Bucky Barnes imagines

Betrayal Pt. 2

A/N: I was originally just gonna make "Betrayal" a one part imagine, but since I got several requests for a part 2, I decided to make it. XD  I actually really enjoyed writing this. I'm hoping I get back into the swing of updating a few times a week. Hope you like this! 

-M <3

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I did not feeling that gettin out of bed the next morning. I had spent the night crying myself to sleep silently before drifting off into a restless sleep. In those few hours, I was released from the pain of my husbands betrayal and all was well. 

But it was all over as soon as my eyelids fluttered open. I shivered at the cold air that greeted me the moment I tossed back the sheets, exposing my legs as I swung them off the bed to stand. I paused as I made it to the door, a lump growing in my throat as I remember what conversation I had with Bucky only a number of hours early. 

My heart felt like it was crushed beyond repair. My trust felt demolished, or at least might possibly never be placed in his hands again. 

But even with that in mind... I still loved this man, and I wanted to at least try to fix what was so carelessly broken. 

After taking a deep breath, my hand turned the nob and opened the door. The rest of the house was silent as I slowly made my way out to the living room. Laying on the couch, which was a little too small for his large frame, was my husband. His hair was ruffled from a probably restless sleep, and all I wanted to do was invite him back to our bed. 

I walked closer to where he lay, and knelt down beside him. I gently tucked a strand of his hair behind his ear before letting my hand trail down to his face, brushing against the light stubble covering his cheeks. His eyes flickered open, the pale blue orbs meeting mine  as the soft morning light filtered in through the windows. A small smile pulled at the corners of his lips. "Hey, doll."

"Hey, Buck." I spoke softly. "How did you sleep?"

"I've definitely had better nights." A hint of sadness flickered in his eyes, and he leaned his face against my hand. "I don't ever want to relive that again." 

"I don't either." I whispered, as I felt tears prick at the corners of my eyes and I looked away. But a soft warm hand touched the bottom of my chin, and pulled my gaze back gently. 

"You don't have to hide from me." Bucky's voice was gentle as he used his thumb to wipe away one tear that escaped. "It kills me to see you this way, but it's nothing to be ashamed of. It's all my fault." 

"It is." I sniffled, and wiped my nose before continuing. "But I don't want this to be over. I want us to be okay again."

"I do too, love." His flesh hand took my left hand in his, and squeezed softly before letting it drift down to my baby bump. "However long it takes, I'll be here. For you, and for them."

"I love you, Bucky Barnes." I sniffled softly, before leaning in and kissing him softly before pulling away to add, "Even though you can be an idiot some times."

A soft chuckle escaped his lips. 

"But at least I'm your idiot, right?"

"Always." For the first time in the last number of hours, a genuine smile pulled at the corner of my lips. Closing my eyes, I leaned in and kissed him once again, more passionately than the last time. 

And although it took time to heal the wound that had almost destroyed us, we took it on day by day, the trust and love returning as time went on.The days turned into weeks, and then weeks turned into months. Soon enough... our babies arrived into the world. 

James and Grace Barnes were born into the world and into our lives.  Although the rest of our lives weren't bound to be lived out like a fairy tail, I knew that we would be okay as long as we had each others.  

Bucky Barnes had broken my heart once, but now he owned it completely, the cracks almost completely healed. And he, along with my two children, would all that I would ever need.