Our Story

022

"Which car are we taking?" I ask as Bucky, Steve, and I all walk out of the elevator and into the large parking garage

"The one we always take for our huge shopping trips." Steve teasingly smiles and points to the parked GMC Hummer EV that sits high with the thick wheels that will carry us up the side of a large mountain with no issue if we wanted and is painted a mix of silver and dark green

"We're going on a huge shopping trip?" I frown and stop my walk as my shoulders drop and I gaze to the shimmery paint color of the truck. "If so, I am going back upstairs." I change my mind about going

"No, babes." Bucky catches me by the hand. "It's not a big trip. It's only for necessities and what you want. Is that alright?" He asks to make sure

"Mhm." I hum after the quick reassurance and start back towards the truck like vehicle that has a lot of storage so it's no wonder why Steve drives it but then again if it was his choice, he would have a car from the forties

Tony was not even up to considering it and had to drink to even listen to Steve.

"We know you can't walk for that long and need your rest." Bucky speaks soft as he follows behind me. "Just let me know if you need to come home and I'll drop you off while Steve finishes shopping." He says with a slight worried look on his face

"I'm sure I got it." I reassure and open the passenger door to purse my lips at the high step bar that comes down and does nothing for my pregnant ass. "I don't have this though." I mumble in slight amusement

"I got you, pretty." He chuckles and helps me into the car with one hand on my ass, pushing me up while his right hand holds my stomach as I grab onto the 'oh, shit' handles and hoist myself into the seat where I am now way taller than Bucky

"I would thank you with a kiss like I always do but I cannot bend down." I smile

"That's okay." He smiles back and steps up onto the lower beam so he is now taller than me and ducks his head in to give me a kiss. "I have my ways." He murmurs against my lips he kisses a few more times

"As always." I laugh lightly when my slight tiredness is inflated due to the soft love he is giving me. "Gon' tuck me in bed once we get home, Sarge?" I ask in a soft voice

"I'll tuck, cuddle, and fall asleep with you if you'd like." He happily offers. "Get up a few hours later and head down to the kitchen to make a midnight meal you're craving."

"Brasillé." I list off and he breathes a light laugh as he reaches for my seatbelt to put on while Steve hops in the back behind the driver's seat

"I love how you are craving only French dishes." He mumbles with a smile that never leaves his face as he looks down at my stomach to adjust the seatbelt. "She's so much like her mama." He sighs lovingly

"She's also wanting plums and fruit juice." I add and he nods at the information

"Let's go get her plums and fruit juice then." He pecks me on the lips once more before getting down and closing my door to walk around and climb in on his side. "Fucking love this truck." He murmurs after turning the car on

"We should buy one." I suggest. "I don't really trust the sports car with our little love." I admit

"Stark has them designed so they are little mini military tanks that can withstand almost anything." He quickly reassures me. "Steve only bought this one for shopping trips and isn't even equipped with JARVIS." He unknowingly worries me

"Yet." Steve speaks when he sees my head turn towards Bucky then to him. "I just haven't had the time to install it myself with everything going on." He explains