Better For Me

.part seven.

"This next gen Romanoff-Rogers is making dress shopping extremely hard." Natasha groaned as she stared at herself in the mirror,

"Tash, you look fine!"

"I cannot wait until you're born, I'll be able to get my body back."

"You look extremely gorgeous, please relax, okay?" She straightened out her lace gown and took one last look at herself in the mirror,

"I really love this dress, Y/N, do you think it'll make Steve cry?" You nodded your head and smiled,

"He's gonna cry like a baby when you've got your make up on," you traced her cheek. You then parted the hair on the crown of her head and slightly lifted it up to make a small poof, "we can put a head band here and curl your hair a little bit... You are going to look amazing."

"I love you, Y/N." Her tears began welling up and you were taken aback by her embrace, "If I wasn't pregnant," She sniffled, "I wouldn't be crying right now."

"I know you wouldn't be." You laughed.

You both exited the store, the wedding dress in a box under your arm. You got into Natasha's car and began to drive home. Natasha let out a sigh, her eyes wandering away from you. She knew you missed him. Not how he was around you now but the Bucky who held your hand, who told you how beautiful you looked when you looked away from him. You just missed him.

"Why don't you guys just get together?" The silence was broken by the sound of Natasha's voice,

"Who?"

"Oh, don't play dumb, Y/N, you know who." You gave out a chuckle and shrugged your shoulders,

"I just- I don't want him caught up in my fucked up life."

"Your life isn't fucked up, the only thing that's fucked up is Sean, I have no idea why your mom married him, he needs to be in jail."

"She loves him or his money at least." It made your eyes well up that your mother chose her man instead of you, she would rather have all the money in the world than have you,

"Y/N, you know you deserve love, right?"

"Do I?"

"Of course, you do." You parked the car in front of the house and walked around the car to open the door for Natasha. She sighed and looked at you with sorrowful eyes,

"I'm gonna be fine, Tash, don't worry about it."

"You'll come and visit me and the baby here, right? You won't be a stranger?"

"You think I wouldn't wanna see this pretty little..." Natasha smiled and held her face in her hands, "baby?" You laughed and she playfully pushed you, "Oh yeah, and the mother."

"Asshat." She retorted,

"I love when you talk dirty to me." You walked into house and Natasha greeted Steve with a kiss, "Hi, Cap."

"Y/N, thank you for bringing her home, safe and sound."

"Her dress is in the car so, I'll bring it in, in a bit."

"You know, I- I didn't know you were coming-"

"Dude, the guys are he-" You heard a voice behind Steve, "Y/N..."

"Oh... Hi, Buck, bachelor party?" He nodded and you realised that both men were dressed in outing clothes,

"Yeah and we're actually leaving." He walked around you and out the door, clearing his throat, Steve leaving Natasha with a kiss and you with a hug. You cringed at the thought of Bucky having another woman all over him during the Bachelor party, you shut your eyes and put your hands over your face, trying not to think about it. Suddenly, the text tone on your phone went off, trailing your thoughts away from Bucky. You took your phone out of your pocket and took a look at the message you received. 'Sam' it read, under it was a small message, 'Meet me at the Lenox Café, I need to talk to you. It's about Bucky.' You bit your lip and thought about it for a moment before replying, 'I'll be there in fifteen.'