Sebastian Stan imagines!

Liar. #2

"You're acting weird."

You stumbled as Steve whispered the odd phrase in your ear. "Shit, Steve."

"Are you feeling okay? Do you need a day off?" Yes, please. "No, I'm fine, I swear." Steve groaned uncertainly, pecking your cheek and dropping the topic.

"So?" Natasha swung her arm around your shoulder, and you winced.

"I haven't told him yet. Obviously, he's still talking to me." Natasha pushed you into the meeting room closest to you both, and let you sit down while she paced.

"How close are you to your due date?"

"It's tomorrow."

"Exactly. You need to tell him. Do not let your child believe the wrong man is his father."

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Tomorrow.

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Bucky and Steve were arguing.

It had gotten considerably worse over the last ten minutes, and no one else was in the tower. You couldn't remember what they were arguing over, but somehow they'd gotten into the topic of you.

More specifically, Bucky's child.

"You're fucking kidding." Steve murmured, looking to you, eyes furious and heart broken.

"Steve, I didn't-" When you stopped talking, pain spread throughout your lower half.

"Stop talking. You no longer exist in this conversation."

Over the volume of Bucky and Steve's shouting, your quiet calls to alert them that you water had broken, were unheard.

"I can't believe you! I trusted you!"

"You hurt her! I was there for her!"

"Bucky-"

"Oh, so screwing her while she was with me is "being there for her"? Give me a break."

"Correction. She'd broken up with you. And I was there for her. Being there for her just happened to involve sleeping with her. Getting her pregnant wasn't the planned, and you didn't get back together with her til a month after."

"James!" Both men turned quickly, the current argument being set aside once they saw the pain drawn on your face.

"My water just broke."

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"I need you to lay down, please," The nurse prepared the bed, and you squeezed James' hands further.

You wanted to stay walking to try and ease the pain, but so far that wasn't working. You'd just kept hold of Bucky's hands and stayed bent over.

"Y/N, you need to lay down.." Bucky murmured, trying to lead you to the bed. "I don't want to-Fuck."

Steve wasn't in the room. He'd decided that since the baby wasn't his he didn't need to be in the room.

Once Bucky had finally gotten you to lay down, the nurse checked to see how dilated you were again.

"Wow, you're fully dilated. You ready to push?" You shook your head but said yes, and the nurse told you to take a deep breath and then push as hard as you could.

The other nurses around you were rushing around to grab oxygen tanks, blankets and other supplies for the baby.

"Okay, Y/N, you got this alright?"

After your first push, there were four more, and your baby boy was born.

"Hi, Baby." You cried, running your finger on long his cheek. Bucky smiled when the small being reached out for him.

"You did it, doll. You did it." Bucky kissed your forehead and watched the baby fall asleep. "We're gonna be just fine."