Bucky Barnes imagines

Its either me or her.

Bucky Barnes POV:

Okay.

Y/n and steve have this thing going on.

I don't know how it happened, it's just that they don't like each other.

Wait no, I'm wrong, they don't dislike each other they hate each other.

They can't even be in the same room together without it ending up in an argument or even worse; a fight, but ill never let it get that far.

And I'm literally in the middle of it, because y/n is my wife, and steve is my bestfriend, and I can't see the only two people in this world that I love, fight.

Especially how y/n is heavily pregnant, and stress is not good for her or the baby.

"Bucky!!!!" Y/n calls, making me get up from my spot on the couch to where y/n is standing in the kitchen, trying to reach for a mug.

"Yes darlin'," i smile, going over to her side.

She turns around dropping her arm to her side. "I'm being trying to get this mug for the past 5 minutes, can you get it for me please." She sighs, a breathtaking smile taking place on her face.

I stand behind her, resting my hand on the dip of her hip, not even raising my arm, as i just take the mug out of the cupboard for her.

"Such a show o—"

"Morning." Steve says, entering the kitchen with a smile on his face. But his smile soon drops once he sees y/n infront of me.

Could my morning get any worse.

"You've got to be kidding me." Y/n whispers.

"Why are you even here?" Steve says, crossing his arms.

"I'm sorry, is it illegal to be in the kitchen now?" Y/n says, also crossing her arms over her big bump.

Yep my morning just got worse.

"I don't care, there's no reason for you to be—"

"What do you mean there's no reason for me to be h—"

"Just get out i—"

"No, i was in here first why do i need to—"

I walk to the counter, leaning my back against it, as i watch my wife and my bestfriend argue.

Can't they just go a day without arguing.

"You bitch, just get o—"

"Hey!" I shout, cutting off steve, as i push myself up from the counter.

"Don't call her that," i say, shaking my head.

"Why not its true, i honestly don't understand what you see in her, like why didn't you choose natasha—"

"Because i don't want natasha, if i wanted her i would of had her a long time ago, and do you know what I see y/n as? i see her as the woman i love and also the woman carrying my child, so steve if you want to disrespect my wife when she didn't even do shit to you, then just leave. Because yes I'll admit, you both are always jumping at each other's neck, but this time you want too damn far, man. Just remember that she is and always will be, my wife," i say, pointing to a stunned y/n. "All she did, was defend herself because you told her to get out of the kitchen, for some weird fucking reason."

"Oh so that's what you're doing now Buck?" Steve says, raising his eyebrows. "Defending her—"

"Yes, i am defending her, what do you want me to do, not defend my wife?." I say, interrupting steve.

"Yes, im your bestfriend, why are you defending her, over me?"

"Because you wanted to start shit, and for what." I shout.

"Bucky it's okay, let's just—"

"You be quiet, no one told you to speak." Steve points to a still stunned y/n, his eyes dark.

"I swear to fucking God." I say, "im not playin with you Steven, talk to my wife like that again, and ill fuck you up." I note, glaring at steve.

"What did you just say to me." Steve replies, taking a step forward.

"I'm not repeating myself." I declare, also taking a step forward.

I feel y/n grab the back of my shirt, as she attempts to pull me back. But i ain't budging.

We stare at each other for a few seconds, before steve finally speaks.

"Unbelievable," He sighs, throwing his hands up. "you're choosing her, just a poor fucking girl, over your bestfriend that's always been there for you." Steve shouts, pointing his finger at my chest.

"What did you just call her?" I whisper, taking another step forward.

"You heard me, do you need me to repea—"

Y/N Barnes POV:

I cover my mouth as i see bucky grab onto Steve's shirt and slam him into the counter.

"Bucky!" I shout, quickly trying to peel him of off steve. Yes, me and steve argue a lot but i didn't know it was going to be this serious. I didn't know that I might ruin a friendship that has lasted longer than I've been alive. I didn't mean for this to happen.

"Get off me." Steve says, struggling under buckys grip.

"I'm going to say this once and once only, i don't care what you both do, you both can bicker all you fucking like, but one thing you don't do is you never, ever," bucky growls his jaw clenching, "insult my girl like that again do you hear me?" Bucky whispers, in which Steve doesn't answer.

"I said, do. you. hear. me?" Bucky grits out, holding steves shirt even tighter.

"Whatever, man." Steve says, finally able to push bucky off.

I quickly grab onto buckys hand, pulling him a safe distance away from Steve, and this time he lets me.

Steve fixes his shirt, and storms out the kitchen, but not before giving me a hard glare.

"What was all of that for?" I hiss, pulling his arm again, so he can look at me.

He huffs, pulling his hand out of my grip and calmly walking out of the kitchen, without giving me another glance.

"What the fuck just happened?" I whisper to myself.

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A/N - yes this will be a series and yes i do have a few series to finish 😭