The Breakfast
Bucky sat on the couch of his childhood living room, his mom on his left and his father on his right, the three of them watching a movie.
The rest of the relatives had retired to bed about half an hour ago.
“So?” Winnie asked. “Who’s the lucky fella?”
”You’re pregnant!” Winnie had shouted, excited as could be at the prospect of being a grandma.
“Yeah, just hit six months last week.”
“Why didn’t you tell me?” His mother asked.
The Omega’s eyes flicker to the stunned couple only a few steps from them.
“Wanted to surprise you, but let’s talk about it later okay?”
She seemed to realized he didn’t wanna talk about it in front of Becca and Steve, and changed the subject.
“You’re just gonna have to wait and find out, ma.”
His mother huffed, but was still excited nonetheless.
“Don’t worry,” Bucky said. “He’ll be here next week.”
“Well, I’m just happy to have you home.” George said, wrapping his arm around Bucky’s shoulders and squeezing the Omega in a half hug.
“It’s good to be home, with you guys.” Bucky said, leaning his head against his fathers larger shoulder.
Bucky did miss his parents, he missed them a lot. Seeing them once or twice a year wasn’t enough, phone and FaceTime weren’t the same as seeing them in person.
When Bucky had received the wedding invitation he was confused.
And sad.
And angry.
God, was he angry. He could not believe the two, inviting him to a wedding they new would only hurt him. At first he thought it was on purpose, that it would be funny to the couple if he came. But his soon to be mate talked him down, telling him maybe they only wanted to invite him as a peace treaty. To apologize, or attempt to make a connection with him again.
Bucky told him to get fucked.
But his boyfriend was patient and understanding and realized Bucky wasn’t actually mad at him, the Omega was just frustrated and confused.
His decision to actually go to the wedding took a long time to make. For over a month he thought about the pros and cons.
Pro, his life was great and the petty part of himself wanted to show off how amazing things have been going.
Con, he’d have to see them.
Pro, he had an amazing boyfriend to bring who would support him.
Con, he’d have to relive those feelings again, the ones that took years to put behind him and move on from.
Pro, he would get to surprise his parents with the news of his pregnancy in person, something he’d been waiting to do (because telling your mom on the phone wasn’t as special, and he wanted to see her reaction).
Con, having to subject his boyfriend and baby to the cluster fuck that was his twin sister and ex boyfriend.
Pro, possibly, maybe, getting closure?
So the pros outweighed the cons, and before he could talk himself out of it he told his boyfriend he was gonna buy them plane tickets.
So here he was, on his parents couch watching movies and trying not to regret his decision.
Maybe if he stuck close to his mom and dad until his guy got here he’d be fine, maybe just avoid the wedded couple all together.
Yeah, that’ll work.
.•O•.
When the Omega woke up in his childhood bed he was confused, before he realized he must of fallen asleep on the couch and his father probably carried him upstairs.
The urge to pee had him waking up a little more, and standing as fast (seems like he’s getting slower everyday) as he could, in a rush to get to the bathroom across the hall.
He relieved himself and decided to shower, using his mom’s shampoo because he really didn’t wanna smell like his dad’s old spice.
The fruity pink shampoo smelt nice though, and luckily didn’t make him nauseous.
It’s a good thing his morning sickness was starting to fade out, now only triggered by certain smells.
He tried to enjoy the warmth of the shower, tried to not think of what today might bring.
But after a few more minutes he stepped out of the waters spray, not wanting to use all the hot water up considering there was quite a few people staying in his parents house for the next two weeks.
Once he dried himself off with a towel he washed his face and brushed his teeth, moving back to his room to get dressed.
Choosing clothes was getting harder the bigger he got, his six month belly was coming in as a perfectly round little bump.
He could tell his little one missed their daddy, considering the harsh kicks he was receiving.
Usually at night, before bed, and early in the morning when they woke up his boyfriend would talk to their child, speaking in soft whispers so Bucky couldn’t hear, a quiet conversation between father and child with answering replies of gentle tapping under the skin.
Bucky smoothed his hand over his belly, feeling the kicks against his palm. His baby was not happy about being away from their dad, and was protesting by punching and kicking Bucky as hard as their developing little body would allow.
The Omega smiled down at the bump, giving it a gentle tap of his finger back.
“Alright little one, you better calm down soon. Daddy won’t be here for another five days and you’re just gonna have to deal.”
Kick.
Yeah, he figured that wouldn’t work.
Sighing, he moved over to grab a pair of jeans from his suitcase. They were a light blue, with a growing hole in the right knee, but they were the only pair of maternity pants that the elastic band didn’t feel like it was digging into his skin.
He rolled the bottom of the jeans, and paired the bottoms with a black T-shirt and a black, purple and gray flannel over top. Slipping on some dark socks and his checkered slip on vans, he was ready to face the day.
When Bucky made it to the bottom of the stairs he heard voices coming from the dining room.
He decided to go into the kitchen first, poring himself some juice and drinking half a glass before working up the courage to walk through the kitchen, into the dining room.
The distinct voices coming from the other room made him pause.
“...But mom, we can’t seat Jessica next to uncle richard, he’ll just hit on her all night and creep her out!”
“Okay, Okay. We’ll put Mitch there instead.”
“But where is Jessica gonna sit then?!”
By his mothers sigh he could tell she was exasperated from Rebecca complaining.
Figuring now was as good a time as any (with the helpful bonus of possibly saving his mother from wedding planning hell), he moved through the doorway into the dining room.
Immediately he caught Rebecca’s eyes.
His twin looked shocked for a moment, before looking down at their little table seating arrangements.
Next Bucky saw Steve.
The Alpha had looked bored as he played on his phone, only looking up when Becca stopped talking (very loudly). The Alpha’s eyes stuck on his, not moving away as his lips twitched the tiniest bit upwards.
So, Steve was happy to see him.
Peculiar.
His mother turned around next, smiling as she saw him.
“Hi honey, did you sleep well?”
Bucky nodded, smiling at his mom.
“Want me to make you something to eat?” Winnie asked, already standing up and heading towards the kitchen.
“It’s alright mom, I can make myself somethi-“
“Nonsense.” Winnie cut him off. “I’ll make you waffles, I know they’re your favorite. And bacon, how about eggs too?”
She wasn’t evening listening for an answer, already preparing everything before he could speak.
Realizing he wouldn’t be able to talk his mother out of cooking, Bucky turned back towards the couple.
Bucky took a breath, moving towards his mothers vacated chair and taking a seat.
“Hey.” He mumbled, looking at the table.
“Hi.” Steve said, Becca just nodded his way looking uncomfortable.
“So...” Bucky started. “Seating charts?”
Rebecca finally looked up at her twin, meeting his eyes.
“...yeah, can’t figure out where to sit Uncle rich.”
Bucky nodded, “Right, cause he’s handsy?”
“Mhmm.”
Silence.
God this was awkward.
Looking back towards the blond Bucky was surprised to see the small smile gracing Steve’s face, and that the Alpha was still looking directly at him.
“Congratulations, Bucky.” Steve said, nodding at the Omega’s belly.
“Oh,” Bucky said, hand coming to rest against his bump. “Thank you.”
Rebecca seemed to latch onto the new topic in an attempt to fix the awkwardness.
“How- how far along are you?”
“Umm, six months as of Friday.”
“And, you’re... single?” His sister asked.
The way she said it made Bucky upset, beneath the nerves, under that shaky question was pity.
Pity.
From the sister that broke his heart, knowingly.
“No. My boyfriend will be here on Thursday.”
“Oh...”
Steve decided to speak up. “How long have you two been together?”
“A year.”
“Oh, So this was an accident baby?” Rebecca asked before she could stop herself, he could tell she didn’t mean to say that out loud.
“This baby was a... surprise. A happy, surprise.”
“But you two aren’t mated?” Steve asked.
Well, weren’t these two invasive.
“We’re waiting until after the baby’s born, it’s not safe to mate when pregnant.”
The Alpha nodded, his curious eyes never leaving Bucky’s.
The Omega looked away, still upset by the blonds face.
Luckily his mom came in not long after, bringing a ridiculous amount of food with her.
She fixed his plate, her protective nurture instincts coming through.
He can’t blame her, she hasn’t been able to take care of him since he moved for college, and now that he was pregnant he figured all she wanted to do was make sure he was safe and healthy.
After she was satisfied he had enough food to eat she gave the go ahead for the couple to make a plate.
Aunts and uncles came downstairs at the smell of food, all crowding around the large table.
At least with everyone taking up space and making conversation he didn’t have to interact with the couple alone anymore.
For the rest of the meal he could feel the blond Alpha’s heavy stare on his face the whole time.
Peculiar indeed.