Little One

“Cummon boys! In the car! Mias already beating you” Steve yelled up the stairs, holding his car keys in one hand.

“mama I can't find my bookbag!” Oscar yelled running down the stairs, looking frantic.

“Next to the counter” Bucky called from the living room where he was tending to the babies.

“Mama i have practice tonight and I completely forgo-”

“Your kit is in the laundry room sitting on top of the dyer I washed it yesterday and your boots are in your kitbag by the door” Bucky said sighing as Steve stared at him in awe.

“Couldn't do it without you babe” Steve grinned kissing his head as they left, all of them piling into the car.

Bucky watched through the window until they were gone, holding Anna close against his side.
“Mama and baby day!” Bucky said smiling at his baby's scattered across the floor, playing with various blocks and teddies.

Bucky had missed this, having three little baby's to play with. His older babies were seven now, starting to turn into their own little people. But these ones are so cute and little and ready to be snuggled within an inch of their lives.

“Ah!” Zima called, grinning from ear to ear, little arm wiggling around as he reached for his mama.

“Hello there little one” he smiled kissing zimas head and sitting back down to allow his pup to settle on his lap. “Hows my strong lil Alpha?” He smiled kissing his head.

Harry whimpered, now he was the only one lacking his mother's attention. “Don't you worry baby mamas got cuddles for you too.” He grinned kissing his head and shifting them all to be cuddled together.

“We are gonna have the best day everrrrr”

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Steve was sitting behind his desk at work, a splitting headache working its way into his temples due to stupid people and shitty paperwork.

“Steve?” Tony said sticking his head round the corner, a smile on his face. “You doing okay?”

“No, everything's shit, Dave has fucked up the accounts, so now I've got to deal with them, the PR team are two days behind on the release of the statement on Zimas disability after that disgusting Fox article” Steve ranted

A week ago, Fox had realised an article slamming Bucky as a poor omega for giving birth to a “grossly deformed” alpha who would “never be capable of fulfilling his role as a provider”. Steve knew it had hurt bucky. It had made him feel like a bad mother and a terrible omega. It took weeks of Steve doting on Zima and smothering his omega in attention until Bucky told him what was wrong. They were working through it, but Steve still wanted to punch anyone who spoke about his omega or his pups negatively.

“And on top of that, jack needs picked up after school later because of practice and I've got so much work to do I can't do two school runs so I'm gunna have to send a car, and I hate doing that because he's my pup and I don't want him to feel like a chore”

“Steve. It's okay, I will pick him up after school and take him for ice-cream, uncle tony hasn't been out for a while” Tony said sitting at the chair in front of Steve's desk. “And I wanna catch up with the little tyke.”

Steve sighed and shot Tony a tired but grateful smile. “Thanks Tony. How are Freya and Ben?”

“They're brilliant as always, frustratingly not into tech” Tony chuckled “more interested in smacking things and lipgloss respectively but I'll get through to em”

Steve grinned “maybe my babies will all be little physicists and engineers and yours will be little artists”

Tony barked out a laugh, standing and moving to the door. “I should get back to work” he said turning back to look at Steve.

“Text Bucky, it will make you feel better”

Steve watched Tony close the door behind him and picked up his phone, sending a quick text to Bucky.

“Wacha doing baby? Xxx”

The reply was almost instant. A selfie of Bucky's smiling face and torso in the bath, Harry gently nesled against his chest, partially submerged in the water and looking up at the camera with wide interested eyes.

“Omega time xxx” was Bucky's caption. “ how is your day?”

Steve chuckled and sent back a selfie of him next to his pile of paperwork.

“So busy! Maybe I could send you oski and Harry out on a spa day?” He sent back, wanting to treat his little omegas whenever he could. He was already wrapped around Oscars little finger, forever buying him little presents and clothes, Harry wasn't far behind If his Gucci baby shoes were anything to go by.

“We would love that! But I think Oscars missing his daddy a little bit? Maybe a daddy son day would be fun!” Bucky replied.

“I would adore that” Steve responded smiling at his phone “I've gotta go baby, keep sending me pictures?”

The response was a short video of Harry, covered in bubbles and grinning like a madman. “Look what happens when I do this” Bucky's voice said through the phone speaker, he could hear the smile in his omegas voice.

He saw Bucky pick up a yellow rubber duck, and tap Harry on the nose with its orange beak.

The omega pup broke into high pitched peels of laughter, giggling so hard he was almost sobbing, unable to calm himself down enough that he could stop. Just as he was beginning to slow, Bucky did it again, laughing along with him, and another happy scream left his pup.

The video ended with Bucky leaning down to kiss his head. God his omega was beautiful, and such a good mother to his pups Steve couldn't help but grin like a dork at his phone.

“I love you” he whispered putting the phone away and staring at his paperwork with renewed determination.

If 7 hours of paperwork could keep his baby in those red bottoms he loved so much, eh it wasn't that bad.

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Bucky was snuggled up in the nest with his pups, kissing all their little hands and feet and tummy's just to make them giggle.

He was mindful to give Zimas little stump as much love and attention as his other pups hands, so the pup wouldn't feel left out or self conscious.

That was probably stupid, he was far too little to notice he was different or care about it if he did, but Bucky worried. Especially since he was an alpha.

Harry was so small, Bucky had forgotten how tiny omega pups were and he couldn't help but coo over the little one. He was just like his daddy, big blue eyes that made Bucky want to melt and a smile that lit up the room.

Anna was so pretty, big stormy eyes and brunette hair, she would be an omega killer when she was older. One day they would be falling over themselves to hold her pups, but for now she was content chewing on her own foot and giggling every time Bucky sneezed.

Zima was so strong, dark brown hair and stormy eyes making him a spit of his mama, one arm never seemed to impede him in his antics.

Zima babbled at Anna and Anna nodded as though she completely understood the nonsensical noises coming from her brother's mouth. God Bucky loved his baby's. Steve had mentioned it, he was glowing with motherhood since the first pups were born and it had only gown, never waned, with this new litter.

Harry crawled to Bucky, looking up at him owlishly and tilting his head, grabbing at his mamas night dress for a feed. Bucky smiled, scooping him up and letting him latch on to his chest, suckling from his mama sweetly, one hand resting atop his pecs gently the other tucked close to Bucky's chest.

The door swung open and a tired looking Steve stepped through the door, Oscar on his hip and Mia by his side.

“Hey baby boy” Steve smiled leaning down to kiss Bucky's head, squishing oscar
between them to make him giggle.

“Hey alpha” Bucky smiled tilting his face up for a proper kiss before Oscar tried to wiggle his way into bucky's lap.

“Hey there baby” Bucky smiled at his oldest omega, looking curiously at Harry sucking at his mama.

“Hey mama.” Oscar said softly, tilting his head to the side, studying the little red brunette omega in Bucky's arms before leaning over to kiss his forehead. “We've got to love Harry lots mama” he whispered.

“Why's that?” Bucky hummed, rubbing his pups back softly, tilting his head to the side to mimic his baby, they were so similar sometimes Steve couldn't help but reel.

“Cuz we are the ‘megas and Harry is also a 'mega and he's small so needs cuddles” Oscar said solemnly looking down at his little brother.

“Yeah baby” Bucky smiled kissing his head, smiling at where Steve was playing with the alpha pups, tossing them about and catching them, Mia gleefully joining in. “We gotta love him lots and lots”