Chapter 1
Bucky
Bucky started his day like any other, he woke to his alarm at 5:00 am, got out of bed and walked down the hall to his little siblings room.
Bucky was the oldest of five.
Him who was 17, Rebecca 8, Jack 6, Julia 4, and the youngest, Luke who was one and a half.
Bucky had his own room, a very small room but it was all his. His sisters Becca and Julia shared the room across from him, and Jack and Luke were in the room next to his. His mother lived at the end of the hall and only left to go to the bathroom or the kitchen.
She's been fired so many times that she's just stopped trying. His father hasn't stopped by in over a month and he isn't expecting him any time soon.
But someone has to take care of the kids, and pay the bills, and buy food. So Bucky works, two jobs in fact.
A cashier at the grocery store on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays. A bookstore on Tuesdays, Wednesdays after his other job, and Saturdays.
He also babysits their neighbor Sydney's daughter Kennedy who's 8 months old, almost every night. in return Sydney would watch the two youngest kids in the day, she worked night shifts as a nurse.
As Bucky made his way into the boy's room he heard crying. Luke was awake.
He pushed the door open to find the baby standing up in his crib with his arms raised ready to be held. Jack was lying in his bed smiling as Bucky came into their room.
"Hey little man, are you ready to get up?" Bucky asked Luke, who only started to cry more.
Bucky picked up the baby cradling him to his chest, Luke instantly calmed, being soothed by the omegas sent.
"Jackie do you want something to eat?" He asked looking over to the 6 year old. Jack nodded and got out of bed to hug Bucky's legs smiling up at him. Bucky grabbed his hand and led them to the girl's room.
He knocked before opening the door. Becca was already awake and dressed, wearing a purple shirt with a bee on it. Julia was still in bed, mouth open and drool running down her chin.
Bucky walked over to her and bent down with Luke on his hip, he rubbed her shoulder. "Hey sweet girl, it's time to get up. Don't want Jack to eat all the pancakes do you?" She slowly opened her eyes, smiling as she saw Bucky.
He wiped her mouth with the sheet. Picking her up on his other hip, he led them all down stairs to the living room.
He set Julia on the couch and Luke in his playpen, Becca turned on cartoons, her and Jack joined Julia on the couch. Bucky made his way into the kitchen to make breakfast, and coffee for himself.
After everything was prepared he called the kids into the dining room to eat.
He made a plate for his mom and took it upstairs, knocking on her door. He heard a quite come in, so he did. His mom was sitting up in bed, watching the tv in her room. "
"Breakfast mom." He said handing her the plate and fork.
She said a quick thank you and returned her attention to the tv. "Do you have any plans today?" He asked hesitantly. She looked at him and sighed. "No James, why do you ask?" She hated being asked these kinds of things.
"It's just that, uhm, the diner down the road, paddy's diner is hiring. And I thought that maybe you could check that out." He said, looking at the floor. She sighed again.
"James, you know I hate waitressing. I just can't deal with people like that, they can be so rude. And besides wear doing fine." She dismissed him, looking back to the tv and continued eating.
"It's just, it would really help me out mom." She looked back at him with a sharp look.
"I have worked hard my whole life, James. Ever since I was 15, I had you when I was only 16 years old. Now that you're old enough for a job I think I deserve a little break." She turned back to the tv, and he knew he was getting nothing else out of her.
He left her room.
He needed to get dressed, choosing a worn black long sleeve, torn black pants and his old beaten up converse. He left his hair down to block his face.
After washing his face and brushing his teeth he made his way downstairs.
The kids were finished eating and had gone back to the living room. He turned the tv off and faced the children.
"Okay guys time to get ready, Jack go get dressed for school then brush your teeth. Julesy lets go get you ready. Becks can you watch Luke?" He asked as he picked up Julia, Rebecca nodded walking over to entertain the baby.
He brought Julia upstairs to get her dressed, she was being clingy today and wouldn't let go of his neck. Holding on tight so he wouldn't put her down, it was making this very challenging.
"Julesy, I have to put you down so you can get dressed." She pouted but listened.
He picked out some warm clothes for her, seeing as the autumn air was quite cold right now. As soon as he finished she leached on to him again.
"Please don't go. I miss you all day. Why do you have to go?" She asked, her eyes brimming with tears. "I have to baby girl, I've got school and then work. But when I get home I promise we will cuddle lots, okay?" He asked giving her kisses all over her cheeks, making her giggle and give in. She nodded and kissed his nose, making him smile.
After everyone was ready he dropped off Julia and Luke at Sydney's house. Holding each of their hands, him Rebecca and Jack started their way to school.
After he dropped the two off, he began the long walk to the high school.
Making his way through the crowd of loud grumpy teenagers to his locker.
The day seemed to fly by, he was in his last class of the day before he knew it.
He'd been lucky enough to not have to work with anyone yet, seeing as there was an uneven number of students in the class. But today he was not so lucky it seemed.
He heard the teacher reading out the names.
Pepper Potts with Tony Stark
Natasha Romanov with Clint Barton
Sam Wilson with Sharon Carter
...
The list went on as he hoped to not get paired up with anyone. He doesn't mind doing the work alone, it's easier this way. If he had a partner he would have to find time to schedule with them, but considering his life that would be almost impossible. It wouldn't be fair to his partner, they'd probably feel like they had to do all the work.
"Bucky Barnes with Steve Rogers."
The teacher called, and the room went silent. Bucky understood why, Steve Rogers was popular. The most popular guy in school actually, and an Alpha. and Bucky was a nobody, just that weird Omega that had no friends and wore thrift store clothing (not because it's trendy but because it's convenient, affordable), and had shaggy hair.
No one really knew him and he was okay with that, he didn't have time for friends anyway, to busy keeping his family alive.
Steve slowly looked at him, with a confused face. He probably had no idea who Bucky was. He stood from his chair and gathered his stuff, making his way to Bucky. He sat in the chair on his left, looking at Bucky with a weird expression.
"Hi, you're Bucky? It's nice to meet you. I'm Steve." He stuck his hand out, smiling. Bucky shook his hand. "Nice to meet you too." He said. Once class was over Steve turned to him.
"So, where do you wanna meet? for the project I mean. I'm free right now if you wanna come to my house?" He asked.
Bucky shook his head. "I have work in a half hour." Bucky said. "Okay, how about tomorrow?" Steve asked. Bucky shook his head again. "Alright, Wednesday?" Another shake of the head.
"When are you free then?" Steve asked, he was starting to look a little irritated. Bucky couldn't blame him. "I'm free on Sunday. Although I'm probably watching my siblings." Bucky said. Steve's eyebrows shot up. "I could come over to your house on Sunday, the project isn't due for two weeks so I think we'll be okay."
Bucky really didn't want him to come to his house, he had such a crappy house. It was always a mess and it wasn't very big. But he didn't have any other options, he was just gonna have to suck it up.
He nodded. "Yeah, Sunday works." Steve smiled. "Alright, let me get your number so I can get directions." The Alpha said pulling out his phone.
"I don't have a phone, but I can right my address down. Just come over anytime past ten." He ripped a piece of paper from his notebook jotting down his address, and handing it to Steve.
"You don't have a phone?" Steve asked looking confused. "Nope." He answered, Steve looked at him for a moment. "Uhm, okay. I'll see you Sunday then. Uhh, yeah." He said, before standing and leaving the room.
Of course his day off is gonna be spent with some jock who thinks he's a loser because he doesn't have a phone. Whatever. The guy can think what he wants, doesn't matter to Bucky.
He packed up his bag and made his way to work. Another 5 hours before he gets to go home.
Yay.
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Steve
Steve was awoken by his mother Sarah at 5:45 am. She told him he needed to get up and get ready for school.
He lay there in the warm blankets for about five minutes before forcing himself to get up.
He took a hot shower and got dressed, made his way down to the kitchen. His father was sitting at the dining table eating breakfast and reading a newspaper, he was dressed in his suit ready for work.
Steve looked very much like his father Joseph Rogers, the only resemblance he bared of his mother was her blonde hair and blue eyes. Where his father was tall and built, much like Steve, his mother was short and petite.
They made quite the pair, but never has Steve seen a couple as in love as his parents.
He was thankful for them everyday, they were truly the kindest people he knew. They raised Steve to be a gentleman and always stand up for what was right.
His mother was in the kitchen cleaning off the counter and washing dishes, so Steve sat opposite his father and grabbed the plate his mom had prepared for him and began eating.
After breakfast Steve patted his dad on the shoulder saying he'd see him later and to have a nice day.
He made his way into the kitchen to say goodbye to his mom, giving her a kiss on the cheek and heading to the door.
He grabbed his red backpack and walked out to his car.
They didn't live in a mansion or anything, but their house was very generous in size. They lived in a nice neighborhood, his best friend Sam only lived a few houses down from him.
Steve pulled into Sam's driveway, waving at sam's mother as he opened the passenger door climbing in.
The rest of his day at school was pretty normal, he ate lunch with his usual friends. Tony, pepper and Rhodey fought over a chocolate pudding cup. Or, tony and Rhodey did while pepper sat in between them trying to break it up.
Natasha and Clint were whispering to each other as per usual, probably about something evil.
Thor was yelling about god knows what with his arm around Jane, Bruce nodding along to placate the man. Darcy sat beside Jane gossiping about someone's new hair cut and how it looked awful on her.
Peggy and Sharon were taking selfies, Peggy may be Sharon's aunt (because her parents got pregnant with her when her older sister got pregnant with Sharon) but they were more like best friends.
Steve and Sam talked about the new Alien movie coming out, wondering if they could convince the whole group to go see it with them.
Steve was sitting in his last class of the day,
The teacher said they'd be partnering up for this assignment, he began calling names.
Steve hoped he'd get paired with one of his friends, mostly Peggy because she was crazy smart.
But as all of his friends' names were called he lost hope, his name being called last.
"Bucky Barnes with Steve Rogers."
Steve tried to place a face to the name, he looked to his right slowly. Landing on a pale brunette with long hair hanging in his face. Bucky, was that his name? Looked towards him. Steve started to recognize him, he was that kid that didn't talk to anyone. Always wearing dull colored clothing.
Steve gathered his stuff and stood from his chair, making his way to Bucky. He sat in the open seat on his left.
Steve stuck his hand out. "Hi, you're Bucky? It's nice to meet you. I'm Steve." Bucky gently takes his hand. Steve only just noticing he was an omega, from his sweet vanilla scent.
"Nice to meet you too." He said quietly, his voice was so soft.
Steve turned back to the teacher to hear the requirements of the assignment. Once class was over Steve turned his attention to Bucky.
"So, where do you want to meet? For the project I mean. I'm free right now if you wanna come to my house?" Steve asked.
Bucky shook his head. "I have work in a half hour." He said.
"Okay, how about tomorrow?" Steve asked.
Bucky shook his head again. "Alright, Wednesday?" Another shake of the head. Jesus, did this kid not have a day off?
"When are you free then?" Steve was started to get annoyed. If this omega thought he could blow him off and make Steve do all the work then that wasn't cool.
Bucky thought for a moment. "I'm free on Sunday. Although I'm probably watching my siblings." Steve's eyebrows shot up, if he wasn't lying to get out of doing work, then this kid had a very hectic life.
"I could come over to your house on Sunday, the project isn't due for two weeks so I think we'll be okay." Steve said, hoping he would agree.
Bucky seemed to hesitate for a moment, then he nodded. "Yeah, Sunday works." He spoke. Steve smiled, finally things were starting to go better.
"Alright, let me get your number so I can get directions." Steve said, pulling his phone from his pocket.
Bucky ripped a page from his notebook, grabbing a pen and started jotting something down. "I don't have a phone, but I can write my address down. Just come over anytime past ten." He said, handing the paper to Steve.
"You don't have a phone?" Steve grabbed the paper looking at Bucky for a moment. who doesn't have a phone?
"Nope." Bucky answered simply, clearly he didn't want to elaborate. Maybe he was embarrassed, though if he was he didn't show it.
Steve wasn't sure how to respond to him. "Uhm, okay. I'll see you Sunday then. Uhh, yeah." Steve cut himself off, standing from his seat and making his way to the door.
When he got to his car Sam was already waiting there.
Sam looked up from his phone and smiled at Steve. "Hey, how'd it go with uhh.. what was his name? Bucky?" Sam asked.
"Yeah, Bucky. It was fine I guess." He said unlocking the door and getting in.
Sam turned to him, raising and eyebrow. "You guess? What happened?" Sam asked, as Steve pulled out of the parking spot.
"It was just- I don't know. He couldn't study today because he had to work, which I understand that's totally fine. I asked about tomorrow and the next day and the day after, and he kept shaking his head. So I asked when he was free and he said Sunday, but he has to watch his siblings. Like I think he's trying to blow me off, get me to do all the work." Steve finished taking in a breathe.
Sam considered this for a moment. "Maybe he just has a really hectic life, like, you've seen his clothes. He's probably got to work a lot to help out with his family, and I don't mean that to be rude. There's nothing wrong with hard work, and supporting your family. Maybe take it easy on him until you know the whole story. So are you studying on Sunday or not?" Every word Sam spoke made Steve think, maybe he was overreacting. Maybe Bucky wasn't lying or making excuses.
"Yeah, he wrote down his address for me. I asked him for his number and he said he didn't have a phone. Now that I think about it, that's probably because he can't afford one. Now I feel like a dick." Steve said. Sometimes he forgets that not everybody has a life as easy as his, he'll just have to make sure to be nicer to Bucky on Sunday. Maybe he should invite him to have lunch with him and his friends tomorrow.
After dinner with his parents and watching tv for a little bit, Steve lay in bed thinking through his day.
He kept replaying his conversation with Bucky. He hadn't really realized at the time how cute Bucky was.
not in a flashy way, more subtle. Like in the way his eyes shined, the blue grey of them reminding Steve of a storm.
He had nice cheekbones, and a killer jawline.
Steve smiled, maybe this could be the start of a new friendship.
Steve has always liked having lots of friends, not for the popularity but because he gets to share special things with them.
Steve was starting to look forward to Sunday, to getting to know Bucky better.
He fell asleep with a smile on his face.