WORD COUNT: 2302 WARNINGS FOR THE SERIES: THIS IS AN AU; unplanned pregnancy, language, angst, fluff, sexual content, medical descriptions/procedures, emotional crap, more warning may come as the series progresses.
Bucky was sitting at the kitchen counter, a bowl of cereal before him that he intermittently took bites from as he scrolled through his phone. A soft knock sounded at the door before it opened, and Bucky’s face broke into a smile when Steve walked in.
“Hey, Daddy.”
Steve rolled his eyes, setting his bag beside the door.
“Is she up?”
Bucky shook his head.
“Not yet. Any minute now.”
Steve nodded, pulling the bouquet of flowers from behind his back. Bucky took in a breath, mouth dropping open.
“They’re lovely! But darling, I didn’t get you anything.” “You’re so hilarious, you know that? You should quit your job and become a comedian. Oh, wait.”
Bucky narrowed his eyes before flipping Steve the bird.
“I’ll have you know that I’ve got a job this very afternoon.” “Clothed or unclothed?” “That was one time. Are you ever going to let it go?” “Nope.”
Bucky rolled his eyes and Steve put his hands on his hips. He lifted a hand to scratch at the back of his head and looked at his friend.
“Are the flowers too much?” “For a Friday morning? I’m not really the one to ask.”
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