A/N: words: 2627. hey so i hate the pace of this story but whatever. also keep in mind i have no idea how adoption works so um yeah i tried. this is like your second to last happy chapter lmao. anyway, enjoy!
And then it was happening. It wasn't immediate, it was creeping, crawling into their life little by little. It was Bucky looking at the kid's section of the IKEA catalogue, it was Sam taking the boys to school, it was Bucky holding Jennifer's new baby at the Christmas cookout, it was Sam talking to her husband, Isaiah, about what it was like to be a new father. Something was bound to come up, as the new year was upon them, and it was scaring the absolute shit out of Sam. He was turning 43 this year, it was now or never, and it would prefer it to be now. But, Bucky never brought it up, so neither did Sam.
"Sarah, I'm freaking out." Sam said, pacing around the restaurant. Sarah looked completely unfazed as she boxed orders. "I mean, he's not bringing it up, and I know it's what he wants, but I can't bring myself to say something, because I have no clue how." Sam concluded his little rant, leaning against the counter. Sarah sighed, boxing her last order before turning to her brother.
"Sam. He's not blind. You're not blind. You know what you want, and you've never backed down from telling him how you feel, how is this any different?"
"It's completely different. It's way more complicated than anything else we've had to deal with. I just don't know. It's a playing field I've never stepped foot on." Sam sighed. "I mean, how do you even raise a kid?"
"I don't know." Sarah said, voice flat. Sam scoffed.
"You have two kids."
"Exactly." Sarah retorted. "I still have no idea what I'm doing. Nobody on the face of planet does, and if they say anything different, they're liars. No book can tell you how to raise a kid, either. Remember that."
"Try telling my husband that." Sam muttered, causing Sarah to grin.
"Do you get what I'm saying, though?" Sarah questioned. Sam nodded.
"Yeah, no, I get it, thanks, Sar." Sam mumbled.
"You gonna talk to him?"
Sam sighed. "Yeah, I'll talk to him." Sam admitted, sighing. Sarah smiled.
"Good, get him his own children he can entertain." Sarah mused, causing Sam to raise an eyebrow.
"What did he say?"
"Started waxing poetry about you to my poor, impressionable children, Sam." Sarah told him, causing Sam to bark out a laugh. He snickered a bit more, shaking his head fondly. "It was AJ's fault, supposedly." Sam snorted. He was pretty sure it was not entirely his fault.
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Sam came home a few hours later to Bucky in an apron, leaned over the stove as he peered into a pot. The familiar smell of gumbo wafted over the room, and Sam thanked his lucky stars Bucky learned how to cook good food. The sound of Taylor Swift filled the house, causing Sam to roll his eyes. Bucky started swaying to the music, his soft voice filling Sam's ears as he sang the chorus to Call it what you want, making Sam smile as he hovered at the doorway, waiting for Bucky to notice.
"You just gonna stand there?" Bucky called out, a grin evident in his voice. Sam smiled wider, making his way over to his husband.
"Didn't wanna disturb you." Sam said, now leaning against their kitchen counter. Bucky huffed, his grin cocky. He flipped off the burner, turning to Sam, looking truly ridiculous, a bulky sweater making the apron look absurd, and skinny jeans, as if they were back in 2013.
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Fanfiction**SEQUEL TO LIES AND EMPTY PROMISES AND LOST AND FOUND (sorry)** After the events of CAATWS, what happened to Sam and Bucky? After everything that has happened in the past 5 years, the past 6 months even, how can they continue to fight? Even, what h...
