I've Seen That Look In Your Eyes
Bucky knew what he was going to do. They were going to all spend the Fourth of July together. They were all going to spend Steve's birthday together. And when everyone calmed down and all the gifts had gotten presented, Bucky would reveal his gift.
At least, that had been the plan.
Instead, they were woken up in the early hours of Steve's birthday by a piercing scream.
Bucky jumped up and scanned the room. He noticed a wetness. He followed it back to Steve.
"Oh fuck." Bucky thought.
Steve's water broke.
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Sam was not expecting to be woken up by a panicked Winter Soldier and Captain America screaming bloody murder in the background. After calming them and telling them to rush to the damn medic bay, he announced it to the rest of the Avengers. Bruce was the only person they could get to help Steve with the delivery despite the fact he "wasn't that kind of doctor".
"Too bad." Tony said. "You're the best we got at the moment."
"You mean, it's because I happen to be right here." Bruce grimaced.
"Pretty much." Natasha nodded.
"Fine." Bruce gave in.
"Good trooper." Tony smiled, patting him on the back.
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Bucky walked back and forth. He never took a bathroom break, ate anything or even stood still on his feet. Sam tried to get him to eat. Thor tried to give Bucky's mind some ease. Clint tried to tell him that it wouldn't be as bad, seeming that Laura was his Omega and had given him three pups.
"It seems nerve wrecking now but trust me, it'll be worth it." Clint patted his shoulder. "All the pain you have endured now will be a distant dream when you hold your pup for the first time."
Bucky tried to smile but he was too worried. Sam knew his fears. He was scared that Steve would lose them again. He was afraid Steve might get hurt or even die. He was afraid he would hurt Steve or the twins. He was just scared. Sam decided to stand with him while Clint chattered away. They both were helping. Only a little. Clint knew Bucky's anxiety. He has felt it three times. Sam knew Bucky's fears and standing on his left made him feel...secure. At least, for a moment.
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Hours passed. Everyone grew impatient. Bucky grew irate. He was just going insane. Until the door opened.
"Brucie!" Tony jumped up. "What's the news?"
"It was a success." Bruce smiled warmly.
"Where are they?" Sam asked.
"They're getting cleaned up and they're going to be put to rest for now. Steve needs to rest and wanted to see them when he was better with Bucky." Bruce explained.
"Can I see him?" Bucky asked, trying to stop his Alpha within from showing.
"For a moment." Bruce nodded. "He needs his rest. Those pups are a handful already."
Bucky held his breath. He hadn't realized he was doing it. Steve is well and alive. His pups are healthy and not dead. He felt so small when he walked into Steve's room. He was resting. He was exhausted. He kneel next to the bed and took his Omega's hand.
"Buck?" Steve opened his eyes and smiled.
"Hey punk." Bucky's voice choked for a moment.
"Did you see them?"
"No. Bruce said you wanted both of us to see them together when you got better. Plus, those pups probably need their rest."
"Did he tell you the genders?"
"No."
"I want to tell you."
"Tell me, Omega."
Steve whined and begged to be touched. Bucky caressed his hand against Steve's beautiful, tired face.
"Tell your Alpha." Bucky purred.
Steve leaned forward and whispered into Bucky's ear. His heart dropped and his smile shined bigger than it has in decades. He gently kissed Steve and said it.
"Stevie, will you marry me?"
"I've been waiting over 70 years to hear those words."