With Him | Bucky x Reader | Enemies with Benefits

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Y/n's POV:

"Training with a shirt on?" Bucky said, striding into the gym and walking up to where I had been using the pull-up bar.

Steve and I had checked, I could still train while I was pregnant but I still hadn't told Bucky about the baby. I didn't know why I was so nervous, I just didn't know how he would react, therefore baggy T-shirts must be worn for the foreseeable future. At least I was wearing one of his shirts.

"Yeah," I replied, "It felt too cold t do it in just my sports bra." 

"Doll, It's August." He said, leaning lightly against the wall. "Are you feeling alright? You've been throwing up-"

"It's nightmares." I stated, not ready to have this conversation with him yet. "They came back when you left."

"Ok, I just want you to know that I think you're perfect, okay?" He said, walking over to me as I lowered myself to the floor and pulling me in for a hug.

I loved his hugs, they were safe and warm. I never felt like this with anybody except him. I truly loved him with all my heart.

*Je suis tellement amoureux de toi.* I told him. Squeezing him even tighter as I heard him chuckle against me. (I am so in love with you.)

"Français maintenant, Y/n/n ?"  He asked with a smile, causing me to push my face even further into his chest, partially out of embarrassment, partly just because I wanted to be closer to him."C'est bon," He whispered, * je t'aime plus que tu ne le penses.* (French now, Y/n/n? - It's okay- I love you more than you know)

"Shut up. I hate you." I smiled up at him as he bent down to kiss me on the nose.

"Come on, we should go grab some lunch." He suggested, linking his fingers with mine and walking me towards the elevator to take us to the kitchen.

Once we arrived, I saw Tony and Nat sat down at the breakfast bar.

"If it isn't our two little love birds!" Exclaimed Tony while he took a bite of his sandwich and Nat rolled her eyes.

"Ignore him." Nat said, passing me the ketchup while I grabbed a yogurt out of the fridge. Bucky gave a slightly confused look but wiped it off his face only milliseconds later and he went back to smiling at me.

"So," Tony began as Nat elbowed him in the ribs, knowing what he was going to ask, "What? Anyway, when did you two...you know, become Mr. and Mrs. Smith?"

"Leave us alone, Anthony." I replied, Bucky grabbing a banana and coming to join me as I sat next to Nat.

"No really," He persisted, "When did the 'I wanna kill you' turn into 'I wanna fuck you'? when did the pure hatred turn into the unmeasurable love?"

*Go ahead* Bucky thought to me.

"Those two happened at very different times." I began to say, "It was on the cruise..."

"What?" He yelled, dropping his sandwich out of shock. "That was months ago?"

"Yeah, no shit Sherlock. Believe it or not, we didn't just fall in love instantly."

"That was a mission. You were working!" He continued as if he wouldn't have done the exact same thing before Pepper.

"You told us to act like a married couple." I stated. "We did. A very horny married couple who was still somehow on the brink of divorce."

"She has a point." Nat cut in before standing up and putting her coffee mug in the dishwasher. "And what would you have done in their situation?"

THAT'S WHAT I SAID. Maybe I was wrong about James and Natasha was really my soulmate. No. Nope. No. Shut up brain.

"Well..." Tony began, trying to think of a point. "I would probably have fucked somebody other than my mission partner." He decided.

I did that as well...

"So...are you two really in love then?" Tony asked, finally calm enough to pick up his sandwich again.

"Of cou-"

"I would die for her." Bucky said without hesitation. Making my head turn towards him. Of course, I would do the same for him, without a doubt, I was so wrecked when he was gone and I knew I couldn't lose him again but for him to say it so directly like that, in front of other people. That surprised me.

Buck lifted my chin and brought me closer to him for a kiss as though he had said something as simple as 'I'll buy you a coconut'

"I-" I tried to speak. But Bucky just looked me directly in the eyes and smirked. "I would die for you, kill for you, I would do anything for you." I told him.

We kissed again, our tongues dancing over each other, his hand reaching into my hair when we heard a cough.

"Well. As lovely as that is, I think you should try to keep the PDA to a minimum. Are we all good with that?" Tony's voice filled the room again.

"Right." I said, slightly out of breath. "Sorry, about that."

Nat sniggered and left the room.

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