The Grey - Steve Rogers + Bucky Barnes X OC Love Story

Chapter 30

By the next day Victoria was still not feeling better, Steve and Bucky took turns laying with her while she slept. Which was about all she was doing, napping and watching movies with the guys when she was feeling up for it. Who would've known a simple morning after pill would make her so tired.

"Are you feeling okay, doll?" Bucky asked when he noticed she had woken up. Her head was securely on his chest with both of his arms tightly around her.

"Good enough." She said sleepily.

"Are you nauseous or is it just cramps?" He asked sweetly as he started to rub her back.

"Both." She answered. It felt less weird telling him these things, she'd grown more comfortable talking to him over the last two days. Bucky kissed her temple lightly. "Do you need another bath?" He asked.

"No." She answered immediately, Bucky couldn't help but laugh. "You just don't want to have to get out of bed, do you?" He teased.

"Don't make fun of me, I'm sick." She said sarcastically. "And I'm cold." She added in with a pout.

Bucky rolled his eyes playfully, laying her on her back while his hand trailed down her body until he reached the waistband of her sweatpants.

"I'm bleeding." Victoria protested. "Im not afraid of a little blood." He promised as he leaned down until their lips met. Bucky slid his hand into her panties and started lightly rubbing and circling her clit with his middle finger. Victoria moaned into his mouth, giving him the perfect opportunity to slip his tongue in. He applied a little more pressure to her sensitive clit, feeling her jerk lightly at the new sensation before coming undone in his arms.

Bucky stole another quick kiss, taking his hand out if her sweatpants and disappearing into the bathroom to wash his hands. When he came back out Steve was just coming back in from breakfast.

"You know, Parker is a nervous wreck about you." Steve said, he moved to sit on the edge of the bed, putting his hand on Victoria's back.

"My phone is dead, I haven't checked in with him since yesterday morning." Victoria admitted. "What time even is it?" She asked.

"It's only 8AM. Are you ready to eat something?" Steve asked as he started to lightly rub her back. Victoria shook her head no. "You have to eat something, you haven't had a meal since our sushi." Steve reminded her.

"She's still nauseous." Bucky mentioned as he let himself out of the bedroom and headed out of the apartment.

"Okay, well I'm here. We can watch a movie and you can get a little more sleep?" Steve suggested. He moved to crawl up in the bed with Victoria, pulling her against his chest. She situated herself in the middle of his chest, pulling the blankets all the way up to her chin as Steve turned on a movie.

"What did Peter say?" She asked, Steve let out a quiet laugh and kissed her forehead. "He asked me if he could take you and take care of you." He admitted.

"Maybe you should let him. I know he's your best friend." Steve suggested. He didn't want her to go to Peter instead, but he figured making being with her best friend would help her feel better.

"That's a bad idea, how am I supposed to explain what's wrong with me? I can't just say I cheated on my husband with you two. And you're my best friend, Steve." Victoria said with a quiet sigh, closing her eyes as she became more frustrated with herself for what she did.

Steve leaned his head down to kiss her forehead as his arms tightened around her. "You don't have to tell him all that, you're tired from training and dealing with PMS." Steve offered.

"I already feel stupid letting you two take care of me. You've literally been to war, been beaten, shot and everything in between. Bucky's been tortured but you're both coddling me for a simple morning after pill.." Victoria said with a sigh.

"Vic, that doesn't matter to us. It's not like we had much choice in a lot of the shit we've been through. It doesn't matter to Peter either, we all just want to take care of you." Steve promised. "And it's not a simple pill, it's notorious for making people sick. But it's also our fault you had to take it." Steve reassured her.

"What am I supposed to do, Steve?" Victoria asked, she shifted against his chest until she was staring up at him. She had one of her arms around his torso.

"You know what I think you should do. I think you should file for divorce and move in here, you wouldn't even have to see him again. Tony would take care of everything, Buck and I would go get your things." Steve answered. He leaned down and kissed her forehead again.

"And how am I supposed to do that? Just keep fucking you two while going through a divorce? I'm so stupid." Victoria said with a huff, moving her head flat onto his chest while she stared up at the ceiling.

"You're not stupid." Steve reassured her. "Look at me." He insisted sweetly. Victoria looked over at him with a heartbroken stare, tears fighting their way to the surface. "You're not stupid. You can do whatever you want." Steve promised.

"I don't know what I want. But I don't think I can face Noah, not knowing what I did to him." Victoria admitted, finally shedding a few tears. Steve held onto her face, wiping away her tears with his thumbs. "That's okay, Buck and I will deal with your stuff. Tony will deal with everything else, you know that." Steve reassured her. He leaned down until their lips met, kissing her softly while his hands held onto her face. "Everything will be fine, Vic. You're not a bad person, he is. No man should ever make his wife feel how Noah made you feel. You tried, so hard. You gave him years of your life, and he wasted them. He took advantage of how good of a person you are." Steve said against her lips. Steve stole several more kisses as she worked to calm her mind down, reassuring her that she is doing the right thing.

"I wouldn't feel like this right now if I hadn't pushed you away." Victoria said with a sigh, leaning her forehead against Steve's.

"It wasn't one sided. I pushed you away just as much as you did, don't worry I already hate myself for it." Steve confessed.

"You shouldn't, like you said. It wasn't one sided." Victoria admitted. "I miss you.." She said quietly.

"I miss you." Steve admitted with a sad sigh. "I will always love you."

"How could you love someone that cheats on their husband?" Victoria said with another quiet sigh.

"We're not going to call that cheating, things should have been done between you two long before two days ago." Steve promised her. He leaned down to kiss her forehead, pulling Victoria up onto his chest fully. Her legs fell to each side of his torso, pressing her chest tightly against his as she laid her head on his shoulder. "I love you, Vic. You're a good person." He promised.

Victoria felt herself fighting off tears, she missed him. She missed when they were together, she missed being with him. She wished she hadn't screwed everything up, she wished her and Steve were living somewhere close by with Sarah. Probably married by now, maybe another kid for Sarah to play with. But she knew she ruined her chance when Sarah died.

Steve gently rubbed her back while he held onto her, leaning his head against hers while he soothed her back to sleep.  He missed her, he missed when they were together. He wished he hadn't screwed up after Sarah's death. He knew if he hadn't pushed her away, that they'd still be together. He figured they would've tried to have another baby by now, they would've lived together by now. Walker wouldn't have been able to get near her, he wouldn't have allowed it.

Steve held Victoria while she slept, running through all the scenarios in his mind about how to proceed after this. He knew he wanted to ask her to try again, but he didn't know how. He didn't even know how she didn't hate him for pushing her away all those years ago. He figured he'd wait until she officially filed for divorce, then ask her on a date. He vowed he'd never make her feel alone again if he was given another chance.