Daughter of America: a Y/N Rodgers x Bucky Barnes Fanfic (slowburn)

Chapter 5

            *I break down in Nat's room while getting ready*

Nat: sweetie-

me: nope. I'm sorry. I can do this

Nat: I know curling my hair isn't what's making you cry.

me: he left me for Nakia

Yelena: then he's an idiot- and you are going to have fun tonight.

Wanda: yeah, open bar- lot of depressed single agents will be at that open bar.

me: *laughs and wipes eyes* not like i didn't have one foot out the door anyway- it just

Wanda: sucks?

me: yeah.

Nat: oh come on! let's be happy! I'm getting married!

me: to my dad. god this is weird.

all: *laugh*

me: *finishes her hair* there we go.

Nat: oh my gosh I look beautiful. Thank you.

me: we still have to get you in your dress.

*we all are like- 90 percent ready, Nat is a finished masterpiece tho and she leaves us for a minute for pics.*

Wanda: *left for some reason*

me: *fixing eyeliner*

Yelena: so...

me: this is weird, huh?

Yelena: little bit.

me: how's it been going? with the widows?

Yelena: really good? I've saved about 10 since i left

me: that's great

Yelena: I'd ask but I think I know how it's going for you

me: ...yeah. Other than T'Challa it's good though. Really getting used to being back

Yelena: that's good... and your nightmares?

me: uhm- fine. much better.

Lena: liar.

me: yeah. but there's not much to say though.

*There's a knock at the door*

me: come in!!!

Bucky: uhm- your uh, steve wants to talk to you.

me: alright *walks out with him*

Bucky: you look beautiful

me: why thank you, you clean up pretty nice yourself.

Bucky: you heard from T'Challa yet?

me: yeah. he's back with Nakia

Bucky: jeez- I'm gonna—

me: no, it's all good. *knocks and opens the door to the boy's room*

Sam: hey y/n/n

me: hey sam, looking sharp

Steve: *turns, fixing his tie* and me?

me: *hugs him* you look great.

Steve: uhm-

Sam: yep. out of here. *he and bucky leave*

Steve: I just wanted to say that I love you. and I am so happy you're mine and I'm so happy you are here *tearing up* and I am so proud of you. You are so caring, and respectful, and funny, and strong. I could not have asked for anyone better to be my daughter.