A/N: Fluff. Major fluff. That's all I can say. XD But enjoy. I'll try to update again in the next few days.
For once... he was still.
The only movement was his gentle breathing as he watched the sun slowly slip into the horizon.
For once... he was at peace.
A small smile touched the corners of his lips as he could hear familiar footsteps tip toe towards him. "I hope you two weren't planning on scaring me."
Two sharp gasps and a burst of giggles were followed by faster footsteps and Bucky turned around just in time for two small figures to leap right into his arms, almost knocking him down. He grunted softly as he managed to catch both of them, before stumbling back a step.
"How did you know we were coming?" The first girl asked, her brown hair pulled back into a messy pony tail and her (Y/E/C) eyes lighting up with mischief.
"I'm your daddy, Erica." Bucky chuckled, and kissed her forehead. "I know everything."
"You can't know everything!" The other girl protested, her blue eyes filled with disbelief. "Momma says that sometimes you-"
"We don't need to tell Daddy everything, do we?"
Bucky turned to see Y/N standing at the door to the house. A soft smile played at her lips as she gently placed a hand on her growing bump.
"Well... now I'm curious." Bucky chuckled and looked back at his youngest daughter. "What did Mommy say, Riley?"
"She said she loves you, but sometimes you act like you don't have a brain."
"Riley!"
Bucky laughed, before turning to look at his wife. Her face was slightly pink, and she looked like she was ready to run at any second, even though she was almost eight months pregnant.
"Your Momma is right, girls. If I'm honest... she's know everything."
"I don't think that's true." Y/N rolled her eyes as Bucky placed his two daughters on the ground before walking over to wrap his arms around her. "But I do know that I love your father very much."
"Ewwwww."
Bucky turned his head to see his daughter's face twist in disgust.
"You girls better go get ready for bed... or else you'll have to see more of this."
"I'd rather be in bed. Come on, Riley, let's go." With that, the two girls raced off the patio and into the cozy two story home behind them.
The silence that followed was comfortable and after a moment, Bucky moved to rest his metal hand on Y/N's growing tummy.
"Who knew that I would ever get to live this life? After all the things I've-"
"Don't finish that sentence, James Buchanan Barnes." Y/N gazed up at him. "You deserve the world. "
"Do I?" He smiled sadly down at his wife.
"Absolutely." She leaned up and kissed his lips softly. "I'm just thankful that I get to have you and the girls in my life... and in a month or so, this little boy."
The doubt in Bucky began to evaporate at the mention of his son, who would arrive in a matter of a few short weeks. He smiled brightly before kissing her again and looking out into the vast open scenery around him.
For once... he was truly happy.
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Bucky Barnes imagines
FanfictionJust a bunch of stories about my favorite soldier named James Buchanan Barnes <3