*I break down in Nat's room while getting ready*
Nat: sweetie-
me: nope. I'm sorry. I can do this
Nat: I know curling my hair isn't what's making you cry.
me: he left me for Nakia
Yelena: then he's an idiot- and you are going to have fun tonight.
Wanda: yeah, open bar- lot of depressed single agents will be at that open bar.
me: *laughs and wipes eyes* not like i didn't have one foot out the door anyway- it just...
Wanda: sucks?
me: yeah.
Nat: oh come on! let's be happy! I'm getting married!
me: to my dad. god this is weird.
all: *laugh*
me: *finishes her hair* there we go.
Nat: oh my gosh I look beautiful. Thank you.
me: we still have to get you in your dress.
*we all are like- 90 percent ready, Nat is a finished masterpiece tho and she leaves us for a minute for pics.*
Wanda: *left for some reason*
me: *fixing eyeliner*
Yelena: so...
me: this is weird, huh?
Yelena: little bit.
me: how's it been going? with the widows?
Yelena: really good! I've saved about 10 since i left
me: that's great
Yelena: I'd ask, but I think I know how it's going for you
me: ...yeah. Other than T'Challa it's good though. Really getting used to being back
Yelena: that's good... and your nightmares?
me: uhm- fine. much better.
Lena: liar.
me: yeah. but there's not much to say though.
*There's a knock at the door*
me: come in!!!
Bucky: uhm- your uh, steve wants to talk to you.
me: alright *walks out with him*
Bucky: you look beautiful
me: why thank you, you clean up pretty nice yourself.
Bucky: you heard from T'Challa yet?
me: yeah. he's back with Nakia
Bucky: jeez- I'm gonna—
me: no, it's all good. *knocks and opens the door to the boy's room*
Sam: hey y/n/n
me: hey sam, looking sharp
Steve: *turns, fixing his tie* and me?
me: *hugs him* you look great.
Steve: uhm-
Sam: yep. out of here. *he and bucky leave*
Steve: I just wanted to say that I love you. and I am so happy you're mine and I'm so happy you are here *tearing up* and I am so proud of you. You are so caring, and respectful, and funny, and strong. I could not have asked for anyone better to be my daughter.
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Daughter of America: a Y/N Rodgers x Bucky Barnes Fanfic (slowburn)
FanfictionEver since I found out I am the daughter of Steve Rodgers nothing has been the same.