A moment later, I heard them rushing up the stairs and back into the room as I groaned, uncomfortably clutching at my stomach.
"What's wrong?" Becky asked as she walked in.
"I don't know." I whispered, trying to rub the small bump, hoping it would help it go away, only to feel myself get the opposite response, and feel more pressure on the spot.
She looked at it, frowning before she sighed, turning to Bucky, "Bucky, go get a bag of frozen peas, or something cold please." She instructed, as I winced.
Bucky rushed out of the room, wordlessly as Becky turned to look at me as I turned to look at her question, "So, that's the baby. It's fine, don't worry. Something cold will definitely make them go back down, and settle where they belong. Don't worry." She whispered, reassuringly as she sat down next to me.
A moment later, Steve, Bucky and Sam rushed in, concern written on all their faces.
"Quit looking like someone is about to die and give me the damn ice pack, James." Becky ordered, extending her hand.
Bucky handed her the bag of frozen peas before sitting down next to me, shaking his head, disgruntled.
Becky shook her head at him in response as she turned towards me, and gently grabbed a shirt that was next to her, wrapping the bag of peas before placing it on my stomach.
I let out a surprised yelp, laughing when everyone else jumped up in response, before sighing as I felt the baby move back into its normal place.
"Feel better?" Becky asked, smiling amused as she lifted the bag.
I nodded, yawning before turning on my left side.
"Bunny?" I heard Bucky ask.
"Hm?" I mumbled, with my eyes still closed.
"Are you hungry? Sam is back with the food already." He whispered.
Yeah, no shit.
"Great. Can I also get some cut fresh fruit in a bowl too please?" I asked.
"I'll go get some for you." Becky said as she got up, and left, dragging out Steve and Sam by their sleeves.
"Quick question, though, just how bad did that feel?" He asked me as everyone left the room.
"About as bad as getting a Charlie horse…. Only instead of muscles that are stretching, it's like your organs are
slowly being smashed upward into your stomach and the skin of your stomach is being pulled out like it's a piece of rubber stretching out." I whispered.
"Huh. That bad huh?" He asked, leaning back onto his elbow.
"Let me yank on your nuts as hard as I can so you know how it felt…" I suggested, smirking at him as I jokingly moved my hand towards his crotch area.
"Hell no…" He replied, licking his lips as he placed a hand over his crotch.
I snickered, shaking my head at him before slowly sitting up as Becky walked in with a tray.
She slowly set the tray on my lap with a smile, and sat down at the foot of the bed. "How ya feeling?" She asked me, with a wide smile.
"Hum-ry…" I said after I bit into the burger and groaned.
Bucky chuckled as he reached over, taking a fry from my tray, before I slapped his hand away, hard. "Mine." I muttered, grabbing fries.
"Ow! Fuck!" He muttered, as he pulled his hand away.
"James, quit trying to eat her food. Go get yourself some, there's plenty in the kitchen." Becky chastised, shaking her head at him as he rubbed his hand.
"Fine. Be that way, Bunny." He said, groaning as he got off the bed.
I hummed as I picked up two slices of freshly cut strawberries and threw them in my mouth with a happy groan.
"Bring her a drink!" Becky called as he walked out the door.
"Yeah, on it.." he grumbled.
We both scoffed as he walked out of the room, before looking at each other and laughing.
The next few days Bucky and I decided to stay indoors, lounging in his media room, watching rom coms, action movies, and anything else we could find on the movie channels.
Sam had left for Atlanta that Friday morning, promising to come back the week after next.
Steve, as promised, left for his parents house Wednesday morning just after having breakfast with us.
Now, as I packed for the next few days, Bucky sat pouting on my bed as he watched me.
"You gotta stop being so childish, James. We agreed I would go today. Everything is fine now. I feel great, with the medications the doctor prescribed for me. You checked the car's oil, along with everything else to make sure." I said smiling at his overprotectiveness.
He looked at me, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, before standing up and making his way over to me. Hugging me from behind, as he placed his chin on my shoulder. "I'm sorry, I can't help being protective of you two. You two are my whole world now. It scares me to think something could happen to you." He whispered.
I sighed, dropping the pants I was folding into my bag, before turning towards him and wrapping my arms around his shoulders. "You were never this protective before, Bubs. I'm only going two hours away to visit Clint and his family for Thanksgiving. That's it. So, what's got you on edge?" I asked, smiling softly up at him.
"Well, first of all, I have always been protective of you. That you never noticed is different." He pointed out, bopping my nose. "Second of all, this would be our first Thanksgiving together, as an official couple, so I guess that's sort of one of many reasons why I am so on edge." He explained.
I gaped, as I felt my eyes widen. "Oh my god. I didn't even think about it! God, I am such a bad girlfriend." I muttered, stepping away for his embrace and walking across the room as my eyes began to water.
Why didn't I think of that? I must be the worst girlfriend on the planet.
"Hey, hey. Bunny, it's alright. I'm just being clingy, again." He whispered with a small smile.
I frowned, "What? No! You're not being clingy. Who the fuck told you that?" I asked, before realizing why he was saying that.
He shrugged, looking away again, embarrassed.
I quickly made my way over to him, jumping into his arms, before peppering his face with kisses. "That bitch doesn't know her left from right. So, you're protective but you're also handsome and adorable, and you're mine. Don't ever think that about yourself. It's incredibly thoughtful and sweet of you, Bubsy. I love it." I whispered, smiling at him, and pressing my lips softly to his.
I could have also added that he's as sharp as a whip, hot as fuck, built like a fucking brick house, and a great lay but I would only make him feel more embarrassed.
He wrinkled his nose, shaking his head, "Are you sure you're alright with me being like this?" He asked, as his eyes looked, searchingly at my face as if to confirm I wasn't lying to him. "It'll only get worse with time." He added, warningly, as he kissed my nose.
"Of course, I am. I love that about you. I love you, Bubsy. Always have. Never doubt that." I said, pressing my lips against his softly.
He moved towards the bed. Slowly lowering me onto the mattress, his body hovering above me as we continued to kiss.
My hands quickly wound themselves into his hair as he deepened the kiss with another groan. His tongue poked out hesitantly, as he groaned again.
"Bubs, as much as I want to stay and let you keep kissing the breath out of me, I need to finish packing." I whispered against his lips, pecking him again.
He groaned, touching his forehead to mine for a moment, before rolling off me.
"Give me a few more minutes, and I'll be done." I promised, smiling at him.
"Can we continue when you're done?" He asked, looking at me breathlessly.
I smiled, sitting up for a moment, before looking over at my bag, biting my lip.
He looked so adorable as he laid there staring at me with his wide blue eyes, and a pout on his swollen lips.
"Oh, fuck it. I can finish packing later." I whispered as I pulled me back towards me, causing him to laugh.
He slowly pulled me onto him, causing me to squeal as I straddled his lap, as he held both of my hands in his. "You look so beautiful when you smile like that." He whispered.
I smiled again, before leaning over and pecking his lips, before leaning to speak into his ear. "You're more handsome when you smile like that too, bubs. Might want to try to do it more often." I whispered teasingly, giggling when he turned me so that he was now hovering over me with a smirk.
"You were saying?" He asked, with a brow lifted.
"I was saying that I want you to kiss me again." I whispered.
He groaned, shaking his head before lowering his head and pressing his lips into mine again.