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♡ XVIII ♡

Bucky pov.

I laid down in bed snuggling up on Sam's chest. His heart was beating steadily as i tried to engrave the sound into my brain. I'm still tired from yesterday's outing which is not surprising but Sam missed me more than i expected. As i trying to bury my head deeper into his chest I sighed sadly. "What's wrong?" Sam asked as he ran his fingers through my hair. "Nothing." I mumbled as my mind race through unfinished thoughts.

"I know that there is something wrong. You cant really hide it from me." Sam said softly. "I know." I mumbled as i bit my bottom lip. "It's just-" I then sighed. "I-I don't know how you would feel about it." Sam then scoffed. "You know you can tell me anything Baby, i wont judge." I only nodded as i sat up crossing my legs. I kept my eyes down knowing that as soon as i look into those chocolate brown eyes that everything will spill out of my mouth like fountain.

"I k-know we haven't been together for a long time, it's barely been two years to be exact. But i really want a kid with you and i don't know how to feel about it." I mumbled sadly as i feel tears fill my eyes. Sam only sat up with a sigh.

"Your catching baby fever because of Tony." Sam uttered with a smirk as i looked up at him confused, he only sighed. "Is this because Tony is pregnant?" He asked moving my hair out of my face making me look up at him slowly. "Yes." I mumbled softly. "No." I said as tears started to fall down my face.

"I don't know." I say with a sniffle making Sam pull me into a hug. "I killed a lot of people in my past, children included. Innocent human beings i slaughtered like pigs." I quickly wiped some of my tears with a sigh.

"I don't even know if i should even be allowed to have a boyfriend and now I'm thinking about wanting a kid. It's just morbid." I say shakily as tears streamed down my face. Sam then started to rub circles in my back before speaking up. "Its not morbid, its normal. This is normal, and i don't mind having kids with you James." He then pulled away from the hug so he could wipe some of my stray tears away.

"I don't want to be a scary mother and or father." Sam then chuckled. "Your not scary." Sam said with a smile, more tears then streamed down my face.

"Have you seen me? My metal arm is not comforting at all, my scars on my body is not pretty, and for god sakes I'm a brainwashed assassin / super soldier that was created by Hydra 70 years ago. I'm old Sam, old." I said whispering the last part. Sam then chuckled making me give him the death stare.

"I'm sorry am not laughing at you, but do you really think that about yourself?" Sam asked as he got a hold of both my metal arm and flesh arm, I only nodded with a sniffle following afterwards.

"Do you want to know what i see?" He asked not stopping for me to answer him. "I see a beautiful human being, the one who tells jokes and care for his friends, the one who would do anything to protect others, the one who may have been a brainwashed assassin who was made by the forbidden place 70 years ago but we all know that that is not you." He say giving me a comforting smile.

"We all have scares Buck, though yours might be both physically and mentally that does not describe you. And for god sakes Bucky your not old." Sam said with a reassuring smile. "Our kids will love you, and i know that because your amazing. But you know we can always ask Tony to make you a new metal arm right?" I then nodded as he pull me to lay down. "I love you and i always will." Sam said as he kissed my forehead. "I know." I said with a small chuckle.

A knock then came to Sam's and I door. I only sighed as i unraveled myself from his arms. "You don't have to answer it you know." Sam said as he sat up. "I know." I mumbled before opening up the door. "Hey- o my are you ok? Your eyes are puffy it looked like you have been crying." I only chuckled as the blonde's remark.