Chapter 3
“There isn’t much to say about me,” Bucky bit his lip as he stared down at Alice. “I’m the opposite of you, I guess? You represent goodness and are what every alpha should be. I’m the omega who has made every bad choice known to man.”
Steve frowned and put his hand on Bucky’s shoulder. “Do not talk about yourself like that. There is nothing better in this world than a mother.”
Bucky sighed. “Not really. I was the omega that every mom didn’t want their son to be around. I was the one that got pregnant at 16, had to drop out of school and had a shitty life because of it.”
Steve frowned and put his arm around Bucky’s shoulder to comfort him. “Bucky…”
“It’s not like I was some whore, okay?” Bucky bit his lip. “I didn’t sleep around. I was with my boyfriend and decided to lose my virginity to him. We did it outside my heat so we thought we didn’t need protection. But, lucky me, I am part of the one percent that conceived outside of a heat.”
“Hey,” Steve pulled Bucky closer to him.
Bucky pulled back and wiped at his eyes. “Why am I even telling you all this?”
“You can tell me whatever you feel comfortable with,” Steve said softly. “So, um, to go on a lighter note, what do you do for work?”
“I got fired for missing too many days when I was pregnant with Alice,” Bucky grumbled. “Never found another job.”
“Oh…” Steve frowned. “I’m kinda messing this up, huh?”
Bucky shook his head. “You are fine. I’m just a screwed up omega like I said.”
“I don’t think you are screwed up,” Steve said.
“Steve, did you not hear everything I said? I have nothing going for me but my kids,” Bucky sighed. “My boyfriend won’t even mate me.”
“That’s because he’s a moron,” Steve shook his head. “A beautiful kind omega who is a fantastic mother. What more can an alpha want?”
Bucky laughed softly. “You don’t even know me.”
“I’ve watched you with your kids,” Steve shrugged.
“For like two seconds,” Bucky giggled.
“Maybe I just have a good read on people,” Steve grinned.
Bucky rolled his eyes and smiled down at Alice. She had finished suckling on her ice cube and was cuddled against Bucky and mouthing at his shirt. “I know. You want a little snack. It’s okay,” Bucky cooed. He lifted his shirt and allowed her to latch onto a nipple. He glanced up at Steve who was staring at him with wide eyes. “Oh shit, I’m sorry. I didn’t think… I just…”
“No, it’s fine,” Steve quickly averted his gaze. “I didn’t mean to stare like a weirdo. It’s perfectly fine to feed your child. Well, I mean obviously. You don’t need my permission or anything.” He groaned and ran a hand over his face. “I’m sorry for being so awkward. I’m not used to having people around.”
“You? Mr. Captain America who is surrounded by the Avengers all the time,” Bucky laughed. “Not to mention probably all the omegas that throw themselves at you.”
Steve shook his head and blushed. “I, uh, I work with the Avengers and they mean a lot to me, but they all have their own friends, families, lives. Everyone I knew and loved is gone.” He paused for a second and his eyes widened with horror. “Oh sorry. I didn’t mean to get so dark. Forget I said that.”
“Guess we are just two awkward loners, huh?” Bucky smiled softly at him.
“Well sorta,” Steve smiled, still looking away from Bucky. “You have your two little ones.”
“Yeah, but it’s nice to talk to an adult sometimes,” Bucky smiled. “Although I’m shocked a little that you are a loner. I would picture you to be mated with a bunch of kids.”
Steve shook his head. “Never found the right omega. I thought I did. And then I froze and woke up to this whole different time. And I’ve resigned myself to just being unmated and childless.”
“Why?” Bucky asked.
“Well, I’m a man out of time. I’m not exactly what omegas want,” Steve shrugged.
“I think a lot of omegas would gladly mate you and have your babies,” Bucky smiled. “What omega wouldn’t want to have Captain America’s babies?”
“Well, I would want them to have Steve Rogers’ babies, not Captain America’s,” Steve responded.
“Okay, well then what omega wouldn’t want to have Steve Rogers’ babies?” Bucky asked. “You can look at me again, she’s done nursing.” He readjusted his top and lightly patted Alice’s back to burp her.
“She’s really adorable,” Steve lightly touched the bottom of her foot after he finally turned to look at them again.
“She’s my sweet princess,” Bucky smiled softly. “I should be getting to bed. Thanks for, well, everything.” He leaned over and kissed Steve on the cheek. “I’ll see you in the morning.”
Bucky climbed back into the bed and placed Alice next to him. He stared up at the ceiling as a million thoughts swirled around in his head. Why did he tell Steve all of that? He didn’t even know Steve. He knew about Captain America, everyone did. But he didn’t actually know the guy. He pretty much told him his entire life story. That was a little excessive.
And also, were they flirting a little? Steve called him beautiful. He put his arm around him. Was he hitting on him? Bucky wouldn’t mind it. An alpha like Steve Rogers being interested in him is a huge compliment. But Bucky had Brock. Nothing can come of this. It’s not like Steve would truly be interested in him after he got to know him. He probably just sees him as a quick fuck.
Quick fuck. That’s probably why he’s doing this. No matter what Steve says, an alpha is an alpha. Steve probably is being all nice to get Bucky all soft so he would spread his legs for him. Then after Steve got what he wanted, he would leave. Then Brock really wouldn’t want Bucky again. Who would want a used up omega? Steve wouldn’t. Which is why he would only want Bucky for a fuck and nothing more.
But why did Steve have to smell so good and feel so right?