Marvel Imagines

Goals

Bucky Barnes

It had been nine long months of carrying your newly born child. Although it was a lot of effort and you went through a lot of pain and mood swings, it was all worth it. You wouldn't take any of it back.

Eleanor Lay Barnes.

She was the prettiest girl you've ever seen, and you adored every aspect of her. Bucky's eyes were huge the moment the nurse let him hold her and he kept looking from her to you, his mouth had opened slightly and he looked so amazed and happy. You had cried, not out of pain this time, but tears of joy. It was the kind of cry that you were smiling and laughing out of pure happiness, your hands covered your mouth and tears had fallen rapidly down your cheeks.

It was true what they said; the moment you see your child, even if you haven't held them yet, it will become the happiest moment of your life.

Eleanor was currently sleeping, while you were resting in your highly uncomfortable hospital bed. Bucky was by your side, sitting in a chair with his arms resting on your bed.

"Fist bump!" Your voice startled him, causing him to snap his head in your direction and his eyebrows to furrow, a mask of confusion covering his features.

You held out your fist in his direction, "C'mon, man, fist bump me!"

"Are you okay?" He chuckled, sitting up straight and stretching.

"Oh I'm great, besides just giving birth for eleven hours, I'm doing just dainty." Sarcasm spilled from your mouth, you couldn't resist, normally you were a very sarcastic person but it got even worse when you were tired.

"It was all worth it though," You flashed a smile and looked over at Eleanor who was sound asleep. "We have a very beautiful baby girl."

"That we do." Bucky held up with fist and grinned. "Alright, still holding that fist bump offer?"

"Of course!" You fist bumped with Bucky and your laughter floated throughout the room. "We're awesome parents."

"We're not just awesome, we're cool." Bucky grinned, shifting in his seat some more.

"My sister had her surgery a year ago, remember?" Bucky nodded. "Well, because I'm the most awesome sister, I sat by her bedside for hours in the hospital to keep her company."

"I remember that, I brought you Chinese food because you hated the hospital pudding and said the sandwiches smelled shitty."

"They did!" You giggled. "Well, point is, I know those chairs are the most uncomfortable things in the world and trust me, your butt's going to hurt for days. So c'mon, cuddle up."

You scooted over in the bed and patted the seat next to you with a silly smile on your face. Bucky happily accepted your offer and laid down on his side, pulling you closer to him, you inhaled his scent and shifted around to get more comfortable.

"These beds are really small." Bucky commented, wrapping his arms around you and keeping you warm.

"Yeah, for two people they are."

"I bet we could make some interesting memories in this bed," Bucky whispered. "What do you say, let's make baby number two!"

You slapped your hand on his chest and laughed, "Shut up, asshole! I hate you."

"You love me." Bucky chuckled, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead.