Chapter 2
Bucky
The next day at school Bucky was walking to his locker, surprised to see a big blonde Alpha standing in front of it.
Maybe he's lost.
Bucky didn't know what to do when those baby blues landed on him. Steve smiled and approached to where Bucky stood in the middle of the crowded hall.
"Hi, Bucky." Steve said. Bucky looked at him for a minute, so he wasn't lost, Then why was he here?
"Hi, Steve." Bucky said.
Steve looked to the floor, then back to Bucky, like he was debating whether to say something.
"Uhm, I was wondering if you were free for lunch? If, maybe you'd want to join me and my friends?" Steve asked, he seemed nervous but Bucky couldn't understand what for.
"Why?" Bucky couldn't help but ask.
"I don't know, just thought that maybe we could be friends? If you don't want to that's fine. I'll just leave you alone, sorry." Steve looked disappointed, like he was truly sad Bucky wasn't gonna sit with him and his friends.
It reminded him of when Julia pouted, using that sad injured animal look, and Bucky couldn't help but cave.
As Steve turned to leave Bucky grabbed the sleeve of his shirt, stopping him. Steve looked up to Bucky, eyes hopeful.
"I'll eat lunch with you, just don't give me that abandoned puppy look again." Steve's face instantly brightened, he was like a ray of sunshine.
Bucky couldn't understand why Steve would want to sit with him, they were partnered together for an assignment, that's all. And Steve seemed kind of annoyed with him yesterday, none of this made sense.
Steve led the way to the cafeteria, Bucky following behind with his head down. He never ate in the cafeteria, didn't like how many people there were. And here he was, headed to the popular table. This had to be a prank, or maybe a pity invite.
When they got to the table Steve pulled out a chair for Bucky, who was only getting more confused by the blondes actions.
Bucky sat down, feeling uncomfortable being next to all of these strangers. He didn't know any of their names, didn't think it was important information until now. Steve sat down on his right.
It took a moment for every one to realize he was there, it creeped him out how they all turned their heads at the same time.
A girl with flaming red hair was the first to speak.
"Who's your friend Steve?" Her question was directed at Steve, but she never took her eyes off of Bucky.
Bucky wasn't one to cower, so he stared right back. Steve seamed to snap back into it at that. "Oh, right, sorry. Guys this is Bucky, Bucky these are my friends."
He proceeded to introduce every one, apparently the red heads name was Natasha, she was an Alpha. Who was dating Clint, a scruffy looking Beta.
Then there was Tony, a fellow Omega who was dating Pepper, a kind Beta who smiled at him. There was Rhodey, Tony's best friend who was a Beta.
Peggy Carter who was an Alpha, and her niece (niece? Jeez that'd be weird) Sharon who was an Omega.
Bruce a sweet Beta that shook Bucky's hand, and Thor who was a loud Alpha, exclaiming how happy he was that Bucky was here (he seemed like an odd dude, nice, but odd).
Thor's Beta girlfriend Jane, and Jane's best friend Darcy who was an Omega.
Finally there was Sam, Steve's best friend who was a very kind Beta.
Lunch was actually much more enjoyable than Bucky thought it would be. Until Natasha started asking him more personal questions.
"So Bucky, what to you do for fun?" She asked.
Bucky tried to think of an answer that would appease her, but couldn't come up with one.
He doesn't really have time for fun. "Uhm, I don't know." He muttered.
She looked at him for a second. "You don't know? Like, are you in any clubs? Do you like sports? Any hobbies?" She asked.
"Don't really have time for any of that." By this point the whole table was listening.
"You don't have time for fun?" She raised an eyebrow. He was starting to realize that these kids probably didn't have to work, that they get to do whatever they want. "
I have work, so that takes up most of my time." He hoped she would stop, get the message that he doesn't want to talk about this. He's not ashamed of being poor, or working hard. He just doesn't want their pity, he doesn't need it.
He could care less about their opinions of him.
Unfortunately, Natasha didn't get the message. "Where do you work?" Why were these people so interested in him.
"I work at a grocery store near my house, about three days a week. And a bookstore not to far from there, and I watch my neighbors kid and my little siblings almost every night. So, not a lot of time for fun." The table was silent, he shouldn't have shared that much.
He's to scared to look up and see pity written on their faces.
"How many siblings do you have?" Natasha asked. Of course she couldn't just leave it alone, at this point he kind of wanted to get up and leave.
"Four, my sister Rebecca who's 8. My brother Jack, who's 6, Julia she's 4. And Luke, he's one and half." Bucky said.
He finally looked up to find her staring at him. "What about your parents?" She asked, god did she not know when to stop?
"My dad pops in every few months, and my mom- it's complicated with my mom." He could feel Steve looking at him, he was probably scared to come over to Bucky's house now.
"Complicated how?" Jesus, he has to end this. "I'd really rather not talk about it." He said, hoping she'd stop.
No one said anything after that, he sat there for a minute. He could hear his heart beat pounding through his head, the voices all around him slowed, like time was stopping. Every noise was making it harder for him to breath, the clock ticking fast, the muttered confusion of the cafeteria slowing. It was when he felt a hand on his shoulder that everything fell back into place.
When he heard Steve ask if he was okay he stood grabbing his bag and walking away from the table and out of the room.
He made it to the bathroom, the omega bathroom that he knew Steve couldn't follow him into. If he even chased after him, maybe he thought Bucky was a weirdo now.
Probably for the best, it's not like he has time for friends.
Bucky walked into a stall, holding his head in his hands, taking in deep breathes to calm himself down. After a few minutes it started to work, he waited until the bell went off before leaving the bathroom.
Didn't want to risk running into any of them.
He avoided looking at Steve in his last class, standing up and leaving as soon as he could. He had to work anyway, and then stop by the store to pick up some food.
He couldn't wait to get home and see the kids, he could really use some cuddles right now.
_-_-_-_
Steve
When Steve picked up Sam that morning he asked him if he should invite Bucky to have lunch with them.
"Sure man, you should get to know him before Sunday." Sam said, smiling at Steve.
"Maybe I could get Nat to ask him some questions, find out if he was lying to me, just trying to get out of doing work. She's good at interrogating people." Steve suggested.
Sam raised an eyebrow, looking at Steve. "Are you sure? You know how cold Natasha can come across. Don't want to scare the poor kid."
Steve thought about it for a moment. "I'll talk to her, ask her to be nice." Sam laughed at that. "Does Natasha even know how to be nice?" Sam asked, and Steve couldn't help but laugh too. "She's a good actor. She'll be fine."
Right before they were about to head to lunch, Steve tapped Natasha on the shoulder.
He explained to her who Bucky was, and asked if she could question him on some things. The smirk she gave worried him, he had to explain to her three times that he didn't want to scare Bucky, just get information out of him.
She said it would be fine, so he believed her.
That was his first mistake, his second was not stopping Nat after he realized how uncomfortable Bucky was getting.
But part of him wanted to know more, when he explained how many responsibilities he had Steve felt bad for ever doubting him.
"I'd really rather not talk about it."
Everyone was quite at this point, not wanting to say anything that would upset Bucky or offend him. As Steve watched him he saw how panicked Bucky was getting.
His breathing was starting to increase, and he wouldn't look up from the table.
Steve put his hand on Bucky's shoulder, hoping to calm him down. It was his fault Bucky was panicking in the first place, if he could help him he would.
"Bucky, are you okay?"
Bucky took in a sharp breath, then suddenly stood from his chair.
The Omega grabbed his bag and walked away from the table and out of the cafeteria.
Steve stared after him, not sure what to do. He probably sat there for a few minutes, until Sam shook his shoulder.
Steve turned to him, and Sam raised his eyebrows. "Dude. Go check on him!" Sam insisted.
Steve shot out of his chair at that, rushing to get out of the cafeteria, he followed Bucky's sweet scent to the bathrooms.
The Omega bathroom.
Steve wasn't aloud in there, he was about to knock on the door when the bell rang.
Natasha caught up with him on his way to class, she grabbed his arm and turned him towards her.
"Steve I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare him." Natasha said, she sounded genuine. Steve gave her a small smile. "It's okay Nat, not your fault. I shouldn't have asked you to do that in the first place."
They started walking to their shared class. "Aren't you supposed to meet him on Sunday? How's that gonna go?" She asked. "I have no idea. I don't think he really wants to talk to me right now, so I'm just gonna give him some space. I'll make it up to him on Sunday." Steve said.
"How?" She asked. Steve sighed at the situation he's created. "I have no idea."
_-_-_-_
All week Steve had been trying to figure out how to make it up to Bucky, the only thing he could think of was apologizing.
Tell Bucky the truth, how he thought he was skipping out on Steve, and that he'd asked Natasha to do what she did. Tell him he was sorry for making him feel uncomfortable, and for not trusting him.
He could only hope Bucky would forgive him.
It was 12:45 on Sunday.
Steve made his way to the address Bucky had written down for him.
Bucky said to come over anytime past ten, so here he was.
The house was average, if not a little small. It needed a paint job, and probably some repairs on the small porch. The yard had random toys scattered around it, once vibrant play sets faded into dull colors from the sun.
The grass was dead and crunchy, desperately needing water. Steve noticed all of this as he made his way up the steps and to the door, knocking a few times and stepping back to wait.
He could hear crying from inside, voices yelling back and forth. He stood there for a minute, debating wether to knock again when he heard footsteps approaching the door.
A few seconds later it was opened, revealing a tired looking Bucky holding a small crying child. He was clad in worn black jeans and a grey t shirt, his feet bare.
The baby in his arms hid their face in Bucky's neck, letting out small whimpers.
"Hi, Steve. Come in." Bucky said, stepping aside to make room.
Steve walked past Bucky into a small living room, he could see part of a dining table beyond the half wall, that he assumed was separating this room from the kitchen.
Steve turned to look at Bucky, not sure where he wanted to work on their project at.
Bucky was bouncing the baby on his hip up and down, kissing his forehead in an attempt to calm him down.
Seeing how Bucky acted with the baby made Steve smile, the attraction he'd had for Bucky only growing more.
Bucky finally looked up at him once the baby had fallen asleep. He motioned for Steve to follow him into the living room. He laid the child in a play pen then took a seat on the couch, Steve sat down on his left.
"Hey, how's it goin-" Steve was cut off by three other kids running into the room, laughing.
The smallest out of the group, a little girl, climbed onto Bucky's lap. The other two sat on the floor, and started playing pretend with some stuffed animals.
Bucky turned to him with an apologetic look. "Sorry, its kind of hectic here." Steve waved him off. "No it's fine. So these are your siblings?" Steve asked.
Bucky nodded. "Yeah, this is Julia, that's Becca and Jack. And the little man sleeping over here is Luke." Bucky said, indicating to each child with a smile.
The one in his lap, Julia, looked at Steve with big blue eyes. Apparently the Barnes genes were strong, all of the children (Bucky included) looked incredibly similar. Dark brown hair, pale skin and grey blue eyes. Their bone structure was similar as well.
"We were just about to have lunch, would you like to join us?" Bucky asked.
And that's how Steve found himself eating mac n cheese at Bucky Barnes' house.
He sat in between Becca and Jack, watching Bucky feed Luke who was in his highchair. Julia was messily shoving food into her mouth, or, attempting to.
Steve smiled as he listened to the children chatter, being an only child it was always quite in his house. Steve used to long for a sibling when he was younger, until he met Sam in the third grade.
Steve smiled at the memory of that day, Brock Rumlow was picking on him, shoving him around until Sam stepped in and socked Brock in the face. They've been best friends ever since.
After lunch Bucky put the two younger kids down for a nap, and let Jack and Becca watch tv.
They settled down at the dining table to study.
Bucky said he wanted to get as much done as they could today, seeing as his schedule is jam packed. Steve agreed, telling him he was free all day, and didn't mind staying late.
As the hours went by they'd made quite a bit of progress on their assignment.
Before he knew it, it was 8:00 at night, the kids were asleep and Steve and Bucky had moved to the couch.
"I gotta take a break, I'm falling asleep over here." Steve said, rubbing his eyes.
"Yeah me too. I could make some coffee, help us stay awake." Bucky suggested.
"Coffee sounds great right now." Steve agreed. Bucky got up and headed to the kitchen, Steve following behind.
Steve leaned against the counter, watching Bucky grab two mugs from the cupboards. He smiled at the way Bucky had to stand on his tippy toes, admiring the stretch of his back, the ways his dark jeans hugged his behind.
Bucky really did look good in black, the dark color complimenting his fair skin and vibrant eyes.
When Bucky turned around he raised an eyebrow at Steve, who blushed, being caught staring.
Bucky chuckled at the blondes rosy cheeks.
"Bucky? I wanted to apologize for the other day." Bucky gave him a confused look.
"Why? You weren't the one interrogating me." Bucky said, his voice soft, quite.
Steve looked down ashamed. "Actually, I asked Natasha to do that- well not exactly. I mean, I did ask her to question you. I should have stopped her when I realized how uncomfortable you were getting." Steve stumbled through his explanation.
Bucky just stared at him for a moment, the sound of the coffee brewing in the background.
"Why would you ask her to do that? Why are you so interested in my life?" Bucky said, he didn't sound angry, but he didn't exactly sound happy either.
"When we got partnered together, I thought you were trying to blow me off, get me to do all of the work. I know that wasn't the case now, and I'm sorry for not trusting you.
"As for me being interested in your life? I was hoping we could be friends." As Steve spoke he started moving closer to Bucky, now standing right in front of him.
Neither said anything, just staring at each other. Steve could seeing Bucky's chest rise with each deep breathe, his eyes flicked down to Steve's lips, then back up to his eyes.
They moved at the same time, Steve grabbing Bucky's hips and lifting, as Bucky jumped locking his legs around Steve's waist.
Steve walked forward, pressing Bucky's back into the fridge. Bucky's hands wound through Steve's hair as they kissed, it was fast and insistent.
Steve carried him out of the kitchen and up the stairs, their lips never leaving the others.
When he got to Bucky's room Steve laid him down on the bed, he pulled off his shirt, then leaned down to help Bucky with his.
Hesitating when he saw the look on Bucky's face, his eyes were wide, and he was breathing fast.
"Hey, Buck are you okay with this?" Steve asked, cupping Bucky's cheeks in his hands.
Bucky nodded. "Yeah I'm okay." The Omega
whispered.
Steve stared at him for a minute. "If you wanna stop just tell me, anytime okay?" Steve asked.
Bucky nodded, he sat up and started pulling his shirt up, eyes never leaving Steve's.
Steve was entranced by this beautiful Omega, Bucky's scent had only gotten sweeter and Steve couldn't get enough of it.
Steve reached out to unbutton Bucky's pants, making sure to keep eye contact.
When they were both undressed Steve leaned in to kiss Bucky, slow and gentle. He didn't wanna rush this, wanted to make sure Bucky was okay, comfortable with what was happening.
Steve was so wasted on the Omega's scent that using a condom just slipped his mind.
He was so lost in the moment he couldn't even think of the repercussions this night would cause.
_-_-_-_
Bucky
Bucky was currently dealing with a crying baby when he heard a knock on his door.
Julia was screaming because Luke grabbed her toy giraffe, she then proceeded to yank it back making Luke fall on his face, hence the crying baby.
"Julesy, please stop. Just go play with your giraffe, okay?" Bucky said.
She stopped screaming and nodded, though she didn't look happy about it.
Bucky made his way to the door with Luke on his hip, opening it to reveal Steve Rogers.
It's not that Bucky forgot he was coming over, it's just that he'd been so distracted by the kids today that it just slipped his mind.
Luke had calmed down some, hiding his face in Bucky's neck, breathing in the Omega's scent. His cries had dimmed to whimpers.
"Hi, Steve. Come in." Bucky said, stepping aside to let Steve enter.
He watched as Steve took in the house. he tried to clean up a little, but his morning was hectic and he only managed to clean the dishes and pick up a few toys.
Bucky started bouncing Luke, in an attempt to soothe the baby, kissing him on the forehead.
After a few minutes Luke had fallen asleep, head resting on Bucky's shoulder.
Bucky raised his gaze to find Steve looking back at him, a small smile on the Alpha's face.
He motioned for Steve to follow him into the living room, after laying the baby down in his play pen he took a seat on the couch next to Steve, who sat on his left.
"Hey, how's it goin-" Steve was cut of by Becca, Jack and Julia running into the room.
Julesy climbed onto his lap, settling in contentedly. Jack and Becca sat on the floor to play pretend with some stuffed animals.
Bucky looked over to Steve apologetically. "Sorry, it's kind of hectic here." Bucky said.
Steve waved him off. "No it's fine. So these are your siblings?" Steve asked, Bucky nodded introducing Steve to the kids.
Bucky asked if Steve wanted to join them for lunch, so they all sat at the table, Bucky spoon feeding Luke in his highchair.
After lunch Bucky put the two youngest kids down for a nap, he let Jack and Becca watch tv while he and Steve studied at the dining table.
The day flew by and before he knew it, it was 8:00 at night. Steve and Bucky had moved to the couch about an hour ago.
Steve said he needed a break because he was getting tired, so Bucky suggested making some coffee.
When Bucky turned around from grabbing two coffee cups he caught Steve looking at his butt, he raised an eyebrow, chuckling when Steve's face turned bright red.
"Bucky? I wanted to apologize for the other day." Bucky gave him a confused look.
"Why? You weren't the one interrogating me." Bucky said, his voice soft, quite.
Steve looked down ashamed. "Actually, I asked Natasha to do that- well not exactly. I mean, I did ask her to question you. I should have stopped her when I realized how uncomfortable you were getting." Steve stumbled through his explanation.
Bucky just stared at him for a moment, the sound of the coffee brewing in the background. "Why would you ask her to do that? Why are you so interested in my life?"
Bucky asked, he couldn't understand Steve, first he wants to be friends then he has his friend interrogate him? It didn't make sense.
"When we got partnered together, I thought you were trying to blow me off, get me to do all of the work. I know that wasn't the case now, and I'm sorry for not trusting you.
"As for me being interested in your life? I was hoping we could be friends." As Steve spoke he started moving closer to Bucky, now standing right in front of him.
Bucky's chest rose with each deep breathe he took in. Steve's scent was intoxicating this close.
Neither said anything, just stared at each other. Bucky's gaze lowered to Steve's lips.
He had noticed how attractive the Alpha was, it was hard not too. But Steve and Bucky lived in two very different worlds, so he pushed that attraction to the back of his mind.
But when Bucky jumped and Steve grabbed, he let impulse take over for once in his life.
When Steve pressed him against the fridge Bucky tangled his hands in Steve's sunshine hair.
Steve smelt so good, and the Omega wanted.
Steve walked them upstairs, holding Bucky effortlessly. He made it to Bucky's room, his door being the only one opened.
Being laid down on the bed, Bucky watched Steve take his shirt off. He was suddenly hit with how real this was, he tried to stay calm, not wanting to freak Steve out and ruin this.
"Hey, Buck are you okay with this?" Steve asked, cupping Bucky's cheeks in his hands.
Bucky nodded, he needed to relax. "Yeah I'm okay." Bucky whispered, he didn't want Steve to know he was virgin.
Didn't want to risk Steve changing his mind and realizing that Steve was out of his league.
Steve stared at him for a minute. "If you wanna stop just tell me, anytime okay?" Steve asked.
Bucky nodded, he sat up slowly and started pulling his shirt off, eyes never leaving Steve's.
Steve's eyes were so kind, he was entranced by bright blue.
encapsulated in the Alpha's scent, Bucky let his instincts take over.
When Steve kissed him again, this time gentle and kind, all the repercussions this night could bring didn't matter.
Because Bucky never gets what he wants, and for once in his life he was putting himself first.