Surprise
There was a knock on his door, Steve walks over to look in the peep hole.
It was Bucky, the omega he'd recently started dating. They'd only been dating for two months but Steve really liked him. He was sweet, shy, sarcastic when you got him to open up. He was one of the most beautiful omegas Steve had scene, had these amazing blue grey eyes, short dark brown hair and the kindest smile.
Steve unlocked the deadbolt and opened the door with a grin.
"Hey Buck, what're ya doing here?" He said. Bucky looked hesitant, his scent was sour with nerves and he couldn't meet Steve's eyes.
"Steve I-" Bucky stopped, then tried again. "I'm, um. I'm pregnant." He finally looked up, eyes wide.
Steve stood there, shocked. "Are- are you sure? I mean- we used protection." Steve was panicking. This couldn't be happening he and Bucky have only been dating for a couple months. "I'm sure, Steve. I went to the doctor today. I'm three weeks along." He said.
Steve was trying to figure all of this out. He was gonna be a dad, someone's father.
"Okay, uhh. Alright. So... what do we do now?" Steve asked.
Bucky sighed. "I want to keep it. I'm not sure what that means for us, I really like you Steve and I would like to keep seeing you. What do you- what do you think about that?" He looked so nervous, so hopeful.
Steve grabbed his hand. "I'm still processing this, but I think- I would like that. You make me really happy Bucky, I know we haven't been together very long, and this baby was definitely a surprise. But, I wanna be there for you, and the baby." Steve brought his hand up to cup the omegas cheek. He leaned down to kiss Bucky, just a gentle kiss. To show him that he cared. That he wasn't alone. Making him a promise to be there for him and there child.
A promise he didn't know he would break.
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Three months later
It has been three months since Bucky told Steve about the pregnancy, and things were going great.
Steve was starting to get really excited about the baby now that Bucky was starting to show. Just a small bump that could be hidden under his shirt, and his scent had started to change too. He was absolutely delectable.
Right now Steve was sitting in his art studio, currently working on a commissioned piece for a sweet elderly women named Rose. She requested a painting of her late husband who'd past not a year ago.
Steve was detailing the eyes when his phone rang, he set down his paint brush in a cup of water to soak and grabbed a rag off of his desk to wipe his hands, before answering his phone.
An unknown number.
"Hello?" He said.
"Yes, hi. Is this Steve Rogers?" A soft female voice spoke.
"Yes it is, may I ask who I'm speaking to?" He assumed it was a potential client.
"Hi my name is Sharon Carter, I was wondering if you could do a painting for my aunts 70th birthday?" She asked.
"I'm sure I could, when is her birthday?" He'd need time of course. "Not for another month. I have a picture of this beautiful river she used to take me to, and I just know she would love it so much. Do you think we could meet up somewhere to discuss it more?" Sharon asked.
So they made plans to meet at a little coffee shop not to far from Steve's apartment, in an hours time.
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Steve was waiting at a table in the coffee shop, when a small blonde girl approached him, she was very beautiful and smelled quite nice for a beta.
Her smile was bright as she laid her hand on his shoulder.
"Hi, I'm Sharon." She spoke.
"Hi, um I'm Steve, it's nice to meet you."
He stuck out his hand like an awkward dope.
She giggled and took his hand in hers. He motioned for her to sit. "I wasn't sure what you liked so I just ordered you a chamomile tea." He blushed.
She smiled at him. "Tea is fine, thank you. So um we should talk business." She reached into her purse and pulled out a small picture. "I know it isn't very big, but I was hoping you could paint this for me?" She handed him the picture.
It showed a beautiful river spot, with a small blonde child and an elderly brunette, despite her age the women was gorgeous with vibrant red lips. As Steve looked at the picture longer he realized the child was Sharon, she was very adorable.
"I think I could work with this. When is your aunts birthday exactly?" He asked.
"April 9th. I know it's soon but everyone has told me your art is quite amazing. I only want the best for my aunt Peggy." She spoke with a fond smile.
Steve was gonna have to work hard to get this piece done seeing he has been quite busy, and the picture is very detailed. But he just couldn't say no to this beautiful women.
"Alright then, yeah, I can do this for you." He told her with a smile. He couldn't help but smile at her.
"Really that would be fantastic, thank you so-" she was cut off by her phone ringing. "Excuse me just a second? It's work." He waved her off with a smile.
She talked in hushed tones. After a few minutes she hung up. "I'm sorry, but I really have to be going. Thank you so much again." She told him as she started to pack away her bag and stand up. "It's not a problem miss Carter." He said.
"Oh please call me Sharon. Miss Carter is much to formal." She smiled as he walked with her to the door. "Alright, Sharon." He grinned.
"I do hope I see you soon Steve." She said as she started making her way down the street. She turned to smile at him, looking him up and down as she did. And then she was gone.
Steve decided to walk home, feeling happy.
There was just something about Sharon that intrigued him. He couldn't stop thinking about her smile, or her soft voice and sweet scent.
Then his phone vibrated in his pocket.
A text from Bucky.
Do you wanna get take out tonight? Or should I cook dinner?
Guilt flooded him. He was dating Bucky, he couldn't be thinking about other people that way. Yes Sharon was beautiful and sweet but he was dating Bucky. And Bucky was amazing, he was also pregnant. He was carrying Steve's baby, giving Steve the most precious gift he could.
Take out sounds fine.
He replied.
Steve made a promise to himself that he would be there for Bucky and there baby. So he shook thoughts of the sweet blonde beta from his head, and made his way home.