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1979, New York City, New York
Bucky Barnes had never remembered a time where he felt so uncomfortable yet so excited. He looked like shit, his ankles were swollen, and his hormones were out of control, but in just two months his life was going to change forever. Well, not just his life, but the life of his Alpha as well.
In the two years since he and Steve had been together they had watched their relationship grow and flourish. He had been so proud of everything they had accomplished, the large Alpha had stayed sober and become a quite successful musician, whiles staying true to himself and his ideologies.
Bucky, on the other hand, had been hard at work on PlayAlpha, having continued modeling for it and even taking a more editorial position, having a vision of how he wanted it to be ran.
Needless to say it had been a busy two years and he couldn't be happier, but almost a year ago, something had thrown a wrench into their hedonistic lifestyle.
Bucky had gotten pregnant, this time for real.
He had been terrified when he had gotten the news from Bruce, thinking his lover was going to pick up and leave as soon as he got the news. Steve didn't want children, he didn't want to be domestic, didn't want to be tied down. But, that was the old Steve, while he was still that punk, he was a punk committed to him, and when he found out the news, though rather shocked he had been happy.
Well, Bucky thought he had been happy. He said he was happy! He didn't ask for him to get an abortion or run away or anything...
So now he was seven months pregnant, feeling like a complete whale, taking a break from work, and ready to pop this pup out!
Well, as it turned out, after his last checkup, it wasn't just a pup, but pups. He was having twins, something he hadn't gotten a chance to tell his Alpha yet.
Today they were having a baby shower for him. His sister was flying in to see him and the girls from the magazine, along with Brock, were all there to celebrate. The Omega punk was actually first to arrive, wanting to help setup. It made sense, Brock was good to him, they had a close bond, hell, they had even fucked more than a few times.
"I'm so glad you're here!" Bucky squealed, resting his hands on his engorged stomach as he led the other Omega in. "Oh my stars, I have news and I have to tell someone! Please tell me you can keep a secret, even it its only for a little bit?"
"Are you kidding me? I'm great with secrets. I've never told a soul that Jack farts during sex sometimes" Brock shrugged and put down the gift he and his mate had bought for the pup. It was a little onesie that said I'm gonna be a hippie when I grow up, and they'd bought it for the sole purpose of pissing Steve off. Brock thought it was hilarious (but he'd also bought a pair of very tiny, very adorable black boots for the pup too).
Bucky really was huge right now, which kind of concerned Brock. One of the (many) reasons he didn't want kids was that Omega reproductive rights were vile. There was constantly lack of funding for the obstetrics departments of hospitals, and Brock had seen several of the Omegas from his mother's social circle either die or get affected for the rest of their life simply because the ob/gyn was a dickhead Alpha who didn't know what they were doing. If Bucky's pup came out too early, it'd be in danger.
But he couldn't think about that right now. Brock was trying this new thing of being positive. At least around this - it had only been too hard not to openly criticize his friends for deciding to keep the pup in the first place. And now that the damage was done and the pup was well on its way, it would only make Bucky sad if one of his best friends was being a dick about it.
Even if it meant Bucky didn't want to fool around with him anymore now that he was huge. It was one of the better things of the two couples being so close - their Alphas didn't mind if the two Omegas had their fun once in a while. What else was there to do those nights after shows when Jack and Steve competed on who could drink themselves fastest into oblivion?
"So what's the secret?" Brock asked, curious now?
Bucky wanted to comment about Jack but decided to stay mum. You know what, it wasn't like Steve didn't do weird things in bed.
Well, that was beside the point, he wanted to tell someone the news he had gotten today.
"It's really two things" the brunette started to say, moving to play with a curl. "Um, the first is, my big sister is coming into town today for the baby shower and Steve had never met her before. She's kinda...well...she's a country Alpha so she's a bit...overprotective and traditional. She means well but she can be a bit...much" he admitted with a sigh. "I was going to tell Steve, but I didn't want him to fret over her arrival or nothin'. You know how he can get" he said, before deciding to drop the bombshell.
"As for the other thing...well..." The Omega moved to rest his hands on his large stomach. "Well, I went for my checkup with Doctor Banner and he was concerned why I was getting as big as a barn house. So...he ran a few more tests...did another ultrasound and...we found out why" he said, biting his lower lip. "Um...Brock...I'm having twins" he said, before a big smile crossed his painted lips. "One pup was hiding behind the other! I couldn't believe it! I... I haven't told Stevie yet..."
Brock's eyes grew wide. The sister thing didn't bother him so much - she'd learn how their friend group functioned sooner or later, or else Brock had no issue putting yet another Alpha in place - but twins. That was twice as many pups.
Realizing he was staring with his mouth open, Brock tried to compose himself. He was shocked, there was no denying it. Not that he doubted that Steve was fertile enough to put a litter in his Omega, but it was more the fact that besides Sam and Riley, Brock had somehow thought their rag-tag group wouldn't be made larger by pups. And now two were coming so quickly.
But Bucky looked happy. Nervous, of course, but happy. It softened the other 's heart. He swept away some loose hair falling from his messy death hawk and released some tension in his shoulder. When Brock reached for Bucky's hands, his friend hurried to take them.
"That's...do you want this? Because if you do, I'm over the moon for you" Brock said, and he said it very softly. These two years and forged their friendship stronger, and it had brought an understanding between their differences that Brock had never had the privilege of experiencing with someone. So, he put his own thoughts aside and put his sole focus on the person who mattered the most - Bucky.
"I'm...surprised" Bucky said, squeezing Brock's hands and moving closer to the other Omega, wanting the comfort he could provide. Sometimes you just needed another Omega to feel safe. "I'm happy, just...a little worried. I'm not concerned about money, we'll be fine, but it means more work for Stevie and I. I'm gonna have to get another crib, we'll have to buy double of everything, and think of another name" he said, taking in a deep breath. "I just...I hope Steve will be okay with it. I know he has always been hesitant about pups" he admitted softly, looking down at the ground.
"I was going to surprise him at the party. Bruce says both pups are healthy and growing well” he said, before remembering something, he reached into his purse and pulled out a picture. "Here they are...I love them both so much already" he admitted, starting to tear up. Damn hormones.
Brock couldn't help but think about his own mother when he saw Bucky already brimming with love for his children. His mother who had never even tried to contact him after he left. The Omega had to pinch his leg through one of the holes in his tattered jeans not to let any tears rise up - he hated crying, and it would ruin his makeup anyway. He wore dark red today, smudged around his eyes into a sort of punk demonic look he figured would scare kids and thus be perfect at a baby shower.
"Of course you do" Brock said firmly and clutched onto Bucky's hand in a protective manner. "To hell with Steve. He put those pups in you, he's gonna have to love them coming out. That's the price of sticking your dick anywhere. If he didn't want anything to catch, he should've worn a fucking condom" Brock grumbled. Not that he ever wanted pups, but Brock would break the balls of any Alpha that tried to walk out on a friend of his having their babies.
That wasn't who Steve was though. Brock wasn't worried about that, but he wasn't so sure the Alpha wouldn't say something stupid about the news.
Bucky smiled and let go of Brock’s hand so he could hug him instead, going so far as to press a kiss to his temple.
"You're the best, I don't know what I'd do without you" he said earnestly, wiping some tears away as he detangled himself from the punk Omega.
Sniffling a bit he rubbed his eyes and clapped his hands together.
"Would you mind helping me finish setting up? Steve went to go pick up the cupcakes from the bakery and I promised him I wouldn't try to get on any chairs to hang any banners or what not" he said, before giggling. "I'd probably break whatever chair I'd try to stand on anyways, I'm a whale" the brunette lamented with a sigh. It had been difficult gaining so much weight. After years of modelling, it was hard to look in the mirror and see a bloated thing looking back at him. He felt disgusting, unattractive, and he hoped that would go away when the pups were born.
Brock nosed along Bucky's stomach and purred to make him feel better, then smiled and kissed the bump. "Sure. I'll grab those swirly things over there" he promised.
Meanwhile, Steve stood a few blocks away with a huge box of cupcakes in his hands. They were all in extremely happy colors, and the Alpha just blinked down at them. It felt as if they were screaming at him.
"Are they for a baby shower?" the cheerful woman behind the counter asked as she rung him up. Steve woke up from his little cupcake trance.
"Hmm? Oh, yeah. My mate is having a pup" he said a little distractedly. The other patrons in the bakery looked at him like they were looking at a fox who snuck into the hen house. The spikes on his shoulders had already made an older man walk a ridiculously wide circle around him.
"And you are too then" the woman smiled widely at him. Steve frowned, before he got it.
"Yeah. Right. Mmm, guess I am" he muttered. The cupcakes were heavy and he wanted to get out of there.
"Well congratulations then, dad" the woman joked with a wink and handed him his receipt. Steve took it, but just grunted in response. The moment she had said out loud that he was having a baby, the two ladies in the corner had started whispering heatedly. He knew what they were thinking. Who was he to have a kid?
Sometimes Steve wondered the same thing. Who was he to care for a pup? His line of work had him working well past midnight more often than not, and despite being sober from the drugs he still drank a lot more than he could do once the pup was out. What were they supposed to do when they played shows? Put earmuffs on the baby?
Steve sighed, shoulders sagging as he walked down the street. Things had been going so great for them lately, with the apartment they managed to get close to the venue, and the record deal they got with an independent label. They still had two songs left to record on that. And what time Steve didn't spend on stage or in the studio (or with Bucky) he spent in the homeless shelter they ran in the upstairs apartment from the venue and the next door building they were currently squatting in. It was little more than a warehouse, but with some love they'd turned that and their old apartment to a good place for young punks like themselves needing a safe place to stay.
But no one was going to argue that it was safe for a pup.
Or maybe the other bandmates would. Not Sam though. Riley had forbidden him from bringing their pup into the shelter, and Steve had no idea if Bucky intended to do the same.
It wasn't that he didn't want a future and a family with Bucky. But Steve wondered if that family would really want him when it all came to it.
The Alpha had to push those thoughts away, because they were making him sad. He had cupcakes to deliver, and a baby shower to get to. And he bet it would be...fun.
As people started showing up Bucky was at the door to greet them with a hug and a smile. It was quite the odd mix of people, punk rockers and models, but to him, it was just perfect. Brock had been standing close by in a protective stance and he appreciated it. Steve had called from a payphone and said he was on his way home.
"Look at you!" Wanda cried out with a squeal, going over to her friend and giving him a hug. "You're glowing! I'm so excited for you!" she cooed, smiling as she watched the alternative Omega hover in the background. It was almost like Brock was Bucky’s Omega mate.
"Thank you! Honestly, I feel less than beautiful right now. I look like I'm trying to smuggle two hams out of a market" he said with a sigh before managing a laugh.
"Oh hush, you're gorgeous and you know it" Wanda said with a smile. "So, your big sister is coming, I can't wait to meet her, is she bringing her Omega? What about your parents?"
Bucky nodded. "Yeah, I believe she's bringing her wife. I've only ever met Cas a handful of times but he is really sweet. As for my mama and daddy, they couldn't be here. Daddy got in an accident plowing the fields. He's okay but doctor don't want him traveling" he said before sighing. "I just hope Becca and Steve get along, she's a bit old fashioned" Bucky admitted.
They both laughed a little as Natasha and Clint came up and hugged him, putting some sparkly wrapped gifts on the table.
"Speaking of Steve, where is he?" Natasha asked.
"He's grabbing the food he should be back any second" Bucky said, looking out the window to see a rental car pulling up. "I think that’s Becca" he said, smiling as he waddled out the door and towards the Alpha getting out of the drivers wide.
"Big sister!" Bucky cooed, going up to hug the woman.
Becca laughed and hugged her brother back, trying hard not to squeeze. She Worked on the farm with her father so she had some muscle to her.
"Little brother" she said pulling back to look at him. "Well, not so little brother, you look like you're about ready to pops" he teased.
The resemblance between them were hard to ignore, even if Becca was tall and built and Bucky was a small thing stuck between his sister’s strong arms. They both had the kind of pretty chestnut hair that Brock would've ruined in a heartbeat with hairspray and malice, and there was even something deep in their scents that matched. Something sweet, like peaches. In Bucky, the sweetness had been enhanced in his Omega body and came out heady and alluring, and in Becca it was the perfect balance to her otherwise earthy, grounded scent.
And behind the Alpha came what must be her mate. A shy man in a perfect little get-up of a pair of tight, cream coloured pants that Brock would've ruined as well (there was an oil stain on his threadbare jeans that he didn't even know where he'd gotten it) and a modest, flowery shirt with ballooning sleeves and a bow at his throat. Or what did Bucky call those things - blouses? Brock didn't know. He supposed it was...cute.
At the very least, the Omega who wore it was. He gave a shy smile and handed over a big bouquet of pink and yellow flowers to Bucky, squeezing his legs together and balancing like that as he leaned around his Alpha. A blush that matched the pinkness of the flowers spread over his smooth cheeks.
"Congratulations Bucky. I can't believe you're so big! You're glowing" the Omega gasped with a happy little squeak.
Bucky smiled and moved to hug Cas, giving him a big squeeze.
"Oh oney, we hug in this family!" he cooed, giggling a bit when he pulled back. "And I don't feel like I'm glowing but I'll take the compliment" he added, looking at the flowers and trying to think of a place to put them.
"So, where is this Alpha of yours, Jamie, is he hiding from me?" Becca asked, laughing a little as she moved to take her mate's hand and give it a comforting squeeze. She knew how shy the Omega was.
"He's picking up the cupcakes for the party. He should be back any moment now, I know he's so excited to meet you" Bucky said, before looking back at Brock. "This is my friend, Brock, he's been helpin' out gettin' the party all set up" he said with a grin.
Becca raised a brow when she looked at the scruffy Omega. Honestly, she hadn't expected him to be an Omega until Bucky pointed it out.
"Nice to meet ya" she said, offering her hand. "I'm Becca and this is Cas, my mate" he said, motioning to the smaller man standing next to Bucky.
Brock looked at her hand, feeling that intense feeling he always got when made to greet a new Alpha. Despite this being Bucky's sister, and obviously someone he was supposed to trust, Brock always felt as if he needed to go full hedgehog mode just to test out how the Alpha would react. And to protect himself, of course. Brock only trusted Alphas as far as he could throw them, and he couldn't throw any of them.
Run headfirst into their stomachs though, that he could do. That was how Jack first found out not to ruffle his hair.
"Brock" the Omega said with a fair bit of spite putting a sting to his words then, straightening his back and taking Becca's hand in a sturdy, not very Omega-like grip to shake it. Then, instead of settling with Becca's introduction of her mate, Brock pointedly walked a step around her and stuck his hand out to Cas. "Nice to meet you" he said, raising a brow to show he expected the Omega to shake his hand too.
Cas looked at Becca with big eyes, and then back at this strange Omega. The raggedly clad boy was obviously bonded, which showed from the proud way he let his t-shirt hang off his shoulder to show off his bitemark, but unlike Cas he didn't smell like his Alpha. They must not have scent-marked him. Or put a collar on him. Cas swallowed and blinked shyly. He did like that Brock wanted to greet him properly, but he also didn't want his Alpha to think she did a bad job at introducing him. So, Cas meekly cleared his throat and then stuck out his hand too. Instead of taking a sturdy hold of Brock's own hand, the Omega grabbed onto Brock's pinky and squeezed it gently, then pulled back.
"Hello" he squeaked, tucking himself further into Becca's side.
Becca smiled and pressed a kiss to the top of Cas' head.
"It's okay, Darlin'" she said with a friendly smile, resting her hand on his back as she turned to look back at Brock. "Sorry, he's a little shy and this is his first time outta Indiana"
"Oh! If I would have known that I would have taken yall on a tour of New York!" Bucky cried out. "Well, maybe after I pop, I can't get around so good right now" he said with a sigh. "Well, enough of all that, come on in and get comfortable, you’re staying with us so put your bags down and join the party. Steve should be here any minute” he said, starting to worry it was taking his mate so long to get back.
Becca nodded her head and started to grab the bags, gesturing for Cas to follow behind her.
Steve was juggling the cupcakes and a pile of pizzas too - Bucky had told him his sister needed to try proper New York pizza now that she was visiting. Still pondering what the lady in the store had said, he almost tipped out the box of cupcakes when he started backing in through the door and it suddenly opened inwards.
"Oh!" he let out, stumbling in when he lost his footing for a second. With some quick shifting of the weight in his hands, Steve managed to regain his balance. "Shit, sorry. I was in my own head there for a second" the Alpha apologetically chuckled and looked down. Below him was a short Omega in such proper clothing he looked like he was gonna march his little butt off to church - and he was blushing as if Steve had just said some terrible profanity.
"I-I'm sorry sir, I didn't mean to make you trip. I just saw you out of the window and thought you might need help..." the Omega mumbled out with a shy smile.
Steve almost laughed out loud at being called 'sir' - it wasn't exactly every day that happened. Steve may be Alpha, but he sure didn't inspire respect in Omegas. Not that kind of respect anyway. But then he put two and two together and swallowed down the laughter, figuring this guy would probably think it rude.
"You must be Casper. I'm Steve" the Alpha said with a kinder smile and hurried to put down the food so he could put his hand out. The Omega's blush only seemed to deepen and he just kind of...stared...at Steve's hand.
"Cas. V-very nice to meet you" the Omega answered in his bright, soft voice, not touching Steve.
At that time Bucky waddled outside, raising a brow when he saw Steve standing next tor Cas, extending his hand in greetings, the Omega hesitating to take it. He couldn't help but sigh. He loved his sister and his brother-in-law but he wasn't about to say he agreed with some of their more traditional ideologies. He knew Becca didn't approve of what he did for a career and how he lived his life, but, they had tried to keep it civil so it wouldn't destroy their relationship.
Letting out a sigh he managed to go over to Cas and shake his hand, watching as the Omega blushed shyly.
"He don't bite, I promise. I trained him to stop doing that" he said with a giggle, getting a small nod from the other Omega.
He then turned his attention to Steve.
"Where the hell have you been? I thought someone had stabbed you" he teased, watching as Becca came out and checked on her mate, before grabbing some of the food from Steve. "Brock was so close to just whisking me away" he added, his voice still teasing as he leaned over and pressed a kiss to his mate's lips.
"No one's stabbed me in years" Steve joked and bent down to kiss his mate on the top of his head. His thigh still wore that scar, but Bucky liked him a little scarred and nicked. Said it was sexy.
Steve reached down to give the bump a quick little pat, mouthing 'hi pup' at it before nodding to Brock in a greeting. Whenever Steve wasn't there for Bucky, Brock usually was. It had been a blessing to see them not only get along, but actually become really close. They even had a private nest where their Alphas weren't allowed in. It was good for them - it helped Brock with his general edginess and brought Bucky back to earth when he spiralled from stress and wanted to go buy furs or something else he imagined would help. Steve didn't think for one second Brock wouldn't whish Bucky away if he had to. The Alpha didn't mind.
Becca raised a brow as she looked at the blond. Her father had described the Alpha to her but she hadn't been expecting this.
"So, you're Steve, huh?" Becca said, looking him up and down. "Becca" she said, offering her hand.
The sight of the other Alpha had Steve squaring up. Not on purpose, but his mate's sister just had the kind of vibe that made his own instincts act up. They weren't exactly...alike. Bucky might be wearing a collar but he was also wearing whatever the hell he wanted besides that. Becca's Omega looked like he wore only what she told him to, and nothing that could be considered revealing.
Still, he had promised to be polite.
"I am. Baby daddy and all of that" Steve said and took a firm hold of her hand, shaking it with a sturdy movement. It was the kind of handshake that showed his strength, but he hoped Bucky didn't notice him flexing like that.
Becca looked down at his hand and after a firm shake, she let go.
"Nice to meet you, I've heard a lot about ya from our parents, mostly that my little brother was having a pup outta wedlock" she said, not sounding all too pleased about that, earning a sigh from Bucky.
"Becca" the brunette said with a frown. "That is up to both of us and we ain't worried about marriage, so let's just drop it now" he said, trying not to snap at her. She was going to be staying with them for a week, he didn't want to make the stay tense...well more tense than it already was.
Becca held up her hands.
"You're right, I apologize" she said, before turning to her little brother. "C'mon, you should be inside and not on your feet. You look like you're about to topple over" she said, motioning for the Omega to waddle back into the apartment.
Bucky just nodded.
"We all should be inside, it's warm out here, and I'm starving" he said, giving Becca one more warning look before making his way into the apartment where the party had already started.
Steve would've loved to put in his two cents on the discussion on marriage, but the other Alpha had put up her hands in a way that obviously ended discussions in her household. So all he was left with was to seethe and follow the others. With Bucky's slow waddle it wasn't hard to catch up with him.
As they were all moving in, Becca couldn't help but purse her lips when she saw some of the walls were decorated with the PlayAlpha covers her brother had been on, blown up to poster size.
Cas noticed his mate making her disapproving face and carefully weaved his hand through Becca's. The pictures were most definitely on the raunchy side - there was one cover picture with Bucky standing in a stable with nothing but cowboy boots and a wide hat to cover his private parts. Cas eyes went wide too. There wasn't much of this from where he came from, and even though he himself would never dare to put on an outfit like that, he also didn't want the two siblings to fight. The car ride up had been spent partly discussing Bucky's life choices, and it was clear to Cas that Becca didn't approve of several of them.
Before Becca could comment on them, Cas chirped up. "Oh these are artsy. It must be exciting being a model" the Omega quickly smiled, hoping it might put the lid on any snarky comment his Alpha might have. It was naive thinking.
Bucky smiled a bit and put a hand on his bump. He couldn't wait to get these pups out so he could pick up on work again.
"It is fun! I’ve had so many opportunities thanks to my work, heck, I even met Steve while I was working” he said, looking back at his mate and flashing a warm smile.
"And where was that exactly? Becca asked, frowning when she looked at a cover that had her little brother in a PlayAlpha bunny suit bent over, pretending to present.
"Studio 54. I was there for my birthday and Steve was there to...well...he was there to make my night much more interesting" Bucky said with a giggle, shaking his head as he thought back to their first meeting. He wouldn't trade that night for anything in the world.
Becca sighed, her eyes narrowing a bit when she saw the Playmate of the year cover, along with such promised articles as: 'Bucky Barnes turn on and offs', 'Bucky Barnes tips for best sex as an Omega', and 'Why Alphas should enjoy eating out'. It was disgusting! She couldn't believe this was what her brother was doing with his life. On top of that he was also mated to some scary criminal and knocked up with his pups!
"You think it's wise to decorate your house with this stuff? Doesn't it send the wrong message? I mean...you're taken right?" Becca asked, looking between bucky and Steve.
Bucky sighed and fought back an eye roll.
"I'm displaying my work in my own home, I don't see the problem, I'm proud of what I do. As for being taken, I am, I only sleep with my Stevie. And well...sometimes Brock but you know..."
"James" Becca growled, pinching the bridge of her nose. "I don't need to hear about your depraved sex life. I can only hope that maybe when the pup is born you will put this stuff in the psst, where it belongs. Mothers don't act like this."
"Yeah well mothers usually acts like dicks, so why's that a good role model for you?" Brock sourly bit back from his reclined position on the couch where he laid biting on his black nails. Usually, he'd appreciate being called 'depraved', especially when in reference to his sex life - but this bitch clearly wanted Bucky to stay away from him, and Brock wasn't having it. "Omegas nest together, even moms. That's what we do, right?" Brock raised a brow at Becca’s mate who immediately turned red as a beet.
Before Cas could even begin to try and stammer out a response to the implication that he too might enjoy some one-on-one time with another Omega, Steve cut in. There was a good chance this was going to turn into a fight, and even though Steve didn't like Becca's tone, he didn't want his awfully pregnant mate upset right now.
"Hey, let's kick it down a notch, okay? I know you're an Alpha so you get worried about these things but let me help you with that" Steve said with a firm look at Becca. "First of all, Bucky can do what he wants with his friend. Me and Jack ain't about trying to chain them down, it's not gonna make them happy. Second of all, there's nothing wrong with putting up pictures on a wall. I like 'em. Besides, Bucky is having a pup - not a whole litter of them. I think we can handle that without having to uproot our lives here. I mean if we did, we wouldn't be having it, right?" Steve said with a meaning look at Bucky. At least that's what the Alpha hoped - this had been his lives for years now and he wasn't ready to...move to Indiana or whatever Becca thought would be good for them. Nope, they could get a pair of headphones for the pup so it could join in on the show, their friends could baby sit when Bucky was doing photoshoots, and things didn't have to change.
But the Omega didn't say something right away. And Brock gave him a weird look. Steve felt his self-esteem falter a little.
Bucky found himself biting his lower lip at the whole exchange. Of course he didn't agree with Becca, he had made that quite clear to her in the past, it was why this was the first time he was seeing here in nearly two years! But when Steve stepped in to defend him and made the comment about having a single pup, he knew he had to speak up. He had wanted to wait to tell him, but by now, everyone at the party was staring at him and someone had even shut the music off.
Taking in a deep breath he grabbed Steve's hands and placed them on his swollen stomach.
"Actually Stevie...um...that was somethin' I wanted to talk to you about... I was gonna do it later tonight but since everyone has decided to zero in on me now...I guess now is the time..." Bucky said, sounding nervous before a smile formed on painted lips. "I went to see Doctor Banner the other day because he was concerned I was gettin' as big as a the entire state of Indiana. He did an ultrasound and...um..." He moved to grab a photo he had framed, the photo from his ultrasound.
"And...he found that there was a pup hiding behind our first one. We're having twins" he said, hearing the room gasp and people start to clap.
Steve's mouth opened stupidly, because he knew he was supposed to say something. Anything, anything, right? But the sound of people reacting before him had him going mute, and then suddenly Becca as talking instead. The Alpha's head was spinning.
"Twins?" Becca said, her anger subsiding when she heard the news. "Buck...are you serious?"
"Yeah...I am... I couldn't believe it either but I couldn't be happier. I mean...just gotta move a few things around, buy a few extra things and we'll be all set."
"I'll help however I can. We can go get another crib tomorrow" Becca assured, moving to hug her little brother. "Twins, I thought I smelled something different with you!"
Twins. That was...definitely more than just the one pup. That was twice as many. Steve, still standing mute like an idiot, just stared into the air at the spot where Bucky had stood before his sister came to hug him. For some reason, his throat was dry and he felt strangely lightheaded.
I need a drink, his first thought was. His second, much more alarming, was I need a hit.
Swallowing to try and get rid of the dryness, the Alpha listened without hearing about talk of a crib or something, and met Brock's eyes. The Omega watched him carefully through smoky eyes, with a string of hair from his mohawk falling in front of his face as he stared. Even though they'd known each other for years, Steve had no idea what the look in Brock's eyes meant. It looked calculated, yet worried at the same time? Worried for what?
Maybe that Steve hadn't said anything in a full two minutes. Maybe that he was growing paler by the second. Brock had seen that look in him before, and it wasn't good. It was the same look he'd had when they found out they were about to get evicted in the middle of the New York winter, and it was the same kind of silence that was usually only broken by a plate, a straw and a line.
Then Brock broke the silence for him, because he had to say something. After all, he'd known. This wasn't news to him, and he'd already decided to support Bucky through it.
"We'll help too of course. Jack's taken up knitting - I bet he can make a cute blanket" the Omega smiled and ruffled Bucky's hair in a friendly manner. "Well he accidentally burned the last one, but I'll keep an eye on him" he promised.
Bucky looked at Steve as everyone came over to congratulate him and felt his heart start to sink. The man looked shocked, which was to be expected but there was something else in his eyes, something Bucky just couldn't place. Steve hadn't exactly been happy when he told him he was pregnant, he had been scared, thinking he wouldn't make a good father, but as time went on, he started to embrace the idea. Well, at least Bucky thought he had...
He bit his lower lip to hold back emotions and hugged his sister back, before looking at Brock.
"That would be wonderful! I still can't believe he got into knitting, and he's so good at it! Just proves you can't judge a book by its cover" the Omega said with a laugh. "And I appreciate all your help Brock, I really do, I couldn't have done this without all y’alls help."
"Twins!" Wanda cried out, hugging her friend. "Take it from me, a twin, twins are the best!" She cooed, placing her hand on the others stomach. "Though I am better than Pietro" she teased.
"They're going to be adorable!" Clint cried out, clasping his hands together. "Get them little matching outfits!"
Natasha nodded. "You're going to need a bigger stroller too, one of those double decker ones" she said with a smile.
Bucky just nodded and smiled, before looking at his mate.
"Cuddle Wolf...wanna come feel...they're kicking" he said softly, wanting to be near the man he loved.
The sound of his old nickname - the one he'd hated at first but come to like - had Steve snapping out of it. Blinking, he gave a weak smile and willed his stiff muscles to move forward. He pushed past the friends and family surrounding his pregnant mate and (relying a little on autopilot) he gently pulled Bucky closer, putting a hand to his swollen belly. They were indeed kicking in there - how they hadn't suspected there were twins before seemed strange now.
But then again, lots of things felt strange now.
"That's...great honey. Twins. Wow" Steve said meekly, still trying to keep up his smile. After all, it wasn't Bucky's fault. Steve loved Bucky above everything. But he'd never thought he'd make a good mate, and he still struggled with it along with his sobriety.
How could he ever hope to meet the bar of a family man, when the family was growing so big?
Bucky felt himself calm down a bit when he was pulled into an embrace, Steve's hands going to rest on his stomach.
"Guess we shoulda figured, huh? Things never work out the way we think they're gonna" he said with a soft laugh. "We can work on getting what we need and think of some more names. We still have a little time, not ready to pop just yet." The Omega added, leaning up to press a tender kiss to his mate's lips. "I love you so much, Stevie, thank you for giving me such a wonderful gift" he breathed out.
Everyone started clapping again and Wanda came up to him.
"Well, now that you shared that huge news with all of us how about we eat and open some gifts, huh? I want you to see what I got the pup! Gonna go have to get a second one though" she said with a wink.
"Food sounds amazing! Now I know why I've been hungrier than a bull, it's because I have two pups in me wanting something to snack on" Bucky giggled, allowing his friends to help him sit down, Becca going to get charged him a plate of food.
Steve trailed behind them like a shadow. Despite all the good food they had, he suddenly didn't feel very hungry. There was a weird lump in his throat that made it hard to swallow - it felt as if all of the doubt he'd had the last few months were suddenly doubled.
His focus was so bad he almost missed Cas trying to ask him a question. All he caught was the end of it.
"....to be a dad?"
"Hmm? Sorry" Steve murmured, feeling flustered. The Omega smiled and poked at his cake.
"Oh, I just asked if you're excited to be a dad" Cas repeated.
Steve meant to respond - he really did - but that lump in his throat started climbing its way up and all he was able to omit was this weird noise. Not for the first time in his life, Brock stepped in to save the moment. And as usual, he did it by first punching Steve really hard in the shoulder.
"Sure he is! Mega excited. He's already writing the little buggers songs in his head, I can just see it on him" Brock winked at the other Omega, somehow helping Steve get away with his blank stare.
"Really? I wish I could hear some. My Alpha won't let that kind of music in the house. It's probably for the best - she says it'll scare me - but still. It's exciting to have a brother-in-law who's in a band" Cas giggling into his cake, having placed it ever so delicately on his lap.
"It's supposed to scare you a little. Anger is an energy. Helps you get things done" Brock told Cas and shoved some cake of his own into his mouth. It was a good thing though; allowed Steve to sit there quietly staring at his own plate.
"That's clever!" Cas agreed, eyes going wide with wonder.
"That's Johnny Rotten" Brock winked. "From Sex Pistols" he clarified, which drew quite a cute blush from Cas.
"Oh" he squeaked.
They kept talking until Bucky called them all over to look at some kind of baby-container ("it's a bassinet honey") and Cas hurried over there. Before they could follow however, Brock punched him again in the shoulder in a way that was supposed to be discreet. It hurt like hell, is what it was.
"Dude, pull yourself together. You look like a sad Gene Simmons" Brock hissed at him with a warning look. "I get that you weren't expecting this but people are gonna notice. This day is for Bucky. Can you just keep it together for the rest of the party?"
Steve blinked at him. "Sorry" he managed to get out. It was a very meek sorry.
"Open some presents!" Clint cried out, giggling as he brought some brightly wrapped gifts over to his pregnant friend. "We're gonna have to get some extras of everything" he said, handing his friend his gift, urging him to open it up.
"Oh, we'll manage, just gives me an excuse to go shopping again." Bucky cooed, grabbing the pink bag and tearing the tissue paper out. When he saw what it was hiding he squealed, pulling out an adorable onesie. "It's adorable!" He cried out, holding up a tiny bee outfit to the group, getting a a collective 'awww' from the crowd. "I love it! Thank you so much! You gotta tell me where you got it so I can get a matching one!"
"Of course!" Clint cooed, smiling as he watched Steve and Brock come into the room.
"This is from Cas and I" Becca said with a smile, placing a large package on her brother's disappearing lap.
"Oh, thank you! You didn't have too, just seeing yall is a gift enough" Bucky pointed out, ripping open the paper and revealing a beautiful handmade wooden portable baby crib. "Oh! Becca! It's beautiful!" he cried out, tears welling in his eyes as he examined the piece. "Daddy help with this?" he asked, seeing his father had carved in the families initials.
"Yeah, he was sorry he couldn't be here, so Mama and I had him help with this project when he was feeling up for it. Guess I'll have to get to work on a second one" she said, watching as her brother examined the pillows in the wooden piece of furniture.
"Cas made those, sewed and stuffed them himself" Becca said proudly.
"They're beautiful, thank you Cas! You have a real talent!" the brunette said with a bright smile. "Stevie, look at this! Isn't it beautiful! We can have this out in the living room so one of the twins could rest in it and be out here with us" he said with a grin.
Steve, who had completely zoned out again, was ripped back to reality at the mention of twins again. Forcing himself to speak up to the room filled with people expecting him to say something, he smiled a weak smile and nodded. "Very cute" he said with a mouth filled with sand, trying to echo the way the rest of the guest talked.
The way he said it had Brock giving him a strange look - Steve rarely used the word cute unless it was to describe Bucky's ass as he was grabbing it.
But Steve had mentally left the building. It felt as if his entire future was crashing down all at once. And it came down with the weight of his past behind it - the loss of his mother, the years searching for family, the theft and vandalism and drugs. Who was he to guide a pup, let alone two, through any sort of childhood when he wasn't even grown up himself?
Steve didn't say much for the rest of the evening. Instead, he sat there watching his mate's belly, so round and huge already, and the way everyone kept touching it to feel how they were moving in there. Moving and growing. Trying to get out.
Suddenly Steve felt very much like he needed to get out too.
When the party was over Bucky bid everyone goodbye and helped Steve clean up. Cas and Becca had retired to the guest bedroom to get some sleep after a long day of traveling, and Bucky was equally as tired. Toting around two passengers with him everywhere he went was exhausting. Besides, he had noticed how quiet and stand offish his mate was. It was really starting to worry him and every time he tried to talk to the man about it, the Alpha would excuse himself to do something else.
Maybe he would have better luck talking to him tomorrow.
After a shower and his usual nighttime routine, he was in bed, Steve lying next to him in just his underwear.
"I love you." He said softly and he moved to turn off the light. "I...I hope you know how much I love you and how much the pups are going to love you..." he added, attempting to get comfortable in bed, something that was always a challenge now in days.
Steve looked at him shuffling around uncomfortably in bed, and the sight was a warm, tight hand around his heart. The love he felt for his sweet Omega was muddied like when the riverbank collapses into the water. Steve felt as if something had collapsed. It wasn't that he didn't love Bucky like he did before - but the fear of what was about to happen made it so difficult to feel anything else in his stomach but dread. That huge belly was making it difficult for Bucky to lay down already, and it was only a matter of time before they came out.
And what would he do then? Collapse again, at their expense?
"I love you too" Steve said softly. Leaning to his side, he gently scooped Bucky closer and helped him settle. Then he placed a soft kiss to the side of his temple. "You're going to be a great mom" he whispered, feeling how that made Bucky purr.
But I'm not going to be a great dad.
The thought felt like poison.
Chapter Text
Out of every shitty thing Steve had ever done, this had to be amongst the worst. And he'd once stolen the wallet off a man with a baby stroller on the subway to buy drugs. Yeah, he was used to being human garbage, but he hadn't thought it would make him the Alpha he turned himself into that night.
The kind that walks out on their pregnant mate.
But after a whole pack of cigarettes smoked in half a panic while Bucky snored on his own in the bed, Steve had worked himself up to a horrible sweat and he felt as if he stayed, he would choke to death. He wasn't ready for this! One pup had been scary enough, but this? He'd fuck it up and he'd fuck it up bad, and then Bucky would be left with two emotionally damaged kids to try and keep together. If Steve stayed in this family, it would lose every single chance it had to be well-functional and happy. Steve didn't know anything about well-functional families.
He didn't know shit about anything.
So, Steve went the coward’s way and grabbed his leather jacket. Stuffing it full of two more packs of smoke, whatever money they had lying around, and a bottle of wine they got as a gift from the baby shower to celebrate with once Bucky stopped breast-feeding, he climbed out of the window to the fire escape as quietly as he could.
Looking back, he paused and bit his lip. Bucky laid there in the bed on his side with one arm supporting his head, chestnut curls fanning out around him like a messy gloria, and the other curled protectively around his growing stomach. Guilt stabbed Steve in the gut so bad he grimaced. His Omega was beautiful - an angel. But Steve couldn't stay. He couldn't breathe.
Bucky deserved better.
"I'm sorry" the Alpha mouthed, before he climbed out the window. His full jacket clinked as he moved, closing the window as quietly as he could. All he left was a pathetic note on the nightstand;
I can't be the Alpha you need. Take care of yourself and the pups. I love you, but I can't do this.
Yeah. Bucky deserved better. And Steve needed a fucking hit.
************
When morning came and the sun started to peak through the curtains Bucky yawned, feeling his eyes flutter open. He slowly tried to sit up, something that was getting harder to do every day thanks to his pups growing.
Looking around he didn't see Steve. Usually the man slept longer than he did.
"Cuddle Wolf?" he called out softly, managing to get out of bed. "Hon what do you want for breakfast?" he added, not getting any reply back.
Maybe he was in the bathroom.
He waddled over to the ensuite bathroom and found it empty.
"Steve?" the Omega called our softly, starting to worry. He couldn't even pick up the Alphas scent.
After a bit more searching he found a note haphazardly left on his nightstand. Picking it up and reading it he felt his hands start to shake, his body break into a cold sweat, and tears welling in his eyes.
No, this couldn't be happening. Steve wouldn't do this to him, he loved him! He...loved him...
Steve was gone...
Not knowing what else to do he let a wail escape his lips, sinking down to his knees as he held the note to his chest.
Probably hearing his loud cries of anguish, Becca and Cas ran to his aid, his older sister quickly kneeling down next to him.
"Are you okay!? What's wrong? Are the pups okay?" she asked, trying to assess the situation.
Bucky just sobbed and with a shaky hand gave the note to his sister.
"S-Steve...he...he...left me...." he cried out, burying his face in his hands. "All he left me was this note... He musta gone while I was sleeping..."
If Steve had been there at the time, he would've gotten a straight punch to the face by Becca, no doubt. Or maybe even worse; he would've been confronted with the utter look of betrayal on her Omega’s face. Because even if Cas didn't know Bucky all too well, he just couldn't believe who would leave an Omega so close to giving birth. Besides, he really liked Bucky.
But Steve wasn't there. Steve was swinging back his stolen wine, walking the streets of Manhattan unsteadily and trying to avoid cop cars. After half the bottle, he'd numbed the guilt enough to actually think about where he was going. His skin crawled with the need to get high again (because after all, a bottle of wine just wasn't cutting it), but unfortunately every single one of his friends knew he had been clean for a long time and much to their honor, they would never offer him drugs now.
Steve both hated and loved them for that.
However, not everyone had been around to see his transformation. There was friends Steve had made along the way that he'd stopped speaking to; the kind he had made sure to avoid after he started properly dating Bucky.
One of those lived in Hell's Kitchen. It wasn't too far, and the flickering streetlights lit his way, so the Alpha started staggering his sorry way over there. Honestly, it had been...what, two years since he saw her? The Omega had been a big part of Steve's life for a long time, but even she was too wild for him with her heroin addiction and affinity for getting into serious fist fights with members of the audience that didn't like that most of her glam punk band was made up of towering drag queens. Way before Steve's band even got regular shows, she was touring as a backup act to New York Dolls and injected cough medicine with Jerry Nolan. She still had the doctor's report declaring her dead on sight before they started up her heart again.
Too wild for a fact, especially for someone like Steve who had gone so long now being clean and definitely didn't need more of her around. Last time they met, she'd given him the drip and just laughed when he called to tell her. But, if there was one person left in New York who would give Steve drugs, it was her.
And that was how he found himself, drunk and miserable, knocking on an apartment door with a red X spray painted on it in an absolute dump of a corner of Hell's Kitchen. Judging by the sounds coming from within, there was a party in there even though it was close to 5 in the morning. Steve straightened his back - this was good. This was what he came for. His old life back.
When she opened the door, the relief mixed with uneasiness and Steve just stood there not knowing what to say.
"Well well, if it isn't Steve Rogers come looking for trouble" she said with a crooked smile, her British accent slurred from whatever she'd taken that night. The pinprick of the needle was still bloody and visible beneath the ruined, bright yellow tank top she was wearing over a pair of tights that looked like they'd been snagged on every bar stool in the city. Behind here, a party was going on mostly on the floor with people lying down to play guitar or shoot up, with an old record - The Velvet Underground and Nico - playing ominously over it all.
Steve sighed. "Hi Pegs".
Bucky didn't know what to do, he just sat on the ground and cried, Cas attempting to comfort him while his sister paced back and forth talking about what a scumbag his Alpha was.
Somehow he had managed to call Brock, thinking maybe the Omega might have an idea where his lover had run off to.
Brock just said he was coming over and would be there as fast as possible.
"What kind of creep just leaves their seven month pregnant mate in the middle of the night!? I told you he was no good, Jamie" Becca ranted, growling as she finally stopped pacing. "If I see him again I'm gonna kill him" she threatened.
"I don't know what he is thinking. I thought he would be happy we were having twins but...then I remembered...he wasn't even very pleased when I first told him I was pregnant..." the brunette said, tears running down his cheeks. "How am I supposed to explain to my babies that their father didn't want them and just ran off in the middle of the night?" he sobbed.
Being woken up with a phone call explaining that his best friend had run off in the middle of the night leaving his other best friend alone and scared would've been bad enough. But Brock was interrupted while he was riding Jack, and that was even worse.
Of course, since it was Bucky, Brock just immediately climbed off and started getting dressed. "Hey, what the fuck?" Jack exclaimed, hard dick bouncing back with a wet slap over his scarred stomach.
"Steve's missing. I gotta go to Buck" the Omega explained as he tugged a sock on. It changed Jack's anger to worry in an instant. Before Bucky, no one of them would've thought twice if Steve was gone a whole night. Not unless a call from jail came through - they'd just assume he was getting high or spending the night with some Omega he met at a party. But now, they knew Steve would never just leave. They just had their baby shower for crying out loud.
"Shit, should I come?" Jack asked, erection already wilting. Brock pulled back his unruly hair into a bun on top of his head (he felt naked without his trademark death-hawk but there was nothing to be done right now) and shook his head.
"No, go look for him instead. Call around first, maybe he just went to Sam's" he said, even though it didn't sound on Bucky like that was likely.
It didn't take long to run over to Bucky and Steve's apartment, but by that time, the Omega was already in hysterics. "What happened?" Brock said and stalked over, boots and all.
Becca frowned and moved to hand the strange Omega the note her brother's mate had left behind.
"Jamie said he woke up and he was gone, only thing he left was this" she spat out, watching as Cas rubbed his brother-in-law's back, trying to soothe him with Omega pheromones. Nothing seemed to be working. This wasn't good for the pups and Becca feared Bucky would into an early labour if he continued on this path.
"H-He's gone...Brock..." Bucky managed to say, trying to get a hold of himself. He grabbed a tissue and dabbed his swollen eyes. "I-I knew he was worried about the pups but...I didn't think he would do this..." he whimpered, swallowing hard and resting a hand on his huge stomach. "My pups...they know he's gone...they haven't stopped kicking since I found that note..."
"It's gonna be okay, Jamie" Becca said. "I'll hunt him down like a dirty dog and bring him back tied up if I have to" she promised. "Does that asshole not understand how hard it is to give birth without your Alpha there!? He's putting his mate and pups at risk!" she snarled, wanting to just tear something apart.
"Okay first of all - calm the fuck down" Brock said sternly and held up a hand at Becca. He'd spent too much time around angry, violent Alphas to cower before them. He was used to it and did not mind giving her the piece of his mind she obviously needed right now. "You're not helping with that Alpha attitude. All you're doing with your screaming is making Bucky more upset - and that's not good for the pups either" he firmly held. Kneeling down, he took one of Bucky's small hands in his and rubbed it gently too. "Second of all, we don't know anything at this moment. This note just says he freaked out, okay? He hasn't died. And I already have Jack out looking for him - we'll call the others and wake them up too". Brock lowered his voice and looked Bucky in the eyes with that kind determination the other Omega knew so well by now. "We'll find him" he whispered, just to Bucky.
"Even if you find him...what if he doesn't wanna come back?" Bucky asked softly, silent tears still running down his cheeks as he looked over at his friend. "Brock what if he...what if he...relapsed..." he whispered, not wanting his sister to hear that bit of information. Last thing he needed was her finding out his mate was a recovering addict. "I...couldn't have him around the pups if he fell back into that..."
Becca took in a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.
"You just better hope your friend finds him first." She said, before going to sit down on a chaise lounge in the bedroom.
"Alpha...please..." Cas said softly, continuing to rub his brother-in-law's back. "Brock is right, this ain't helping the puppies" he said, giving Becca a look that made her start to calm down, giving him a small smile.
"You're right...I'm sorry... I just don't like the idea that an Alpha ran off on my pregnant baby brother" Becca admitted.
They were at least trying. Jack had gone to rouse Sam, Quill and a few others they knew. Riley was none too happy about Jack's banging waking up the pup, but he understood when he heard what the Alpha had to say. Staying back with the kid, Riley let Sam go with a kiss and off they went into the night.
After they had checked in with four friends, Sam gave Jack an uneasy look. "You don't think it's worth looking at Yondu's?" he asked.
"He wouldn't go there. Hell, we don't even go there anymore" Jack pointed out. They'd changed dealer a while back, to someone who didn't give them dirty sugar.
"Yeah you're right, I just...I have this bad feeling" Sam mumbled, biting his lip.
Sam had always seemed to know when something was off with Steve. And this night wasn't any different - because while he was searching the steaming alley ways of Manhattan, Steve was sitting on a couch with his head in his hands, legs bouncing like a full blow addict again. Beside him sat Peggy Carter, Chaos Queen of New York, casually moving her lighter underneath a spoon.
"You look like you could use some of this" she said as she did so.
"I don't do smack" he said on instinct. These lot, they were all convinced heroin was the solution to everything - Peggy had only started it to get her drinking under control. And sure, it had seemed harmless enough in the beginning of the 70's. But this was 1979. Steve had seen too many punks die with their veins dried up, too many bands shatter under the weight of the needle. If Peggy wanted to play at its innocence a while longer she could go ahead, but he wasn't touching it.
"I have other things too. Blow, weed, sugar...just help yourself" she shrugged and grabbed the syringe to fill it. But the tip was broken, so she swore and tossed it aside. While she was looking around herself for another, Steve glanced at her. She looked exactly like she had when he last met her - hair massive and ruined by hairspray, eyes wide and yet demure at the same time, tits falling out of that stupid top.
But it wasn't her tits that got his attention. After all, he wasn't here because he had stopped loving Bucky. It wasn't the embrace of another Omega he craved. It was...something worse.
"Sugar?"
His voice was small; full of shame. Peggy put down her spoon since she couldn't find a needle, and turned her attention to the Alpha. Her eyes were curious, but it was also clear she wanted to know what was going on.
"Alright. I'll get you a bag, if you start talking. What are you really doing here?"
*******
"Fuck..." Bucky said, finally getting back on his bed, trying to wipe his face free of tears. Becca and Cas had gone into the kitchen to fix a soothing cup of tea for him and left him alone in the room with Brock. Currently the two Omegas were cuddling in his messy nest, Bucky resting his head on the punk's shoulder.
"He sure picked a day to leave me... I'm supposed to go to a photoshoot today... Guess it might be best if I just cancel it" he said, closing his eyes as he tried to relax. Brock and his scent were helping a little but right now his heart yearned for Steve, wanted his mate more than anything.
"You don't think he started using again...do you? I mean...I know that creep y’all use to get drugs from won't give Steve any, and I know for a fact none of you would give him anything but...if he wants it bad enough he might be able to find it" Bucky feared, closing his eyes and rubbing his stomach.
"I don't think he wants to use again. He's past all that shit" Brock said as convincing as he could. As much as he hated lying to Bucky, he also knew that right now, the safety of the pups was actually in danger. Early labour was a real threat and they couldn't have that. If Bucky lost the pups too...Brock didn't even want to think about it.
So even if he was worried sick that Steve was in fact out there scrambling to find drugs, he couldn't tell Bucky that.
Bucky nodded his head, trying to believe his friend's words. He took in a deep breath and sniffled a bit.
"And you don't think he left because he ain't attracted to me anymore?" he asked softly, feeling ashamed for even voicing it. Though he had tried to keep it a secret he hadn't exactly been feeling very sexy or attractive this far in his pregnancy. He was a model, and right now, he looked anything but that. It hurt and the idea his mate had run off because he wanted another Omega, hurt, even if it was a stupid thought to have.
"I know it's dumb but...I...I don't know... My mind is just giving me all kinds of reasons why he would’ve left..." the brunette admitted.
"No, that's definitely not it! He'd be absolutely brain damaged if that was the reason" Brock hurried to reassure his friend. Pregnant or not, Bucky was still the hottest Omega he'd ever seen (and he secretly lowkey hated Steve for getting to fuck him while this big and soft - it was the Alpha who'd decided that Bucky shouldn't be fooling around with the pups still in him. It made sense, because they didn't want him to accidentally catch something via Brock, but still. Brock could hate the decision anyway).
To cheer Bucky up, he pointed to the various posters around the room. "C'mon, you're the sexiest Omega in this city and you know it. You have that photoshoot soon and you know that's gonna up the sales of the magazine. The perverts of New York have been dying to see your bump ever since you hinted it the first time" Brock winked playfully. "You could be having a whole litter and still have a line of Alphas begging for a peek.
Bucky looked at some of the posters on the wall and sighed, rubbing his stomach.
"I know it's a silly thing to think...it's just...when your mate runs off on ya you can't help but think it. Maybe he's worried I won't look like that no more once I pop these pups out" he said, before swallowing hard as another possible realization came to his mind.
"Or...he found another Omega..." he said, tears welling in his eyes again. "Someone who he can share more things with... Someone who doesn't care about their hair like I do, that can play an instrument, that knows about punk music..." the brunette whispered to himself, feeling his heart break at the mere idea of it. "What if he ran off because he wants to be with someone else...?"
Brock rolled his eyes simply because Bucky was being ridiculous. On the other hand, he had a right to be ridiculous right now.
"If he wanted an Omega like that, he would've jumped at me when he had the chance. And trust me, he had the chance" Brock pointed out firmly. "If anything, he got scared, but another Omega is not the problem"
He couldn't know Steve was currently letting his heart out at Peggy's.
Bucky sighed and nodded his head. He was being ridiculous; he was just worried... It wasn't like his mate had run off to be with another Omega. Steve wouldn't do that. He would never do that.
Right?
His thoughts were interrupted when he saw his brother-in-law standing in the doorway.
"You have a photoshoot?" Cas suddenly asked as he walked in balancing the teacup, tilting his head to the side with his eyebrows up in an innocent look. He didn't mean to interrupt, but he was naive and from the country and didn't understand. If Bucky did...naughty photoshoots, what was he supposed to do at this one? He was seven months pregnant with twins.
Bucky couldn't help but smile at the innocent question.
"Yeah, I'm doing a pregnancy photoshoot. Some Alphas think it's real sexy, you know, Alphas that have a breeding kink and what not. Natasha was the one to give me the idea." He said, before groping his chest. "Also, this whole business right here. I've never been so big up top before." The brunette said, trying to wipe some tears away, not being able to suppress a giggle when he felt Brock sneak a hand in and grab at his swollen chest.
As he was explaining this entire thing his sister peaked her head in.
"I picked up a bit in the living room..." She said, before perking up at what she had heard. "Excuse me? What did you say, Jamie? You are having a photoshoot while you're pregnant for a bunch of creeps?" Becca asked, narrowing her eyes. "What are you thinking? You think this won't come back to bite ya in the butt later on when your pups see this magazine cover!"
Bucky was already hormonal and unstable and couldn't help but let out an Omega growl.
"Becca, my mate just left me and I'm as big as a goddamn barn, it don't matter what the hell I'm doing for a photoshoot!" He screamed, letting out another sob. "W-What else am I supposed to do!? Just...wait by the door till he comes home? If he comes home!? I have to earn a livin' for me and my babies!" He screeched, starting to go back into hysterics. "I don't need you here tryin' to shame me for how I live my life!"
"Hey hey, no one's shaming anyone" Brock hurried to say while throwing a menacing glare at the sister standing with her arms crossed in the doorway. To help his friend, the Omega gathered Bucky up close and hugged him to his chest, guiding him to his neck so Bucky could inhale his familiar, calming scent. It was usually a move done by Alphas, but it worked between Omegas who liked to nest together too. With a firm voice he continued, ignoring Becca; "You're doing that photoshoot when you want to, and in the meantime, we're going to find Steve. He's not been swallowed up by the earth, this is New York. Kick over the right rock and you'll find him there, having whatever Alpha hissy fit he needs to have before getting over his crap and coming home. It's not your fault he's being an overdramatic bitch"
Overdramatic might be the right word, because before Steve knew it, he had snorted up two big lines just to calm his nerves enough to talk. The party went on around them, slowing down as people passed out on the floor or sat in the corners with blankets over their heads getting lost in their own high. And Peggy's porcelain face took on a more and more clear look of distaste as Steve kept talking.
"...and it's been going great with the band, you know? I can't continue like that if we suddenly have this whole family to deal with" the Alpha sighed, dragging his finger through the powder left so he could rub it on his gums.
"I'm guessing your mate isn't offering to stay at home" Peggy said and had some wine from the bottle. It stained her perfect teeth purple. At least the talk had made her forget about her smack for now so her head was somewhat clear.
"He has a job too" Steve said defensively with a scowl.
"I know, I'm not saying he should stay home" Peggy shrugged.
"You don't think any Omega should be stay-at-home moms"
"I don't think any Omega should be having pups at all!"
"Right" Steve scoffed, hunching his large shoulders forward to poke at the bag of sugar he'd been given instead. The tension between them was a little weird. Up until very recently, both Peggy and Steve had agreed that pups was the worst decision one could make. It was something that happened to you, not something you chose. Steve guessed that he hadn't exactly chosen this either, but he was okay with it. Or he had been okay with it.
"You know, I heard you were having a kid a while back. I thought the person who told me was high. Not you - not Steve Rogers. And clean on top of that? That didn't sound like that guy I knew" Peggy said, breathing out a disbelieving laughter.
"Maybe I'm not that guy anymore" the Alpha muttered defensively.
"Yeah right. Here you are, back on my couch, with a plate in front of you and that same dog collar on. Tell me, what changed?" Peggy challenged him. Her eyes were massive, pupils completely taken over, and her hair was bigger still. Steve stared back, blinking as he realized he was seeing the exact same Omega he'd seen a million times before. She was skinnier, and her voice had dropped lower, but she was the same. Like a tornado someone kept throwing drugs into to feed it.
And her question was provoking. Because after all, Steve had just broken his sobriety as easily as he'd stepped through that door. The drugs in his system made him feel all strange, with a kind of pressure in his head and a tingle over his skin. It was like coming home - if your home was one of those mirror houses they had at carnivals. Not exactly a good feeling, but at least familiar. Safe, in that it was completely dangerous and unpredictable. If Steve closed his eyes, he could see every single version of himself reflected in those million mirrors around him.
He couldn't find the one he needed, though.
"Nothing, I guess" Steve muttered. Everything, he thought.
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As soon as the other Omega had gathered Bucky in his arms the flood gates opened. He felt himself starting to sob, feeling safe enough that he could just let it all out. He thought he had no more tears to cry but apparently he hadn't run out just yet.
"If he comes back...I'm going to kill him!" The brunette cried out, his voice hoarse from bawling since he woke up. He had never felt so angry but so in love all at the same time, it was mind numbing.
Feeling his body shake he tried to take in some deep breath to calm down. He knew this wasn't good for his babies.
"I'll try to go through the photoshoot today. I need to keep my mind off of him. Working might help with that." He muttered, resting his head on his friend’s shoulder.
Cas felt his heart break at the sight. He couldn't imagine Becca leaving in the middle of the night. Lord knows if she did it would destroy him. Looking over at his mate and seeing she was still fuming he grabbed her hand and squeezed it, hoping to calm her down. They needed to be there for Bucky right now.
"When I saw Bruce he told me about the twin thing but also...he told me about the sex of the pups... I'm gonna have a little boy and a little girl..." Bucky announced, a sad smile crossing his lips. "Was gonna tell Steve we could name the girl after his mama..."
Becca took in a deep breath and went over to her brother.
"It's gonna be okay. Your friend is right – we will find him and you do what you need to do to get through this. Cas and I are gonna stay till this gets all sorted out. I didn’t want you being alone with no Alpha while you're this far in your pregnancy."
"He won't be without an Alpha" Brock protested. He didn't want to fight, but Becca had to know Bucky wasn't alone. "He'll have the rest of the band. I mean they're all idiots but they're also Alpha. I can call Jack over right now if it helps. And Natasha is pretty much an Alpha too - I bet she's gonna be there for the photoshoot, right?" Brock asked his friend. She usually was. After all, Natasha ran the entire PlayAlpha now.
"Everyone will be there..." Bucky said with a sniffle. "Becca you can stay but I can't have this...please... I'm already falling to pieces I also don't need my big sister hollerin' at me for every single thing I do... I just can't right now..." He begged, tears running down his cheeks as he nuzzled Brock back.
Becca sighed and nodded her head. "You're right... I'm sorry Honey...I know this is really hard on you I just...it's what I got from Dad. He's a nag...I'm a nag..." She admitted, causing Cas to laugh a little.
"You mostly nag outta love." He pointed out, leaning up to press a kiss to his Alpha's cheek. "But we need to be mindful of Bucky and the pups... Be the lovin' and sweet Alpha I know you are."
A part of Brock wondered just how sweet and loving Becca would manage to be once the cameras were out and Bucky's clothes were off. But he went ahead and called Jack anyway. Only then did he remember that Jack was still out looking for Steve - so the Omega left a message with the punks working the shelter and hoped they'd get a hold of his mate before he did.
Jack was trudging along the streets with the others, coming up blank. It seemed Steve hadn't gone to any of their friends, or anyone they knew who sold drugs. Which hopefully was a good sign.
"Should we just start checking rooftops?" Quill asked, trying to make his last cigarette last by ignoring how it was burning his fingers.
"Don't say that" Sam grimaced. He looked down each alley they passed with a frown, as if they'd magically find Steve there pissing against a wall or something. "He's not gonna jump just because he freaked out. He's probably just...hiding".
If Steve knew all of his friends were out looking for him, perhaps he would be hiding. Because right now he wasn't looking very favourable. The drugs had made him recline on the sofa, and Peggy hadn't hesitated to put her head in his lap where she laid still drinking her cheap wine. Meanwhile, he was telling her an awfully complicated story about how he'd never formed a relationship with his dad before he died and was better off for it.
As if a young Steve wouldn't have given anything to have had a father around.
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Arriving at the photoshoot had been awkward to say the least. His friends and co-workers all knew what was going on and tried to comfort him, giving him looks of pity. He knew they were trying to help but honestly, he didn't need to be reminded.
He was frustrated, on top of all the other emotions that were swirling through his mind, he was horny. Fucking damn hormones that made him crazy. Some days he found himself crawling on top of Steve and just humping his leg to get some relief. Now that he was gone...he didn't know what he was going to do.
Allowing a makeup artist to come and touch up his face and hair, he glanced over to where Brock and Jack were. Thankfully Cas was able to convince Becca to stay back at his place and help put up the second crib they had gotten a hold of.
Once he was done with makeup and hair, he turned to Brock and Jack, wearing the outfit he would don for the shoot.
"What do y’all think? Does this look good or do I look like an absolute fool?" Bucky asked, glad the makeup could hide the tear stains on his cheeks. He sniffled and moved to grope his chest, barely contained in the cow print bra that he was clad in. He had noticed Jack and Brock had both been staring intensely at him.
Jack had called back to the shelter at their venue from a payphone after hours of finding nothing on the streets of Manhattan to see if Steve had maybe circled back. Steve hadn’t, but there had been a message waiting for him there from Brock. Hurrying, he’d made his way over and left the rest of the punks to keep searching.
"I m-mean, I think, I...uh...." Jack stammered, staring blatantly at Bucky's chest, prompting Brock to roll his eyes and slap his mate on the upper arm.
"You look fucking hot, is what my illiterate idiot of a boyfriend is trying to say" Brock filled in for him. And he wasn't exaggerating either. Whoever came up with the idea to dress Bucky up as a milk cow with his massive bump and milk-filled tits was a genius. Brock suspected Nat had something to do with it. The Omega looked like a wet dream in that tiny cow-print bikini and a pair of fluffy little ears in a headband on top of his curls. He even had a collar with a small bell on it, tinkling as he walked in those cow-print, clunky, hoof-like heels.
If Steve would've seen him now, he would've gone nuts.
"This was all Natasha's idea, I'm just going along with it. Never in my life would I have thought I would be dressed up like a cow." Bucky said, before letting out a sigh. "I had to plug myself too, I'm so horny I’m leaking slick everywhere" he lamented, sniffling a bit as he was helped up. "What am I gonna do while Steve is gone? I can't believe he left me knowing just how in need I am..." the brunette said, starting to tear up again.
"Bastard..." the Omega muttered, his lower lip starting to quiver as he made his way over to the shoot area, the photographer waiting for him.
"You should help him" Jack said, nudging Brock.
"You just wanna watch" the Omega rolled his eyes. His hair was still a mess around him because he hadn't had the chance to bring it up to his deathhawk yet, but he'd stolen some makeup on set of the photoshoot and rubbed some black around his eyes at least.
"I mean, yeah" Jack shrugged. He was nothing if not honest. But he also put his hand in Brock's and gave him a soft nuzzle. "But he's not doing okay. And you know it's just gonna get worse if he doesn't get any help. I'm not saying you have to bring out any toys or whatever, but maybe just get him some release? Steve wouldn't mind. Or at least after the shit he pulled, he shouldn't be allowed to have an opinion" the Alpha pointed out.
He did bring up a good point. Brock gazed out over set, where Bucky was told to bend over a bucket as if he was going to be milked, and he felt his own underwear get a little damp. Squirming, he nodded. "Alright, I'll ask him when he gets down from that weird fake barn thing" Brock promised.
Bucky posed for several shots, trying to keep himself together and look sexy. At one point the bikini top had to go and was replaced by just his hands covering the nipples, having to make a shocked expression as if someone had torn it off of him.
After having done a few more shots, some involving a rather sweet gesture where he caressed his large bump, the photographer called it a wrap and Bucky was allowed to step off the set, given a robe to wrap himself in.
"Hope that didn't take too long for y’all, or was too boring" he muttered going up to Brock and Jack. He took the cow ears off along with the collar and handed them to a crew member walking around.
"You really gotta take the ears off?" Brock asked meekly where he was standing off to the side.
The thing was, Brock had a lot of confidence. More than most Omegas. But when it came to certain things - such as his weirder kinks - he would blush about yet. Generally anything that he knew he would be made fun of by the Alphas of the band if they knew. But what could he say? Brock had spent an hour watching Bucky pose as a cow with those massive tits and even more huge belly. It had definitely caused a situation in his pants.
Bucky blinked a bit and moved to take the ears back from the PA. He could smell Brock and he had a feeling what the other Omega wanted. Placing them back on his head he managed a small, sweet smile.
"Is that better?" he asked, licking his lips a bit.
God, he was so fucking horny! He already had a good sex-drive, but the pregnancy hormones were making him insatiable!
Leaning forward he grabbed Brock's hands and led them to his swollen chest.
"It hurts so bad sometimes... Before Steve left he would always play with 'em to help relieve some of the pain" he tried to explain.
Brock could feel himself getting wet. He could also practically feel his mate get hard, but he knew there was no reason to worry about that. If anything, Jack had made it abundantly clear that he had no interest in Bucky outside of the part he played in the Omega-on-Omega play they engaged in sometimes. Right now, he was probably getting a boner over the possibility of getting to watch Brock play with Bucky's massive tits.
"Yeah? You want me to help with that? We can go back to the dressing room if you want" Brock offered. Usually he was more direct, but Bucky was vulnerable - he didn't want to take advantage.
"I-I'd really like that... I need help...I feel like I'm going to explode..." Bucky breathed out, biting his lower lip as his hand went to his stomach. "The hormones are driving me crazy... Usually Stevie would...but..." He trailed off, not wanting to start crying again. "If you are interested it would help me out a lot, get my mind off of things, and prevent me from going insane" he said with a sad little laugh.
Looking over to where Jack was, he gave the Alpha a smile. He looked very scary, but he was actually a big sweetheart.
"You can watch of course. I don't mind one bit." The brunette said with a smile, motioning for the couple to follow him to his dressing room.
As he pushed the door open, he took in a deep breath and went to a nest he had constructed. Reaching up he took off his top, freeing himself and letting out a content sigh.
Brock and Jack sort of did a collective sound of shock. But the really, really good kind of shock. Because when Bucky let his tits fall free, they saw just how heavy they'd gotten. They were swollen all around, straining already to contain the milk building up in there, and they rested so prettily on top of the Omega’s massive baby bump.
Leaving Jack by the door, Brock kicked off his heavy boots and crawled into the little nest with Bucky. "Are you tender? They look really tender" he said softly, snuggling up close to the other Omega and just kind of ghosting his hand over Bucky's chest. Since he didn't want to say 'tell me what Steve does for you', because Bucky was reminding himself enough about Steve without his friends helping, he instead asked; "Tell me what you need".
"It feels good when someone sucks on them...helps relieve some of the pressure, softly kneading them helps too." Bucky said, taking the swollen masses into his hands and slowly massaging them. "I really am starting to hate them. They hurt and I don't know if they even look good on me" the Omega said with a pout. "This ain't even taking into effect my pussy. Good lord it aches! It's so sore! I just feel like my entire body is turning against me" the brunette whined.
"Cut that out, you know you look hot. The magazine is gonna shoot in sales next month when that gets out" Brock said with a baby growl and worked himself closer. Since they were actually almost too much for Brock to easily handle right now, he decided to start his attention on the boob closest to him. Cupping it with both hands, he lifted it a little to relieve some strain on Bucky's back and smiled when he heard his friend sigh in relief. "Now just to relax a little while I make you feel better. Need water or anything? Jack will get anything you need" Brock promised and shot a look back at his mate who was already simultaneously lighting a smoke with one hand and shoving the other down his pants. The flame from the lighter reflected in his half-blind eye and Brock felt himself grow a little wetter at the sight of his mismatched, odd hunk of an Alpha.
"Hmm?" Jack mumbled, caught off guard.
"I said you'll get whatever Bucky needs. Seriously, you go rub those feet if he needs it - but don't go feeling up any leg now" Brock warned him (even though he knew that if Jack came over to massage Bucky's swollen feet, the only inappropriate touching Jack would be doing would either be of his own cock or of Brock's).
With that said, Brock turned his attention back to the big, heavy tit in his hands. While kneading it like a kitten, which made Bucky moan breathlessly, he flicked his tongue over the nipple a few times to wake the nipple up. It was already hard and dark red, and the Omega could hardly keep himself from just suckling on it straight away. Instead, Brock made himself take it slow for Bucky's sake and kept licking over it, gently swirling his wet tongue over that dark area as he cupped and held up the tit to his face. It was soon straining on his arms, so Brock was lucky he'd spent so much time propping a guitar up.
But when he finally wrapped his lips around Bucky's glistening nipple, the other Omega was so worked up that the milk started flowing almost immediately. It came as a surprise - a very sweet, pleasant surprise - when Brock's mouth was suddenly flooded with milk. With a chirping gasp, he quickly swallowed and sucked a little harder, only making Bucky quiver against his insistent mouth. There was something incredibly intimate about nursing Bucky like this. Not only did it taste like the best milk Brock had ever had, but it also was so private and something inherently Bucky. Like the taste of his slick. No one tasted like Bucky did between his legs when he got soft and needy, and no one could ever taste like this either, pouring his mother's milk down Brock's more and more eager throat.
"Aah!" the brunette cried out, closing his eyes when he felt warm lips wrap around his nipple, goading milk out of them. Steve usually was the one to do this, the Alpha claiming he was addicted to the milk that came from his teat. Well, apparently that had been a lie because if he really was, he wouldn't have just fucking left in the middle of the night... He tried to stifle a whimper, not wanting to think about all his sorrows right now. He wanted to enjoy the pleasure that was being bestowed on him right now.
He mewled, gently bucking his hips as he felt slick starting to run down his bare thighs.
"Ngh...feels good..." he breathed out, his breathing picking up. He started to moan. "I-I'm sorry...I didn't mean to..." he quickly stammered out when he felt himself start to lactate. It had becoming more and more frequent now that he was so close to giving birth.
"It's okay" Brock mumbled against his nipple before switching to the other one, wanting to get some of the swelling out of that tit too. His own breathing was picking up when he let his hand graze down Bucky's large stomach to the wet spot between his legs. "Is this good?" Brock blinked, flicking his tongue lazily over the other Omega’s nipple. His fingers found Bucky's little cock and fondled it just for the pleasure of feeling his friend quivering underneath his touches
"Ngh...yes..." Bucky breathed out, closing his eyes as he felt a hand start to touch him. "Ahh..." he moaned, mewling as he leaned into the touch, that warm mouth still wrapped around his nipple. "Please...just like that...oh..."
He couldn't help but open his eyes and crane his neck to look over at jack watching with wide interested eyes.
Brock knew Jack was watching and it made him a little mischievous. So he gently pushed Bucky's legs apart to give his mate a better view of what was going on underneath that big baby bump. While still nursing Bucky, Brock pushed two fingers inside his friend's tight little furl. The stretch was made easier by the slick - honestly, if he was known for being considerate, he would've started with one, but Brock knew Bucky. The Omega was so needy and desperate, and one finger was not going to cut it. Besides, the hormones made him slick himself like a pup.
Brock's own hole was growing wet, but he would have Jack take care of that later. Because it would be a sorry day for the person who tried to pry him off Bucky's tit right now. Milk was running down his chin and wetting Bucky's tits, and when Brock started fingering his moaning friend, Bucky started slicking himself so bad the blanket beneath them would surely be ruined when they were done.
Bucky had a feeling it wouldn't take long to bring the other Omega to a quivering, satisfying orgasm.
Bucky let out a cry when he felt fingers press inside of him. Of course they weren’t as big as he would have preferred, but he didn't exactly have access to a knot or a toy right now. Besides, Brock knew how to use his fingers. He moaned and moved forward, capturing the other Omega’s lips in a hot kiss when the punk took a few moments from his tit to catch a breather.
Slick was running down his legs, gathering on his thigh, and he could feel himself starting to come to a release. Thank God because he needed it, he needed it so damn bad!
"A-Ah!" the brunette cried out, jutting his hips a bit in order to get the fingers in deeper.
Within a few minutes that was it, Bucky threw his head back and screamed, coming to a climax.
Pleased to have helped his distressed friend, Brock purred low and deep and kissed slowly up his heaving chest. His lips travelled over overheated skin until he reached Bucky's neck, where he licked at his scent-gland. The other Omega was still riding his high, so Brock kept his fingers slowly pumping in and out of Bucky's hole, gently helping him down.
"Is that better?" the punk mumbled against Bucky's skin, kissing his way up that jaw he loved so much until he caught his friend's lips with his own.
"Much better..." Bucky breathed out, feeling sweat gathering on his forehead. He let out a soft gasp when Brock removed his fingers and licked them clean. It had felt nice and it had gotten him off, though, it still didn't compare to Steve's knot.
He sighed a little, trying to clean himself up when he let out a cry of pain.
"Ah!" the Omega flinched, resting a hand on his stomach. "They're kicking again... They've been doing it more since Steve...you know..." the brunette trailed off and bit his lower lip.
"You wanna feel 'em?” he decided to ask, smiling, offering it to both Jack and Brock.
The offer made Brock's heart warm up. "Yeah, we'd love that" he said softly and put his hand over Bucky's bump.
"Can I too -" Jack started, hands still in his pants, and Brock interrupted him.
"Get over here" he rolled his eyes. Jack quickly abandoned the hand in his pants and came to sit beside them. Out of respect, he used the other hand to feel the tiny but strong kicks in there.
The Alpha smiled to himself, a lopsided thing made crooked by the scars around his mouth. The chains hanging from his neck jingled softly, and Jack moved a little closer to his mate. "You know, this reminds me of my first punk show. It felt like the music was pulsating, like a heartbeat, and the entire crowd was kicking. Just like this. Furious almost, like..." Jack trailed off, looking for the right word.
"Like they were trying to get out" Brock filled in for him, purring softly for his mate. Jack wasn't wrong - that was how it felt. That first show, that first noise...the energy of everyone trying to break free of something, from someone, anything. Like these pups wanting to get out and start living. Brock didn't remember all of the punk shows he'd been to (for a lot of reasons) but the first ones, he would always remember.
And right now, he remembered the ones where he'd been with Steve the most. Thinking back, the nostalgia combined with the feeling of those pups kicking under his hand almost made Brock feel sentimental. Or it did, but he didn't like admitting to it. The Omega always hated when other people saw him cry. But how could he not want to? After all he and Steve had been together. When Steve left this morning, he hadn't just left Bucky behind. He'd left them all behind. Whatever happened to that young Alpha with a dog collar he'd found in a dumpster and awful, self-cut hair who used to start fights with Alphas who were dicks to their Omegas at shows? All those times they snuck into Pasco Diner to get high in the bathroom, and that one time they had to squeeze through the tiny window because the cops showed up, and Steve got stuck in his belt and had to abandon his pants. Brock remembered every single time they managed to get into Max's Kansas City in those years when it became harder and harder, and he remembered every band he ever saw playing there, and every gram of whatever drug was the cheapest at the time that Steve managed to score for them from the Omega band members...
Suddenly Brock sat up straight. His eyes widened and he stared out into nothing, alarming both his friend and his mate.
"What is it?" Jack asked.
"I know where Steve is" Brock said, knowing he was dead sure about it.
Notes:
Aww poor Bucky
Chapter Text
Bucky smiled as he felt Jack and Brock gently touch his stomach, seeming to take such joy in the kicking of his pups. He remembered when Steve first felt them kick. He thought the blond had been happy but maybe he had just been disgusted. He tried to push that thought to the back of his mind, instead appreciating the comfort his friends were giving him. It had been beyond difficult to get through this without his Alpha and the man had only been gone a little over a day.
Once hands were removed he reached over to grab a nearby robe, slipping it on to cover some of his nude form.
While he was about to say he was going to attempt a nice warm bath, and perhaps invite Brock, he was interrupted from his query when the other Omega sprung up, claiming he knew where Steve was.
Bucky felt his blue eyes go wide.
"W-What? Where is he!?" he cried out, almost afraid to hear Brock's reply.
It made Brock angry to think about it, to the point where he was gritting his teeth. Now that the thought had come to him, he felt it in his entire heart that it was right - that he knew where Steve had gone hiding. It only made sense that he'd slipped into a dark hole in the ground following a white, mad rabbit. After all, Steve had always had a strange, soft spot for this particular nut-head of a rodent.
"Her name is Peggy. And we need to go now"
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"You were never meant for this Steve. You know that" Peggy told him, like it was obvious, raising one of her brows at him where she was half-lying on the couch. Her feet were naked now, and she was moving one of them up and down her leg as if she was petting herself. It was a classic junkie move - a comforting movement they got stuck in. Back before Steve got clean, he would rub his thumb into his own wrist until it bruised, not even noticing it.
But he noticed what Peggy was doing, because it also served to hike up her skirt further. An uncomfortable feeling grew sluggishly in his belly, but the sugar in his system made it hard to focus on it.
"Hmm?" he asked instead, not sure what she had asked him.
"You, a daddy? Come on, you never wanted that. Whatever happened to bringing down the system and all that?" Peggy said with a disinterested wave of her hand that somehow still came off as seductive. Steve blinked harder. It must be the drugs.
"I still want that" he protested. His voice was slow; he didn't like that he couldn't control it. In an attempt to fix it, he took a drink of the beer in front of him, thinking it'd get him more alert. As he did so, he grimaced at the taste without realizing what it was, and waved the bottle in a general direction of nowhere. "I'm not letting go of my band just because I'm having pups. Besides, what about you? What do you want? Just whatever gig can get you more smack, is that it? You used to be a radical too" Steve accused her, feeling defensive for some reason.
But Peggy just smiled like he'd given her a compliment. Moving closer, she winked at him. Her eyes were huge. Had they always been like that?
"But you're not going to have pups, are you? If you were, you wouldn't be here" she whispered.
Dread mixing with sugar was a bad thing. It just had him dizzy. Steve swallowed, and realized he was tasting blood. The familiar taste made his head spin even more; it woke him up.
"We can be radicals again. You can be anything here, really. Just stay with me, and I'll let you be anything you want" the Omega purred, slowly leaning in closer and putting her hand on Steve's thighs. Her nails looked too long when she squeezed the upper part and purred louder.
Steve felt all the colour just drain from his face as he realized what was happening - and worse, who it was happening with. This wasn't Bucky. This wasn't right.
"Get off me" he choked out.
"Come on, I'm just playing" Peggy smirked slyly and kept touching him further and further up on his leg while he sat there frozen.
"I said get off me"
**************
Bucky felt himself tense up as he sat in the back of his own car, allowing Brock to drive and Jack to sit shotgun. They knew where they were going and it wasn't like he could drive in his current state.
When Brock had told him who Peggy was, he nearly lost his shit. Not only was she some druggie, but she also had a past with Steve, and she was an Omega... His mate had run off with him to be with another fucking Omega! He felt a rage he had never experienced run through his body. He was furious! He wanted to tear Steve and this Peggy apart with his bare hands! At the same time though he felt a wave of sadness rush through him, tearing his heart to shreds and making him feel like the world was minutes from ending.
Was it his hormones or just raw emotions? At this point he couldn't tell. All he knew was he needed to give his mate a tongue lashing and maybe a good slap across the face.
He also needed to think long and hard over if he could even take Steve back.
If Peggy was as big of a user as Brock had told him he knew there was a good chance his lover lost to temptation.
He wouldn't allow that man around his pups if he would endanger them, no matter how much it would hurt him. They would have to work with Bruce again, start the process, Steve would have to agree to it...
And what if he wanted to stay with Peggy?
What if he didn't want to come back?
He had run away after all...
He felt tears well in his eyes as he watched them turn into a particularly seedy area of New York City.
Not exactly a safe place for a seven month pregnant Omega.
That other Omega – Peggy – had always been relentless when it came to what she wanted. It didn't matter if it was the last fries on the plate or a show booked for her band at a club - she had a way to always get it. And right now, she was zeroed in on Steve, who was trying to get away from her. His hand was slipping on the arm rest of the couch, un-coordinated as he was while high, and his boots were digging into to the dirty carpet.
"Peggy, I mean it. Don't even try" he said warningly, but his voice was hoarse and his body was too heavy, so he didn't sound very convincing.
"C'mon, my Steve doesn't say no to some fun. What, it's not like you're married" the Omega shrugged with her red lips curving upwards, trying to tug at Steve's shirt to pull him back down.
No, he wasn't married. But he was mated. Suddenly, Steve's hand flew up to his neck and he felt over the bonding gland - it was much too hot and throbbing. He had no idea if it was reacting to the sudden intake of drugs or if the bond in him was burning from the emotional knowledge of what was happening. Either way, it just cemented in the Alpha further that there was no way in hell he was doing this to Bucky.
Steve stumbled out of the couch and almost fell backwards in his attempt to get away from Peggy. And it was at that exact moment that the door to the apartment flew open, and Steve caught the familiar scent of people he knew more than well.
Bucky gasped when he looked around Jack and Brock to see what was going on inside the run-down apartment. His mate was on balancing against a well-used couch while an Omega, by the smell of her, pawed at him, her red painted lips in a lusty smile.
"You bastard!" Bucky cried out, tears welling in his eyes as he started to cry. He had feared this was what he was going to find, but nothing could prepare him for actually seeing it. It didn't help there were needles and baggies scattered on the floor and Steve's pupils being so large pointed to him having used.
He put a hand on his swollen stomach and stepped back, allowing Jack and Brock to go in ahead of him.
The panic of seeing Bucky all of a sudden combine with the sugar in his veins had Steve's heart going into overdrive - it raced so fast he got light-headed, and he got tunnel vision for his mate.
"No, wait, it's not - I said get off!" the Alpha growled and physically yanked his leg out of Peggy's insistent, heroin-bony hands. He knew what this looked like and it scared him. But Bucky had to see he was pulling away from Peggy, right?
Desperate to prove he knew the mistake he'd made, Steve stumbled towards the door, seeing nothing but Bucky - Bucky, sweet, beautiful Bucky so full of pups and vulnerable to everything. Steve should've been the one to be there to protect him, not scare him like this. How could he call himself an alpha if he got scared and ran when his Omega needed him?
But before Steve made it, he ran straight into the solid wall of muscle that was Jack. In his drug-fuelled panic, he had hardly even realized he and Brock was there.
"Hold on there mate". Jack's voice wasn't mean, but it was firm and it was clear he was not on Steve's side in this. Wild eyes tracked Brock - who stood arms crossed looking like he did whenever an asshole Alpha tried to physically shoulder their way over to one of Brock's Omega friends at a bar - and Steve weakly tried to push through. He was the asshole Alpha today.
"I just need to talk to Bucky. This is not what it looks like" he stressed, hearing himself how pathetic it sounded.
"Tell that to your pupils. They tell a pretty clear story" Brock raised a brow.
As if it would help, Steve rubbed at his eyes, only making it worse. "Please Buck, it was a mistake. Just a few lines, okay? I didn't...I never meant...Bucky please let me explain" he pleaded over Jack's shoulder to where Bucky was still standing in the doorway, crying.
"Yeah you're not touching him until your gums stop bleeding. He's pregnant, if you've forgotten" Brock growled at him. His face was angry; hostile.
"Explain what, Steve?" Bucky stammered out, staying behind Jack and Brock. "Explain why you left me in the middle of the night? Explain why you are with another Omega? Explain why you are high right now?" he cried out, trying to dry his frantic tears. Honestly, he did want explanations of all of those things, but he was so upset he didn't even know if he wanted to hear them. Would they just be blatant lies in an attempt to placate him? Or would he tell the truth and tell him he no longer wanted to be with him. Either way, he wasn't sure if he could handle it in his fragile emotional state.
"How could you do this to me? I wake up in the morning to find some half-assed written note about how you were leaving! Brock and Jack had to help me with things you should have been doin', and then I come here and see you with another Omega, high out of your mind!" he said, before taking in a deep breath.
"I understand you're scared, I'm scared too, but these babies aren't going away! We have responsibilities, Steve! Sometimes you have to compromise between what you need to do and what you want, you have to grow up! You can't just spend your life in a flop house because you were afraid of what comes next. Things change, things are always changing, and you have to accept that... If you don't, you're just gonna be stuck in an endless cycle of shit..." he said, before starting to cry again.
Everything Bucky said hit Steve like a bag of bricks. It pierced through the pathetic shield he made of the drugs and tore whatever defence he'd built up for his actions to shreds. The truth was, he had no defence. He had been a coward and he'd left. He'd relapsed.
But he had never tried to replace Bucky.
"Please, if you'll just listen to me honey I can -" Steve was interrupted by Peggy laughing her mean laughter from the couch where she was lighting up another smoke with clumsy fingers. She was way more drunk and high than any of them, save for the people passed out on the floor.
"Oh honey" Peggy mocked him, rolling her eyes. "Just tell him the truth. You don't want to be a dad!"
"No that's not true -" Steve exclaimed, frustruated and angry with Peggy, and turned towards Bucky.
Brock chimed in with a disapproving sound. "Really? Because it sure looks like it"
"That's not -"
"Steeevie, kick those boring people out"
"Oh shut up Peggy and crawl back into whatever disease-riddled hole you came from!" Brock spat at her, which only prompted her to start hurling insults back. It triggered Jack to defend his Omega, and Bucky was still crying, and everyone seemed to throw in an insult towards Steve wherever it fit - and no one was letting him speak.
"Fuck this" Steve eventually blistered, having had enough. Squaring up, he barraged through the now weakened wall that was Jack and Brock to get to Bucky. Before anyone could react, he'd pulled the Omega back outside and slammed the door, placing his foot against it to prevent them from getting out.
Bucky looked terrified, and Steve absolutely hated it. Trying to make himself look smaller - like he'd done so many times in the beginning when he wanted the Omega to feel safe with him - he set the record straight. As quickly as he could, unfortunately, because Brock was already banging at the door.
"I didn't come here for Peggy" the Alpha started, because it was the most important. "I never touched her. Well, she touched me, but I stopped her. Bucky, you have to believe me - I am not here for her, or any Omega. I just came for...I came..." Steve sighed, so damn frustrated with himself. "I came for the drugs, because the news about us having twins freaked me out. I thought I couldn't handle it. I mean -" he said, throwing his arms out as the anxiety of it all rose in his throat. "How could I? I never had a dad to show me what was right, and I turned out a massive fuck-up. Just look at me, one sign of trouble and I go back to my addiction even though I hate it. I can't raise kids. I'm not...I'm just not worthy to be a part of your family" Steve admitted, shoulders sinking in defeat.
"What do you mean she touched you!?" Bucky snapped, letting out a small possessive puppy growl at the mere thought of another Omega touching his Alpha.
He quickly shook his head, needing to focus on the matter at hand.
"Steve, I understand that you're scared, I am too, but you're thinking about this in only the negatives. What about all the fun we're going to have? Birthdays? Christmases? Going to see you perform, you could even teach them to play an instrument. Just because you didn't grow up with a father doesn't mean these pups deserve that too" he pointed out, resting his hands on his stomach. "Didn't you always want your dad to be around, given anything to spend time with him? These pups are going to feel the same" Bucky said, looking up at his lover with teary blue eyes.
"Besides, how do you know you're gonna be a crummy daddy if you don't even try? I can tell you for certain you're gonna be a bad father if you fall back into drugs and just leave me and your kids to pick up milk and cigarettes" he added, letting out a sigh.
"Cuddle Wolf, change is scary, but it's also part of life, and growth, just because it can be scary don't mean it ain't also good. Sometimes change leads to even better things if you're open to it."
Steve looked at him with tears in his eyes. The sound of Brock kicking the door dulled down to background noise. All of that, all the things Bucky just said - he wanted them too. But the shock of twins had made him unpredictable. Apparently.
"I don't want to feel like this. I don't want sugar, not if it makes all this damn chaos. But I had no way to handle the news. I just..." the Alpha bit his lip. "I wish you would've told me when we were alone" he admitted.
"I'm sorry...I was going to tell you when we were alone but...I got overwhelmed. And I was just so excited...and maybe a little scared myself" he said, before taking in a deep breath. "We can go back to Bruce, get you back into a detox, relapses happen, we just have to start over, and that's what we'll do" Bucky said, before letting out a yelp of pain.
"Oh!" He cried out, before laughing a little and shaking his head.
"Your pups are kicking" the Omega said with a teary smile. "Do you want to feel them? They know their daddy is nearby, they missed you too, Stevie" he said. "I bet it's Sarah, she's gonna be a troublemaker, just like her daddy" he added, dropping the big hint he wanted to name one of the girls after Steve's mother.
The tears in Steve's eyes brimmed over. "Sarah?" he choked out, barely audible. He dropped to his knees, foot still pressed to the door, and held both hands out quivering. It was hard for Steve to touch Bucky's baby bump - hard for him to feel like he was worthy - but the moment he touched his sweet Omega, felt how warm he was...and felt the little feet kicking in there, he never wanted to let go again.
"Yes, Hun, Sarah, our other little one doesn't have a name yet but Sarah was always going to be the name of one of our pups" he assured, smiling a little as he saw his mate get on his knees and feel his stomach.
He took in a deep breath and looked at the door Steve was forcing shut.
"Steve, you're a grown man, and you can make your own decisions, so here is one for you. You can come home and be a father, embrace the changes, good and bad, and learn how to raise these pups with me" Bucky said, before closing his eyes.
"Or... you can stay here... if this is really what you want, what makes you happy..." he offered, a few stray tears running down his cheeks. "But if you do...you and I can't be a thing any longer and I can't have you around my babies, especially if you're using..."
"No, please" Steve hurried, sniffling as he struggled back to his feet. His weight was still jamming the door. "I'm not using. I mean, I'm not going to be using. This was nothing but a..." Steve struggled to find the words. "A major fuck up, okay? I don't know how else to describe it. But I've been in that crack den for hours now and I've spent every single minute feeling like the worst shit on the planet. At first I thought that meant I should never see you again - for you and the babies' sake - but I feel the opposite now. Ma always said we have to make things right, you know? We can't just apologize, we have to make it right ourselves. So please -" Steve clutched Bucky's hand. "Let me come home and do that. I'll go back to Dr Banner if you want that, I'll...I can even stop drinking, if it makes you feel safer. Just let me come home. Please?" he begged. The last thing Steve wanted was to go back to his former doctor, but he was prepared to if it brought him his budding family back.
Bucky smiled a bit and rested a hand on his mate’s shoulder.
"You can come home, but you are going back to Doctor Banner and I think it's best both of us stop drinking. I want the pups to live in a save and sober environment" he said, rubbing his stomach.
"I need you to go in there and grab Jack and Brock, you owe them an apology. I also need you to tell that woman in there you're never seeing her again" he said, perfect brows knitting together. "Because if this happens again, especially after the pups are born, I ain't gonna be so forgiving."
Steve felt his cheeks heat. He knew Bucky wouldn't forgive him the next time - frankly, if he was stupid enough to do this again, he wouldn't want Bucky to forgive him.
"Right" he said, smiling awkwardly about the banging on the door. "Maybe it's time to let them out".
The second Steve let up the pressure he had on the door, it came flying outwards and Brock came tumbling down into a pile. The offended Omega quickly lept to his feet, growling angrily as he pounced on Steve, grabbing his shirt in the most intimidating way a 5 foot 3 Omega with spiked boots could.
"You piece of shit!" Brock snarled and pounded his fist at Steve's chest. Knowing Brock, Steve hurried to grab his wrists to prevent him from hitting again. Already he knew there would be bruises left behind Brock's wake anyway.
"Brock would you be still for one second? I'm trying to apologize here!" the Alpha struggled to get out while Brock squirmed angrily in his grip.
The Omega stopped at that and glanced instead at Bucky, as if wanting permission to stop his assault.
Bucky looked at Brock and just gave a curt nod.
He was grateful for Brock and Jack, honestly, he didn't know what he would have done without them. Looking over at Steve he waited for the man to speak his piece.
Though as he did so he couldn't help but peer into the apartment, purposely locking eyes with the Omega that had thrown herself on Steve. He felt his eyes narrow and a soft growl escape his plump lips.
The moment Peggy heard that sound she rolled her eyes in a way Steve knew meant trouble. He had to act fast to avoid this to turn into a full out fight. Bucky might be 7 months pregnant and therefore a clumsy baby with manicured nails, but wherever he went, Brock would follow. There wouldn't be much left of Peggy then - and that was saying something, because she was a tough bitch.
"Wait!" Steve said and held his hands out as if between two boxers. When Bucky didn't make a move, Steve turned to Peggy. "Pegs, look. Thanks for taking me in tonight, but this was actually the last thing I needed. I shouldn't have come here - it was a mistake. And I'm not coming back, okay? You and me were over years ago and we're still over today" he told her firmly.
Unfortunately, she rolled her eyes again and decided not to take him seriously. "Let's see you make that speech again when your pups are a few months old and won't stop crying, and that one's pussy is stretch out to the limit and no good" Peggy quipped, mean like a viper, and narrowed her eyes at the pregnant Omega as if in a challenge.
Bucky hissed and narrowed his eyes, stepping closer to Peggy, ignoring Steve's attempt to keep him back fully. He was protective and possessive, especially after being claimed. The mere thought of Steve being with another Omega made him want to fly into an uncontrollable rage.
"Honey, even spittin' out two pups no way in hell will I be as loose as you" he snapped, before looking over at Steve. "And Stevie is going to make a wonderful daddy, these babies in my belly are the luckiest little things in the world to have a father like him. Now, stop being all jealous that whatever you and him had long ago is dead and buried. He ain't interested in you or your smack anymore" Bucky growled, feeling Brock looming behind him, just in case things came to blows. "Now, my Snuggle Wolf is comin' home and that is where he is stayin'. This ain't ever gonna happen again" Bucky declared to everyone in the room.
"I bet you ten bucks that your 'Snuggle Wolf daddy' - if he's even the father - will be back before the year's up. He belongs with his own kind" Peggy growled back, in all her glam punk decadent glory, looking like a disco ball someone filled with heroin and smashed with a spiked bat. The very last thing Steve needed right now.
Bucky hissed again, looking at the woman with rage in his eyes.
"He belongs with me and people who care about him, people that want the best for him, not some gutter whore that wants to pull him back down into the trash with him!" The brunette snapped, keeping hands protectively on his swollen stomach. "Steve is a good man, he just needs people that will help him with his troubles, not encourage them!" he added, looking back at Brock and Jack, smiling at them. "He has good friends, he doesn't need anyone like you, you heard him, he's done with you, and he ain't comin' back to you. Might as well move on yourself, honey."
Deciding to be a bit pettier he reached out and slapped the other Omega across the face, feeling vindicated as he did so.
"And that is for suggesting I don't know who the daddy of these pups are. How dare you suggest I am anything but a lady!" Bucky snapped.
Peggy's face jerked back at the slap. It had her grabbing her jaw and turning to look at the other Omega with a raised brow. Her eyes had gone dangerously dark - Brock knew that look about her. He'd seen it last when someone threw a used condom up on stage and it hit the mic stand to land at her high heeled feet. It was time to react fast or risk a really bad outcome.
"Maybe you're a lady, but you hit like a bitch" Peggy growled and lunged forward. Quick like a cat, Brock threw himself forward too and caught her wrist mid-air. It was thin like a skeleton, but she was surprisingly strong. Grunting, those black eyes turned viciously at Brock.
Good thing he was stronger.
"I don't think so. Not on my watch. Now go crawl back into your hole, snake" Brock spat firmly at Peggy. With a forceful motion, he shoved her back by throwing her arm back to her, and Peggy stumbled back looking furious and ashen, like wallpaper in a house where chain-smokers lived. Turning, Brock gave Steve a meaning look. "Time to get him out of here" he warned.
Luckily, Steve wasn't high enough not to know the danger posed to the pregnant Omega, and he had already begun pulling Bucky away from the house. While Bucky had spent a lot of time around punks and junkies these past few years, there really weren't anyone quite as unpredictable as heroin addicts. Not even Steve knew what Peggy would do now that she'd been pissed off, but he wasn't sticking around to find out.
"We need to go" he said stressed as he helped Bucky hurry away, leaving Jack and Brock to stand guard in that door until they were safe. He could hear Peggy screaming after them. It put a chill in his bones; she really was a ticking time bomb.
Bucky knew how to fight and was confident (perhaps a little too confident if you asked Steve) that if he wasn't seven months pregnant with twins, he would have laid that bitch out on the ground. He hissed again, only leaving when Steve basically forced him out.
"She's lucky I'm about to burst. I would’ve whomped her if I wasn't” the brunette spat out, rubbing his stomach. "The nerve of that bitch to say I don't know who the daddy if my pups are! She's one to talk, looks like she needs a rubber band to keep her legs closed" he added with a growl, hearing Brock keep the woman at bay as Steve led him out. "I find you with her again ill wallop you both, you understand that, Stevie?" Bucky asked, turning to look at his mate as the blond tried to hail a cab.
Bucky was a scary little ball of omega rage when he got like this, even when he was seven months pregnant. Maybe because he was seven months pregnant. Unsurprisingly, he and Brock had a lot in common. They would throw themselves headfirst into any battle like kamikaze street kittens and not care if the odds were against them.
Not that Steve would be foolish enough to bet against Bucky as a principal.
"Don't worry sweetheart; if I ever see her again, I'll jump down the nearest manhole" Steve muttered as he led them towards a taxi that had stopped down the road. Brock and Jack could drive the car home. He wasn’t in any state to drive, and neither was the Omega.
"Good, because I don't need to kill my mate before I birth his pups" Bucky said, allowing Steve to help into the backseat of the cab. He took in a deep breath and rubbed his eyes. These last few days had been extremely stressful for him and now he was exhausted.
Glancing out the window as the taxi sped away he sighed softly.
"I can't wait for you to meet our babies" he said, looking over at the blond. "Once you see ‘em you'll fall in love with them, I just know it" the Omega added. "Next time you feel things are becoming too much instead of running away talk to me" he mused. "I think you forgot we are in this together Cuddle Wolf, till the end of the line"
Steve felt his eyes tear up for the fiftieth time that evening. It had really been such a shit day. By some grace of a God he didn't believe in, he'd been allowed to end it in Bucky's arms.
Where he belonged.
"Til the end of the line" he whispered back, putting a quivering hand on Bucky's swollen belly. The pups inside were wreaking havoc, distressed and awake. Wanting to soothe them, Steve leaned down and put his cheek to the bump, humming soothingly. "Shh, it's okay babies. You can go back to sleep now. Daddy isn't going anywhere" he promised.
Notes:
We got inspired, so this is extended from 3 chapters to 4! Next will contain some nice smut, just a heads up :)
Chapter Text
Bucky smiled, closing his eyes as his mate hummed a soft tune to try and calm down the pups in his belly.
It seemed to work, because after a few moments the kicks weren't so strong and it felt like the two were settling down.
"That's right, Daddy isn't going anywhere, not ever again" Bucky cooed softly, pressing a kiss to the top of Steve's head as he nuzzled his swollen tummy. "We are a family and no one is going to tear us apart" the Omega proclaimed.
It was a good thing the taxi stopped, because Steve really had to get out of that closed space. And Bucky needed to lie down properly. It had been such a trying day for him. The Alpha helped him carefully to their building and up the elevator. As they went in together through the door, Steve supporting his mate on his arm, Alpine met them in the hallway. Instead of her usual elegant, worthy tripping on her toes, she was running. Just before them, she skidded to a halt, glaring up at Steve with an accusing look, like she knew exactly what had just gone down.
"Mrowh!" she yelled at him - Steve specifically. Frowning, the Alpha took a confused step back. They'd never been best friends, him and the cat, but now she seemed pissed.
"Is she, uh...is she gonna let me in?" he asked Bucky.
"Huh, guess she's mad at ya for leaving. She did see me cryin' an awful lot and they do say animals can pick up on their owner’s emotions" Bucky said, somewhat flattered his cat was so protective of him. He sighed and leaned down to pick her up, watching as the fuzz ball relaxed in his arms.
But the minute she saw Steve she hissed at him.
"Looks like you have another member of the family to earn back trust from too" he said, smiling a little, moving out of the way so Steve could get into their home. He put Alpine down, watching as she stayed close to him. He had to wonder if she knew he had tiny humans growing inside him, making her even more possessive than usual.
"I hope both of you can forgive me eventually" Steve mumbled as he pressed up against Bucky from behind. The hug was tight and soft at the same time; careful hands rested over Bucky's baby bump, and Steve ran his nose slowly over the scarred gland on his mate's neck. Chest rumbling, he nuzzled over his neck and up behind his ear, gently kissing right on that spot he knew melted Bucky like ice cream in the sun. His tongue slipped out, licking over it, and then he kissed it again while moulding his body to Bucky's.
The longing had been growing in him ever since he saw Bucky in the doorway, and now it was almost desperate. As if he didn't get to have his omega now, he'd lose him forever. But he also wanted to avoid pressuring him. A whine slipped past Steve's lips, demonstrating the struggle within him, and his hands ghosted up on the underside of Bucky's swollen chest, asking silent permission to touch him there.
Bucky smiled a little, allowing Steve to rest his hands on his swollen stomach.
"What is going on in that head of yours?" the Omega asked softly, knowing Steve was dealing with some guilt from his decisions. "It's okay, you can touch and kiss my stomach, the pups missed you" he said, laughing softly when he felt Steve's large hands go to his chest, obviously wanting to feel it up.
"You can touch, Cuddle Wolf. I need some physical touches too, been hard without my Alpha around."
"I just really want you" Steve murmured against his neck. Warm, full breasts filled his hands as the Alpha gently cupped them, pressing closer. "And at the same time I don't feel like I deserve you. It makes it...hard. I need you so bad, to prove to you I'm going to stay, and to make you mine all over again. Can I do that? Please, Omega?" Steve begged, caressing him with all that longing and breathing in his scent.
Bucky couldn't help but let a mewl escape his lips as the man he loved, adored, started to pay him the attention he craved. He closed his eyes and felt big hands feel up his swollen chest.
"I-I need you too" he breathed out, taking in a deep breath as he bit his lower lip. "Come with me..." he moaned, attempting to bring them back to their bedroom. If they were going to make love he needed to be on a soft surface. Thanks to being seven months pregnant he couldn't exactly be fucked against a wall.
"I'll ride you...but after this...no more until you get back into Doctor Banner's program..." the Omega said, knowing it was going to be just as hard on him as it would be on Steve. But he had to make sure his mate got clean again.
Without wanting to, Steve nodded to agree - he saw the sense in it too. During these past hours, most of the sugar's high had left him, but he still had this familiar, weird after-feeling in his body. "I'm not high anymore though. I promise" Steve told Bucky anyway as he followed him into the bedroom. Hopefully hearing it would help the Omega feel safer with him.
As careful as if he was tucking in a pup, Steve helped his mate onto the bed. His own clothes went as he followed him. Their lips met again and the Alpha cradled his lover's neck to hold him close, moaning ever so softly into his mouth where he was kneeling face to face with Bucky. The bump between them was safe; protected.
"You really are so beautiful like this" Steve mumbled earnestly, hand cupping Bucky's belly. The twins had settled finally.
"You mean that?" Bucky said, crawling onto his lover's lap. "I...I...didn't think you liked me like this... I mean...I knew you were worried about the pups so I just felt like you were always disgusted when you looked at me” he admitted softly, wrapping his arms around the blond's shoulders and slipping out of his panties. "I just want you to love me...even the new me...the me that's a mother..." he muttered, managing to lift his hips a little.
"No no no, darling..." Steve bit his lip as the guilt washed over him, Carefully, he helped Bucky sit more comfortable on his lap, and instead of getting himself inside him he slowly caressed Bucky's back, letting his nose drag a soft line from Bucky's chest up to his neck. "Don't think that, please. Not ever. I've always loved the way you look. Don't you know how hot it is for an Alpha to see their Omega all round and pregnant? God, I get a little hard every time I see you like this, you don't even know" Steve breathed out, dick jutting out and smearing precum over the space where his hands were now moving down over Bucky's belly. His belly where Steve's pups were resting, the result of successful breeding. There wasn't really anything an Alpha wanted to see more, if their canine brains got to decide.
Steve kissed Bucky and looked him in the eye, honest now and not trying to flirt. "I'm scared about becoming a father. But never about you becoming a mother"
Bucky managed a small smile and felt a large cock brush up against him, already leaking with precum.
"I know it's silly I just...this has been hard on me too. It's been strange seein' my body change so much and trying to figure out how my work was gonna go while carrying around two bowling balls... And even though you were never afraid of me becoming a mother, doesn't mean I wasn't... I think it's pretty natural for people who are becoming parents to be scared and...I meant what I said back at that flop house... I do think you're gonna be a hell of a daddy to our babies" the brunette said earnestly, smiling sweetly as he started to settle on his mate's erect cock, letting out a gasp as he did so.
Grunting from the sudden pleasure, Steve couldn't help but give his omega a smile that made his canine teeth glint, showing the shadow of his usual self. "Yeah? You wanna call me Daddy again sweetheart?" the alpha rumbled. Bucky stretched nice and slow around his shaft.
"D-Daddy..." Bucky mewled, closing his eyes as he felt that large cock fill him up. It was exactly what he needed, God did it feel good! He purred and started to move around a little, wanting it as far in as it could get. "Please...Daddy...fuck me? I need it...I need it...so badly..." he keened, biting his lower lip as he felt the fullness he had been craving since his Alpha had left.
"C'mere, it's okay" Steve rumbled and embraced him. Steadying him, the alpha braced himself better against the mattress and started properly fucking up into his hole. It was warm and willing now that he was so pregnant, since his body was safe around the mate that impregnated him. Omegas always got easier to fuck when they were pupped up - it was a natural response to help them through it. Regular breedings always eased the difficulties of a pregnancy.
Especially with a litter in there.
"Daddy's got you, you're alright" Steve murmured into his warm neck and thrust himself deep inside the squirming, heavy omega.
"I-I love you...Daddy..." Bucky moaned, trying to keep up his movements, holding onto Steve to keep his balance. It felt amazing having the man's knot back inside of him, filling him up, making him feel wanted and loved. Plus, having his mate fuck him while he was pregnant made all the pain go away, made it feel like the seven months of torture he had endured so far had all been worth it.
"C-Cuddle Wolf...I-I...I missed this...so...fucking...much..." the Omega breathed out, letting a high-pitched whine escape his lips as Steve managed to hit a particular sweet spot.
"God...yes...oh...fill me up Alpha...remind me...I'm yours..."
"You'll always be mine" Steve growled into his neck, nipping on it. The swell beneath his lips made him hungry for it; he drove in faster, but tried not to go too hard. It was difficult when the need to claim was as strong as it was in him now. "Always" he growled. The pulsating bonding gland was so close he couldn't help it; the scent was too enticing.
He bit down, claiming Bucky again, just as he drove his cock deep up inside him. The knot was catching on his rim now.
Bucky let out a cry when he felt sharp teeth sink into him. The blond had marked him last year, but he wasn't going to stop him from renewing his bond, especially after having run off like he did. He knew the Alpha needed to re-stake his claim, something that would be good for both of them.
He could feel blood trickling down his neck and Steve's knot inflating inside of him. It felt amazing, it felt like everything he had ever wanted. He let out another mewl as he felt himself starting to orgasm. Letting out a series of needy moans and whines, he felt slick start to run down his thighs.
"A-Alpha...Alpha!" the brunette cried out in ecstasy.
Feeling Bucky come around his knot made him shudder in pleasure. "My omega" he groaned, face buried in Bucky's neck, and he was instinctually rocking his knot where it was stuck inside his mate. Every motion helped Bucky milk him, and it was intense enough to have his balls empty in heavy, hot spurts.
Steve breathed out in ragged waves, trying to catch his breath. He would've made it last longer, but it was hard when his omega was so warm and tight around him. Knocking their foreheads together, he slowly caught his breath, sweat beading on his chest.
"I love you" he whispered against Bucky's lips, like a confession.
"I love you too." Bucky whispered back, feeling himself tethered to his mate. "Never leave me again, Stevie. I won't be able to take it a second time" he breathed out, closing his eyes as he just enjoyed the closeness they were sharing. All he wanted was this, all he ever wanted was this.
Taking in a deep breath he sighed contently.
"We need to make love as much as possible because in less than two months we're gonna have two little pups that are gonna love interrupting us" the brunette pointed out with a tired laugh.
"I promise" Steve whispered. It was a bit of a challenge getting Bucky nice and comfy with his belly bump, but with some careful manoeuvring, the alpha managed to get them both snuggled under the blanket. His knot was still pumping out cum into Bucky's already full uterus.
He chuckled at Bucky's remark. "Yeah, I guess you're right. I think Brock and Jack are gonna have to do a whole lot of quick evening babysitting" he winked.
"Do you think they'd be able to handle two pups?" Bucky asked, sounding amused by the mere thought alone. He giggled and relaxed on the blond’s knot, letting it pump him full, giving him just what he needed.
"Nope, not a chance. But it'll be good for them. That, or we're condemning our kids to getting pyromancy lessons from Jack" Steve answered.
"You know, we have one of the pup’s names, but we don't have the other. What are we gonna call him?" the Omega inquired with a smile. "Sarah and..." he trailed off, hoping Steve would help fill in the blank.
"Caspian" Steve said, looking out into the dark room. To his inner eye he was already seeing the two little things running around playing. He wasn't sure where the name came from, but it felt good to home. Giving Bucky a crooked smile, he shrugged. "You know, like in Narnia? Cause he'll be our little prince. I loved those books when I was a kid" he told the omega. When Bucky only raised a questioning eyebrow in return, Steve rolled his eyes and playfully poked him in the side. "Alright you caught me, I was a complete book worm as a kid. I didn't have much else to do". He considered that for a second. "I could read to them? We can get the Narnia books and I'll read them stories. They'd like that, right?" the alpha asked hopefully, hearing himself how insecure he sounded.
He was insecure. He had no idea how to be a dad.
Bucky smiled brightly at that, going so far as to giggle and wrap his arms around his lover.
"Oh Cuddle Wolf, I love it!" he squealed, getting some energy back from hearing how Steve had actually thought this out. "That's so sweet! And of course they would like that, we can read to 'em every night" he cooed, his smile only growing at the thought. "We can have another Cas in the family!" he added, thinking about how overjoyed his brother-in-law would be about that.
Steve smiled, glad Bucky liked it.
"Sarah and Caspian Rogers, sounds perfect to me" Bucky said, resting his hand on his swollen stomach. "We're gonna love the hell outta these pups. They're gonna want for nothin'" he promised. "Mostly because they're gonna have great parents who are raisin' 'em" he added, poking Steve's nose in a playful fashion.
Four Months Later
"Whose that? Whose that?" Bucky cooed, picking a tiny baby up from a crib and tickling their tummy. "Is that a kitty cat?" he asked, looking at Alpine who just laid across from the play pen in the nursery, watching the two tiny humans with intrigue.
When Caspian giggled and reached for his mother's face, Bucky leaned in and gave his tiny stomach a series of kisses, making the baby coo and squeal in delight.
Reaching into the pen he managed to wrangle Sarah who was wanting her mother's attention as well, whining until she was picked up and situated on her mother's lap with her brother.
Tonight they were having people over for the first time. Steve's band and his family. They hadn't wanted anyone to be around the twins for the first few months, wanting the babies to get accommodated to their home. That had been rough, all of them had nearly beaten the door down as soon as they got the twins home.
When he heard the door open and shut he smiled.
"Sounds like Daddy's home" he said, getting excited coos from the pups. "Steve! We're in the nursery!" he called out.
"Where are my little rascals? Where are you hiding?" Steve came running into the nursery with his arms out, putting on theatrics with a semi-scary voice that always had the babies laughing. Ever since they grew up enough to properly notice things around them, it had been the absolute joy of Steve's life to come up with new voices that amused them.
Sarah was giggling at him and pawing at his face when he swung her up in his arms. "There she is! My little monster! Is that who you are baby? A teeny tiny sea monster, eh?" the alpha joked around, tickling her belly. On the floor, sweet Caspian was reaching for him and he hurried to his knees so he could bundle them both up together and kiss their little heads.
Was there ever a greater happiness than to feel the weight of his pups pressed to his heart?
Maybe the only thing greater was the smile on Bucky's face as he watched them play. Steve smiled back, now out of breath. "Hi love, sorry I'm late. I had to get the last of the stuff for dinner. Have they been a handful?" he asked and carefully leaned over to give his mate a kiss. Bucky had taken a complete break from work, and Steve had done his best to spend as little time as possible working now as well. It was mostly stuff down at the shelter, and a few new songs him and Brock was tinkering with. But he could never be away more than three hours before he found gravity pulling him back home.
"It's okay, thank you for picking that stuff up, Cuddle Wolf" Bucky cooed, kissing his lover back. "As for these little ones, perfect angels, as usual. Hard to believe they’re our pups considering how wild we were." He teased, managing to get up. He had lost a good chunk of baby weight, but he was still working on getting back into shape.
"So, I managed to do a little cleaning in between caring for these cuties. Everyone is so excited to see them! I told 'em they might tucker out easily so not to be offended if they pass out halfway through" the Omega said with a giggle, shaking his head as he watched Steve with the babies. He was so good with them, and in turn, the twins loved him like crazy. It was hard to believe the blond had ever even been worried about being a father with how well he had taken to it.
"Also probably gonna have to take a break to feed them. Those puppies have their daddy's appetite" Bucky said with a laugh, arching his back as he felt the swollen mounds on his chest.
Steve gave him a suggestive smile and moved closer with the twins in his arms, squishing them softly between them. If the Alpha had thought Bucky's chest was swollen and leaky before the birth, it was nothing compared to now. He could hardly fit in any bra and had resorted to ordering some special breastfeeding bras via Nat. They were really supposed to be used for a photoshoot, but Bucky claimed they were so comfy he just kept them. It was just a bonus that they were hot as hell.
"Yeah? You need some help taking a load off before the guest come?" Steve purred at him. Nursing on his mate's swollen tits hadn't become any less fun just because the pups were born.
Bucky laughed and shook his head, moving to undo the dress he was wearing so it would slide down and show off his nursing bra.
"Twins first, then you" he said, moving to take the pups into his arms. "Not gonna starve our babies because you are hooked on my breast milk." He teased, going towards the rocking chair in the nursery and sitting down, undoing the bra so each twin could latch onto a nipple. Like their father, they were both overly eager and he was not looking forward to when they started teething.
Making sure he was supporting their heads, he leaned back and looked at his mate.
"Do you like watching me nurse your children, Stevie? Remind you of what you helped me create, how potent you are" he cooed, giggling a bit.
Steve, completely torn between how utterly sweet it was to watch the mother of his children nurse them and how hot it was to see Bucky's tits out in the open, could only nod. It didn't matter that people had warned Steve about this; he didn't think he'd ever get used to just how possessive he felt over seeing Bucky with the pups. Possessive in a good way. A very good way. As if a deep-rooted animalistic instinct had finally be satisfied.
Knowing they had very little time, Steve pressed the heel of his hand against his crotch to try and calm himself. "You know I do" he grunted to Bucky, really hoping they'd have a few minutes after they hungry pups were finished nursing so he could get a taste. It was one of the few times Steve as an Alpha really lowered himself below his Omega, because he enjoyed resting his head on Bucky's knee so he could play with those nipples. The weight of those tits above him was just perfect.
When Sarah pulled off, smacking her lips Bucky over at Steve.
"Be of some use and burp your daughter while I finish feeding Caspian" he said with a giggle, paying attention to his son as he managed to pass Sarah to Steve, pointing to the corner where the burp towel was.
Looking down at his son he smiled when he continued to lazily suckle, blue eyes looking up at him, reminding him of his father.
It didn't take long for Caspian to finish too, and when he did, he was handed off to Steve, who was still wrangling Sarah. They made a good team. Steve wasn't one of those Alphas who expected Bucky to do every single thing when it comes to raising their children. He helped put them to bed, bathe them, care for them, everything. He always felt so lucky he had an Alpha who was a partner and not just a dominator.
"Alrighty, one burp for you as well" Steve cooed at his son and gently patted him on his little butt so he could burp onto the towel slung over his shoulder. Caspian was always a champ at burping, and Steve was soon putting him down side by side with his sister in the crib, smiling lovingly down at them as they yawned. "Sleepy little puppies, aren't you? Get some rest before the guests come - then everyone is gonna want to cuddle with you" the Alpha told them softly and tickled their little bellies.
Bucky smiled as he watched his mate put their pups in their crib, letting them curl up together and start to doze off. A nap before everyone came over would be good for them.
Turning his attention to Steve, he smiled.
"Okay, you want to be fed to, it's time, but I ain't burping you afterwards, you can do that yourself" the brunette teased, giving the blond a wink as he grabbed his hand and led him out of the nursery, going to their bedroom.
"So generous" Steve teased as he was tugged along onto the bed. Hungrily, he kissed his Omega and cupped those heavy tits in his hands. His thumb stroke over one of the nipples, triggering a soft moan from Bucky and a drop of milk. Before Bucky even got the chance to get comfortable, Steve bent down and licked up the drop, growling deep in his chest at the sweet taste. He wrapped his lips around it and sucked; since Bucky had just nursed, the milk flowed easily and he greedily suckled down a mouthful. Just the taste had his cock hard and aching. Perhaps a bit too greedily, Steve gripped Bucky's left boob and sucked harder, wanting more.
Bucky couldn't help but moan. The feeling of his lover’s lips wrapped around his sensitive nipple was almost too much. He closed his eyes and moved to rest his hand on the back of Steve's head.
"What are you going to do when I stop lactating?" he teased with a gasp, smiling lazily as he held onto the bulky man. They had some time before their guests showed up, so, for the moment, with the twins napping and the house quiet, he would enjoy the intimate moment with his love.
Groaning, Steve leaned down so they laid back more comfortably, still suckling. He pulled off just enough to say; "M'gonna suck on your pretty tits every day anyway sweetheart".
Steve was gentle with Bucky's post-birth body when he embraced it, but made no move to hide just how much he loved being close to him like this. His hands were eager, as was his mouth, but he knew nursing like this gave Bucky pleasure.
Bucky moaned, closing his eyes as he felt Steve finish off sucking on his leaking tits. He felt good and it helped with the swelling. He was happy Steve seemed to enjoy it so much. In the past he had feared his lover wouldn't find him attractive anymore after giving birth, but, thankfully, that didn't seem to be the case.
"Stevie..." he whined, biting his lower lip as he held onto the blond for leverage. "We...we gotta start getting things ready..." hhe brunette breathed out, not wanting to move or stop, but not wanting to be caught nursing his Alpha when they were celebrating their newborns.
With a regretful grunt, Steve sucked one last time, swallowing a big gulp of sweet milk, and then accepted that he had to pull off. The wet popping sound it made just served to make the Alpha harder. But he had to ignore that for now.
"You're so hot, you know that? I'm the luckiest guy in the world" he smiled at Bucky and nuzzled his swollen bosom happily with his cheek. And he meant it too. It was hard to keep his hands off the Omega, even harder after he gave birth and turned all perfect and soft under Steve's hands.
But they had two babies who could wake up any minute, and friends who would soon knock on their door.
"I'm pretty lucky myself" Bucky said with a giggle, moving to pull his nursing bra back up and try to fix his dress. "Now, why do you move your cute little butt and go out there and make sure someone is waiting for our guests when they get here. I'm gonna get the pups up and dressed" the Omega cooed, pressing a cute kiss to his mate's nose.
"You heard me, get!" the brunette cried out in a teasing fashion, giving a whack at Steve's ass. "You know my sister is gonna be here early" he added, making his way out of the master bedroom and straightening his dress, going towards the nursery. He had picked out some cute onesies for the twins to wear and he wanted them to look their best when they met their friends and family.
As he was going into the nursery, the doorbell rang.
"Stevie! Get the door!" he cried out, putting Caspian in a cute whale onesie and Sarah in a bunny one.
Waiting at the door was Becca and Cas, both carrying gifts and looking like they were about to tear the door down to get inside and see the babies.
Admittedly, Steve had gotten off to a bad start with the both of them. But given that he'd spent the last six months back in therapy with Dr Banner without having more than a few beers, he had slowly started to earn some of their trust back. It helped that he barely left Bucky and the kids’ side - he swore that if one of the pup's first word wasn't Daddy, he'd be disappointed.
So now his smile was a tad uneasy, but Steve still hoped that this day would prove a real turning point.
"Steve!" Cas bubbled, so full of excitement that his scent came off with a hint of that gunpowder smell you got from fireworks. At least the sweet Omega was quick to forgive.
"Cas, it's good to see you. Bucky's missed you both like crazy" the Alpha said softly and accepted the polite (if not a little over-eager) hand nuzzle from Cas. The pair was a bit more traditional than most couples in New York, and Steve had no desire to offend Becca any further right now by hugging her mate inappropriately.
Becca smiled a bit as she followed her mate into the apartment.
"Nice to see you again" she said, shaking her brother-in-law's hand as she wrapped an arm around Cas' shoulders. "We've been chomping at the bit to see those little ones. I can't believe ya'll made us wait so long" she teased, moving to put down a few wrapped packages. "Now, where are my niece and nephew, Cas wants to start cooing over 'em."
Hearing the noise coming from the living room Bucky emerged dressed and made up, carrying two adorable bundles in his arms.
"Here they are!" Bucky squealed, feeling the pups wiggle in his arms, smacking their hands together and gurgling. "They are so excited to see people besides me and their daddy" he added with a giggle, pressing kisses to both babies heads.
It had been a hard decision, but considering the stability Steve needed to keep himself clean, the stress put on Bucky's body to give birth to twins, and the fact that Caspian had been a bit sickly at first, it had been the right decision. Carefully, Steve took the struggling little Caspian from Bucky's grip to relieve him, and walked closer to the giddy Omega excited to hold him.
"We know, but with this little one who wouldn't stop coughing...we just wanted to be safe. Now they're both reeling to go!" Steve joked and bounced his baby a little. The pup giggled and stuck his arms straight out - Cas was quick to step up to him.
"Oh isn't he the cutest thing ever!" Cas squealed, very gently lifting the pup out of Steve's grip so he could hug him to his chest.
Bucky smiled as he watched his sister and brother-in-law interact with their nephew. Smiling a little he gently handed Sarah over to his sister.
"Look at this lil one" Becca said, her usual stoic face breaking into a wide grin. "Adorable. Both of 'em are adorable, just like their Mama when he was a pup" she said with a wink. "Ma and Dad are going to go crazy when they see these cuties" she added with a wink, cuddling the little girl to her chest, standing close to her mate as he cooed over Caspian.
"I can't wait for them to meet their grandpups" Bucky cooed, looking over at Steve. Glancing out the window he could see Brock and Jack arriving, carrying a gift wrapped in newspaper. He knew their friends were just as eager to see the twins as everyone else.
"Did you name him after me??" Cas gasped in disbelief as he held out Caspian at arm’s length to look at him. The pup gurgled a little.
"Your name isn't Caspian hun. It's Casper" Becca rolled her eyes as if her mate had momentarily forgotten it. And it seemed he had, because the Omega blushed and hugged the pup back to his chest.
"Oh, right. It is" he admitted. Smiling embarrassedly, Cas walked up to his Alpha and nuzzled her, careful of the two babies they were holding. "I get confused sometimes"
Their cuddling was interrupted by a loud bang on the door (leave it to Jack to not know how to knock at a normal volume).
"Hello?? Pups?? Where are the puppies?" Jack bellowed from outside, still knocking. As Sarah turned with a scared expression at the door, they all heard Brock wrestling with his Alpha and going; "Oh my god will you shut up, you absolute moron"
Steve burst into laughter; not entirely mirrored by Becca who definitely had that look of 'it's not funny'.
"Let them in before they break the door down" Bucky said, shaking his head as Becca didn't seem as amused as they were, though Cas seemed to be giggling at the display.
Bucky rolled his eyes playfully and made his way to the door, opening it up and smiling when he saw the couple.
"Well, come on in!" He cooed, moving to hug Brock as he stepped aside so the pair could come inside. "These two have been dying to meet y’all" the Omega added, moving to take the babies from Cas and Becca. "This is Sarah, and this is Caspian" he said proudly, looking back at Steve who was standing behind him for support.
Brock wasn't known for liking pups. He'd never wanted one himself and usually only accepted to hold a friend's baby if it was an emergency - and then he would hold it far away from his body with a concerned expression on his face.
But these pups? They looked exactly like little copies of Steve and Bucky. They smelled like Steve and Bucky. And when little Sarah stretched her chubby arms out at him and smiled like he was the best thing in the world, Brock absolutely melted.
"Give her to me" he said, eyes completely fixed on the mesmerizing girl. Her tiny but sturdy weight settled on his hips as the Omega took her in his arms, and he found a smile tugging the corners of his mouth upwards. Giggling, Sarah happily waved her hands up at Brock's hair, which he had ceremoniously styled in a spiked hawk with neon green tips just for this occasion instead of his usual messy deathhawk. Normally, Brock hated anyone messing with his hair, but for Sarah he gladly bent down and let her explore. "You like that, huh? Yeah, you're gonna be a punk just like your daddy" he cooed and nuzzled her, much to the delight of Steve.
Steve however was distracted when Bucky handed Caspian over to a very excited Jack.
"Careful!" the Alpha hurried to warn, seeing for his inner eye how Jack would pick the pup up by one leg like a monkey playing with a toy.
Jack gave him a look. Expertly, he took the little bundle and placed him comfortably on his hip, which left a dangling chain for Caspian to play with. Notably, the crust punker had left all baby-dangerous spikes at home. "I grew up with six little brothers, I know how to hold a pup" Jack pointed out, chin raised.
Steve raised a brow. "You set Kennedy on fire" he retorted.
"Only the tip of his tail!"
"Aww you're so good with him." Bucky cooed, rather shocked at how well Jack took to holding Caspian. Color him surprised. He then glanced over at Brock who was playing with Sarah, a big smile on his face. He knew the punk Omega didn't care for children so the fact he seemed to be enjoying his pup so much meant a lot to him.
"I think they like you." He said with a grin, moving to go over to Steve and grab his hand, giving it a squeeze to try and calm him a little. "That's fantastic because we are for sure gonna need some babysitters moving forward." He teased, looking at Becca and Cas who both quickly threw their hat into the ring to look after the pups. God, when his parents got here, they were going to try and steal them and take them back to Indiana.
These two babies were gonna have a lot of love in their life, a lot of support by a lot of wonderful people.
"What do you say?" Jack teasingly said and hip-bumped Brock now that they had one pup each to rock. "Want me to pup you up?" he winked, knowing it'd get Brock going.
The Omega rolled his eyes and hip-bumped him back even harder. "If you wanna fuck me just say so" he retorted.
"Language" Steve suddenly grunted. It made everyone turn - the Alpha had never been known as anything but foul-mouthed, and Bucky had long since stopped trying to get him to reel it in when they were in public.
"I'm sorry - what?" Brock asked with both eyebrows raised, looking like Steve had just told him he ate a live frog for breakfast.
Realizing what he'd just said, Steve scraped his foot embarrassedly at the ground. "It just slipped out" he mumbled back. Maybe he really was coming into these parenting instincts.
Bucky giggled a bit at that.
"He's just getting into daddy mode" he teased with a wink. brushing some hair behind his ear as he adjusted his dress. He was leaking again and he really hoped the nursing bra would hide it. He knew he shouldn't be embarrassed by it but he couldn't help it.
So, he just resigned himself to watching their guests interacting with their puppies. It was sweet watching Jack and Brock being so sweet with the twins. He was glad they took to them, because they wanted their friends to be in their children's lives. The others would be coming by later, they wanted to spread out how much interaction the pups had so they didn't get overstimulated.
Becca smiled a bit and moved to put a hand on Steve's shoulder.
"Don't be embarrassed, you're just finding that paternal instinct any good Alpha should have." She said, offering a small smile. "You should be proud, you two made some beautiful puppies."
By some miracle, they had. Despite Steve's long years of addiction, they'd turned out happy and healthy, and Steve couldn't be more proud. Every time he thought about, his chest felt tight like he couldn't breathe, but in a good way? Like he just couldn't believe how lucky he was. Smiling softly at his beautiful Omega standing there readjusting the chest of his dress and knowing that tonight, they'd all bundle up in bed with Bucky feeding the twins and Steve massaging his calves gently, Steve just couldn't be happier.
"Yeah, we really did" he answered Becca in a soft tone. For the first time, it felt good that the other Alpha approved of him.
"So when are you getting them pierced?" Jack frowned and held up one of the pups to inspect it.
Steve snorted out a laugh. "Oh I don't know, when they've stopped breastfeeding?" he joked, winking at Bucky.
Bucky laughed.
"No one is piercing my babies until they are at least able to use the potty by themselves" he cooed with a wink back at Steve. Honestly, he wouldn't be against it when the pups got older. He couldn't see them being strict parents as long as the kids were safe.
"Thank you all for coming, the pups have been so excited to finally meet y’all. I want them to know they have so many people that love them. I know Steve and I ain't exactly the most conventional couple in the world and we aren't gonna raise conventional puppies" he said, looking up at Steve. "But, they will be raised knowing how loved and special they are, and will never not know the feeling of being cared for."
Becca smiled.
"None of us doubt that, Buck. We know these little ones have a mama and daddy who will love the heck outta 'em" she said, wrapping an arm around Cas. "And an aunt and uncle that will spoil 'em like crazy."
It turned out the pups would have a lot of people there for them. As more people showed up - the rest of the band and then the play bunnies too - Steve started feeling emotional. One thing they didn't tell you about going off drugs was that you started feeling things more intense. You weren't as muted down all the time. So seeing a room full of people who cared for their little family and wanted to be a part of it had an effect on Steve. The Alpha felt his chest constrict and he had to stop and pretend to get something just so he could stop and look out over the room growing more and more crowded.
He'd be lying if he said there weren't tears behind his eyes as he saw them all walking around laughing and talking, letting the puppies move from embrace to embrace. Everyone wanted to hug them and scent them. Bucky's family was amongst them and he'd have his parents coming over soon too. It had bothered Steve a bit this morning that he didn’t have any family of his own to invite - but looking around now he realized he had lots of family. His children would grow up never knowing what it felt like to be alone; they would always have people around them who loved and cared for them.
And that, to Steve, was worth more than any gift they could've brought.
The dinner was interrupted by a knock on the door. Bucky was quick to get up from the table and moved over to the front door and smiled widely as he opened it up, revealing his parents.
"Mama! Daddy!" He cried out with glee, quickly getting hugs from his mother and a kiss on the top of his head from his father.
"Baby girl!" Winifred cooed, holding onto her youngest for awhile before letting go. "Your daddy and I are so happy to be here! We've been gnawing at the bit to meet our grandpups!" she said, looking back at George who nodded his head.
"Your mother has been beside herself waitin'. Be glad she's as patient as she is" he said with a chuckle, making his way into the apartment after being invited in.
"Stevie, bring the pups here to meet their grandparents" Bucky called into the dining room, waiting a few moments and watching as his mate came in carrying the twins.
Winifred let out a loud squeal.
"Oh my Lord! They are the most precious things I have ever seen!" she cried out, tears already welling in her eyes. "Honey, they're gorgeous"
Speaking of people who he hadn't gotten off to a good start with - Bucky's parents were the same. It made it a bit awkward to approach them with a smile that felt a bit plastic and say hello for the first time in quite a long time. Steve had met them again before Bucky got pregnant. That meeting had gotten better. But Steve had gotten scared that Bucky's parents would hate him all over again because he got their precious baby Omega knocked up.
It seemed the sight of the babies made that hate melt. At least he hoped so.
"Mr Barnes, Mrs Barnes. How was the trip?" Steve asked, making sure to be polite.
"Well, it's so good to see you again, Hun" Winifred said, moving to gently pat Steve's cheek and gladly accept a pup. She quickly snuggled it and pressed kisses to the baby's tummy, causing the child to giggle. "That little laugh! Cuter than a kitten frolickin' in flowers!" she cooed, looking over at her son and flashing him a smile. "Just darlin'!"
"That's Caspian" Bucky informed, going to stand next to his mate, watching his father closely.
George Barnes was quiet and stoic as ever, though, as soon as he saw his grandchildren, he cracked a smile.
"It's nice to see you again Steven. I hope you have been behaving yourself" George said, smiling as he took Sarah into his arms. "These little ones really are adorable" he mused, glancing up at his son and son-in-law. "So...when are you gettin' em' baptized?" he asked, raising a brow.
Bucky sighed.
"Daddy we'll get that worked out later. Right now, let's just celebrate my babies being here with us" he said, rolling his eyes. Some things never changed.
Steve, who had spent years being angry with God and the church for what had happened to his mother, actually held his tongue this time. If God had blessed him - a wretched sinner - with two pups as sweet and beautiful as these, then perhaps it wouldn't be the worst thing in the world to get them baptized. Give some thanks back. The Lord knew Steve hadn't given him credit for much during his life.
So, instead the Alpha smiled at Caspian and brushed his thumb over the soft cheek.
"I might know a church" he softly said, mostly for George. The man looked back at him; perhaps it was all in Steve's head, but he imagined he saw something like gratitude in the old man's eyes.
"Are we gonna eat or something?" Jack asked, mismatched eyes searching the room for anything edible.
Bucky couldn't help but smile when Steve said he would be willing to have the twins baptized. It was more a gesture for his parents, he knew that, but the sentiment was very touching.
In fact, it even caused George to manage a ghost of a smile, giving his son-in-law a nod, keeping a hold of Sarah as he went to join the rest of the group as they were gathering for dinner.
"Did you cook?" Winifred asked, handing a fussy Caspian over to his mother after peppering his crown with kisses.
"I did, I hope it tastes okay" Bucky said, taking his baby and resting him on his hip as he started working on putting various different foods on the table.
"Just...never thought I'd see you so domestic is all" Winifred added, moving to help her son set the table. "Cooking dinner, pup on your hip, a stable relationship" she said with a smile.
Bucky laughed a little.
"Well, maybe I'm a little more...domestic, but I'm still planning on livin' my life how I please, same with Steve. We can do that and raise our pups."
"I know you can, Honey" the older Omega said with a wink.
"You better, because you promised to help us out with the cover for our new album" Brock pointed out, mouth full of potato that he nicked from the potato salad he was helping carrying.
"You promised" Jack said with a meaning look, prompting Sam to shove an elbow into his rib.
"Don't be an ass" he hissed at him. Behind him, Riley was snorting out laugh trying to tuck their own pup more comfortably into the stroller where it was napping.
It wasn't hard to figure out why Jack was so keen on Bucky keeping up his promise. The album was called 'As above - so below' and was supposed to be a bit more introspective. Bucky and Brock were planning for a photoshoot with an angel and devil theme. Even if Brock's horns and wings were less...revealing than the lace get-up Bucky was squeezing into, they were still sinfully red and would look amazing when Brock was leaning over the poor angel he had just taken captive. Jack and Steve were looking forward to that photoshoot more than the release of the album itself.
"I still plan on doing that, don't y’all worry" Bucky assured, smiling a little. Yes, this whole thing had been planned out for some time and he was excited to model again. It would be his first time working since giving birth. He was a little uneasy, still not totally happy with his post pregnancy body, but, he didn't want that to stop him from doing what he loved.
Besides, he had bought his little angel outfit and it was so cute, he wanted to be seen in it.
Well, seen by people other than Steve because his lover had insisted they have some bedroom fun with that lacy white number.
Smirking a little he looked over at Brock.
"Jack is right, you better hold up your end of the deal, otherwise, no one but Stevie is ever seeing me in that little number" he teased, going over to his mate and grabbing onto his arm.
"And wouldn't that be an absolute travesty" Brock said dramatically and placed the bowl down. Playfully, he bumped the hip of Cas, and the shy Omega blushed just by that. Somehow, Brock got the idea that where Cas came from, Omegas didn't usually play around in the hay together. Maybe that was just Bucky. "And what about you, then? You don't wanna join? We could get you an angel outfit as well. It'd be very God-pleasing, I'm sure" he teased, mostly to get a rise out of Becca. It was fun messing with Alphas - particularly God-fearing Alphas.
Cas went bright red and shook his head. He knew his Alpha would never approve of such a thing and the mere idea of him doing what his brother-in-law did made him go bright red.
"Um...I really appreciate the offer but...I don't think that's for me" he said, biting his lower lip. "I mean...I don't look like Bucky."
"You're right, you look better, don't look like a deflated beach ball" Bucky teased, his mother passing Caspian to him who was starting to get fussy for his mother. He quickly cooed at the infant and gently rocked him to try and calm him down. "You could do what I do in a heartbeat, Cas. You're plenty pretty"
Becca had heard what was going on and moved to go over to his mate.
"He's right, you're pretty as a picture. I wouldn't be against seeing you in an angel outfit...as long as it was just for me of course, I don't like sharing" she said with a chuckle.
"No you don't" Cas said with a soft smile. It was one of the things that he loved most about his Alpha - Becca would never let another Alpha touch him, and that made him feel safe. Back when they'd met, Cas own father who was quite a conservative had questioned his choice of a female Alpha. They weren't as strong, he objected, but Cas knew he had made the right choice. Or, more accurately, Becca had made the right choice picking him.
Their relationship wasn't perfect, but Cas had never regretted it.
The Omega watched Sam and Riley coo over little Sarah, and he found his hand going to his own stomach. With a longing, shy look at his own Alpha, Cas wondered to himself when she would decide to put pups in him.
Becca couldn't help but watch her mate look at his new niece and nephew. She had known Cas wanted a family and she had been putting it off, afraid maybe it wouldn't work. Female Alphas sometimes had a harder time conceiving with an Omega.
But, life was too short not to at least try.
She put a hand on Cas' shoulder and smiled, leaning down a little.
"Maybe we can work on having our own little ones for you fawn over" she said, grabbing his hand and giving it a squeeze.
Bucky couldn't help but smile as he had caught the last bit of that conversation.
"Caspian and Sarah would love to have cousins to play with" he said with a wink, deciding to pass his baby boy back over to his brother-in-law to coo over. "You both would make amazin' parents" Bucky assured, glancing back at Steve. "Just like how this big lug makes an amazin' daddy"
Steve huffed to hide that he was blushing. Coughing, he disarmed them with a crooked smile and shrugged. "Oh well you know, I'm trying. I got some training with this lot - " the alpha said with a nod towards his band. "Turns out changing diapers isn't all that different from rolling Jack into a big blanket when he's drunk and wets the bed"
Jack gave him a grunt for it, but the others roared with laughter. Even Cas dared a little giggle.
"Okay, enough of all this hollerin' and hootin', I worked my cute little butt off making dinner for all y’all so everyone get into the dining room and take your seats" Bucky said, smiling as he led the way to the table where some people were already seated.
"This looks amazing Jamie, you outdid yourself" Winifred cooed, watching as Cas helped Bucky put the pups in their highchairs.
"Well, I can't take all the credit. Cas helped me a ton and so did Brock" he said with a grin, playfully elbowing his punk friend.
"I did buy the food" Steve pointed out with an elbow nudge. Caspian gave a little squeak as if he was agreeing.
"You're right, thank you Cuddle Wolf" Bucky cooed, giggling a bit as he watched everyone finally all funnelled into the dining room. He took Sarah back into his arms and smiled as he got an idea.
"We should take a picture together" he said, looking at Steve. "I got one of those fancy cameras with a timer on it, we can all be in it together, commemorate this special day" the model suggested, cuddling his baby girl to his chest, allowing her to play with the necklace that was around his neck.
"That's a great idea, hun" Steve smiled and stood to grab little Caspian. "Whoosh!" he said, making an airplane sound as he lifted him into a little swirl, settling the giggling pup on his hip.
"Alright but I'm gonna be in the front" Brock argued. "My hair is fu- I mean my hair is freaking perfect" he changed his words with a glance at the three pups they had present.
"You're becoming more of a Prima donna than the models" Quill pointed out with a wink, and Brock huffed and rearranged the sideburns of his spiked hair.
They all got in for the picture though, even if Becca and Jack insisted on standing as far back as possible. Smack in the middle was Steve and Bucky with a pup each on their arms. It was cramped in their dining room, but it worked - they all fit for the picture.
"Say revolution!" Brock said and earned himself a lot of groaning.
Then the flash went off.
For a split second, Steve was blind. All he could do was feel and smell and hear. In his arms was the now familiar weight of Caspian, and beside him he could hear the happy sounds of baby Sarah. And around him, like a soft, comforting nesting blanket, was the scents of his friends, family and mate. If he focused, he could smell the food too, but it was the others that really made him hold his breath.
For so many nights he'd felt alone, and for as many nights, he'd tried to kill that feeling. Even when Steve wasn't alone, and his band members slept cramped in the same small apartment as him, he had no idea how to let them in. It was as if he was so afraid of letting their scents in that he stuffed his nose was full of powder so he couldn't anymore. But Steve was clean now, and he felt everything that much more intense.
And what stood out most of all was the pups. They had their own very distinct scents, a mix between his and Bucky's but still individual. Steve realized then and there that he would never again mute his senses and block them out. He was a father now and this was his pack.
This was where he belonged.
The flash died and Steve's vision returned to him. The first thing he saw was Bucky's beautiful, happy smile turned up at him - and he smiled back.
Bucky glanced over at his lover and winked when the flash had died down. He kept his hold on Sarah and moved to take a step closer to his mate, leaning up to press a tender kiss to Steve's cheek. He was so proud. They had gone through trials and tribulations but somehow, they managed to come out on the other side.
He felt so blessed for the life he had. He had a man he loved, beautiful pups, and a wonderful support system. He wasn't sure what the future would hold. They would be going into the eighties soon and as his children grew, he didn't know if his model career would continue.
But who could really say? The future was uncertain, but it was also bright.
Notes:
Aaaand there it is, a love saga of the 70's done, all in glitter and spikes!
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