prompt: "Why did we have to have kids?" , for thedesignateddreamer
pairing: Eliza/Bucky
words: 225
original publication: September 6, 2018
rating: T
~almost regrets~
Bucky had barely stepped into his home when his wife was shoving their nine month old daughter into his arms.
"Go feed Kaycee," she said distractedly. "She won't latch and I'm sick of trying."
"Uh okay? Hello by the way."
Eliza rolled her eyes and walked away. "Stop standing there and start parenting, you lazy cheerleader!"
Bucky and Eliza had two point five kids. A two year old who refused to listen to either of his parents, had the energy of his cheerleader father and the ambition of both his parents.
A nine month old who had the lung capacity and stamina of her father.
And a baby girl on the way, tumbling and kicking like she was trying to make her mother miserable.
Once they had managed to get their two born children to sleep after hours of trying, they flopped back in their bed with simultaneous groans. "Why did we have to have kids?" Bucky grumbled.
"Zach was because of wine," Eliza said. "Kaycee was also because of wine and because your cousin is a saint. And #3, it's a stretch but I'm gonna say wine."
Bucky couldn't help but chuckle slightly. "We gotta invest in less wine," he said.
"Or condoms."
Bucky laughed full out, leaned over and kissed her neck. "Oh my god, I love you E."
"I know you do."