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queenofslytherin71 · 6 years

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I'll be home for Christmas

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x reader

Summary: an unexpected person arrives on Christmas eve.

Word count: 1176

Warnings: none. Just fluff

A/N: I hope you enjoy this. Don't know if it was to early to post this or not. Sorry for any mistakes. HAPPY HOLIDAYS!

TAGLIST IS OPEN.

His little feet dangled from the couch. His small mouth hung open as his steel blue eyes focused on the television in front of him. You were curled up on the couch next to your four year old son James watching his all time favourite holiday movie, Home Alone.Far into the film James turned to you and asked;

"Mommy?"

"Yeah baby?"

"When's Daddy coming home?" You looked down and saw sadness in your son's eyes. Your husband Sebastian was on a press tour promoting his new movie, "I Tonya" and he won't be back until tomorrow on Christmas morning. James missed his father terribly and you can honestly say you felt the same, especially on times like these. You wanted your little family together on Christmas. It would be such a lovely surprise for James if Seb turned up earlier, although you had some surprises of your own.

"He'll be here tomorrow." You brushed strands of dark hair away from his angelic face. He looked so much like his father, but Sebastian tended to say he looked more like you.

"I hope so," he whispered. He clutched his winter soldier plush toy against his chest. It was a gift from Chris when James was born. It was meant as a joke, but James loved the toy. He always carried it under his arm and went everywhere with it. When you tried to take it away to wash it, James started to cry blue murder, but you handed him back toy Bucky and held up your hands in surrender and refused to touch the toy ever since.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door. You frowned, and stood up from the couch. You walked over to the door and unlocked it. You were in such a shock, because you didn't expect to see who stood before you.

"Ho ho ho. Merry Christmas." Before you stood a man with a big silly grin on his face, dressed all in red, with a fake white beard and white eyebrows, but under the prosthetics you could clearly see who it was.

"Sebastian?" You half whispered, confused and still a bit shocked. He winked at you. James ran to your side. His jaw went slack.

"Santa!" The look on James' face was pure awe.

"Hey bud..." He cleared his throat as he stepped into the house. You closed the door.

"Hello young man," he said in a rougher voice.

"Is it really you Santa?" James squinted his eyes to look more closely.

"The one and only," Seb replied.

"How come you didn't go through the chimney?" Sebastian was quiet for a moment, thinking.

"I'm... I'm too fat to climb through the chimney," he said slapping his hands against his flat stomach. You bit your lip to stifle your laughter that wanted to bubble out. You saw James overlooking Santa's physique, but he didn't question it. Sebastian hunched down to be on eye level with your son.

"So what do you want for Christmas James?" James thought hard about it for a moment. You leaned against the door covering your stomach with your hands and looked down at the two of them in front of you.

"For my dad to come home," he said softly lowering his eyes, his Bucky plush toy tucked under his arm. Sebastian's eyes turned a different shade of blue, sadder you thought as he looked at his son.

"You know what James?" He gently lifted James chin to meet his eyes.

"If you go to bed now, I can promise you your dad will be home tomorrow. James' eyes lit up with joy and excitement.

"Really?"

"Yeah, but you must promise to fall asleep. Okay?"

"I promise. Thank you Santa."

"You heard Santa. Off to bed with you mister," you said.

"Goodnight mommy. Bye Santa." He waved one last time before he skipped into his room. Sebastian stood up and smiled at you. He easily scooped you up into his arms and carried you to the bedroom, kicking it shut behind him. He pulled the fake beard away. You cupped his face in your hands and pressed your mouth against his. All the love and kisses you wanted to give him in the month that he has been gone was in the kiss. He kissed you back with the same passion. Your lips in sync with his. He held you to him with his arms hooked underneath your but and your locked around his neck. You both pulled away to breath.

"You have no idea how much I missed you," he said slightly out of breath.

"Oh? Actually I do." You eyes wandered to the Santa suit he was wearing.

"Do I want to know?" He chuckled, taking off the fake eyebrows too.

"Just thought it would be a funny gesture."

The next morning when you woke up. Your eyes stared into the incredible blue ones staring back at you. His beard was more thicker than a month ago, covering his jawline. You loved the way his eyes crinkled when he smiled at you.

"Morning beautiful," Sebastian said. Ever charming. A blush crept along your cheeks. He chuckled. After six years together he still found it adorable when you blushed over a compliment he gives you nearly everyday.

"Merry Christmas Sebastian."

"Merry Christmas Y/N." He kept on smiling at you. He noticed you were wearing pajamas he's never seen on you before.

"New pj's?" He asked curiously.

"Yeah... I." You sat up. You back rested against the leather headboard.

"I kind of needed bigger pj's since I'm... Pregnant." You bit your lip waiting for his reaction. His eyes drifted to your belly and then back to your eyes.

"What? Are you kidding me!" He sat up hastily.

"That's wonderful honey!" He hugged you, pulling away looking at your belly. He laughed with teary eyes. He kissed you.

"I know isn't it great?!" Your eyes were watery too.

"That's amazing we're gonna have another baby!" He cupped your cheek wiping your tears away with his thumb.

"I love you so much Seb," you whispered as he cradled your head against his chest.

"I love you too so much baby," he whispered back.

Suddenly your bedroom door burst open, revealing your son.

"Daddy!" He squealed with glee.

"Hey Buddy!" Sebastian yelled, happy to be with his son. James jumped onto the bed attacking his father with a big hug.

"I missed you so much kiddo!" He said hugging his son to his chest.

"I missed you too daddy. Daddy you won't believe it, Santa was here!" He let go of his father.

"What? No way! Did you see him?" You laughed, throwing your head back.

"Yeah he was here ask mommy. He said you will be home on Christmas."

"Did he now?" James nodded.

"Merry Christmas James," you told your son pulling him to you.

"Merry Christmas buddy," Sebastian said ruffling his son's dark brown hair.

"Merry Christmas," your son replied pulling his dad into a hug too. This is the moments you lived for with your family.

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queenofslytherin71 · 7 years

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Day by Day

Pairing: 1940s Bucky x reader

Summary: A final dance with Bucky before he goes off to war.

Word count: 783

Warnings: None. Fluffy Bucky.

A/N: Hey everyone! I loved writing this. Hope you enjoy it. Feedback would be deeply appreciated.

Taglist is open.

Requests is open.

You were making dinner for you and Bucky while jazzy tunes played in the background on the cordless radio. Bucky was busy packing. Tomorrow he will be leaving to go off to war.

When you were a kid, Bucky and Steve were your best friends. The three of you would often climb trees or pretend to be soldiers in a war. How silly it sounded now. You were inseparable, but your mother didn't approve of your friendship with Bucky and Steve. She wanted you to behave more ladylike and less like a boy. Your father on the other hand didn't seem to mind. He was rather fond of them.

When high school started your friendship with Bucky developed into something more. He began to hold your hand when he walked you home from school and every time you saw him your heart beat faster. Your relationship infuriated your mother even more.

After your father passed away, things got more hectic at home. You ran away to the only place you'd be free to be yourself, the Barnes'. Bucky and his parents welcomed you with open arms. Mr and Mrs Barnes were very fond of you as you were of them.

When high school ended, you and Bucky moved into your own place, a one bedroom apartment in Brooklyn. You felt safe and loved with him. If anything happened to him while he's out there... Just the thought made you sick to the bone.

Your eyes were shining with tears. You didn't know if it was because you were feeling sentimental or was it just the onions you were chopping a few moments ago.

"You okay doll?" Bucky asked, worry in his voice. You nodded, afraid that if you talked your voice would fail you.

In the dim illuminated kitchen, you could make out his figure. Bucky was leaning against the doorframe.

"And now here is this week's number one hit by Sammy Cahn."

The sounds of trumpets filled the room. Your eyes flicked over to the radio. Bucky always loved music, but this song was his absolute favourite. You turned to see him standing behind you with his hand held out for you.

You smiled and took his hand as he pulled you to him. You were chest to chest with the man you always loved. He wrapped his right arm around your waist. You settled your left hand on his shoulder and you entwined your fingers in his. Your eyes locked on his as you bodies slowly swayed to the music.

Day by day I'm falling more in love with you and day by day my love seems to grow. There isn't any end to my devotion, " Bucky sang to you. He always had the ability to make you smile even when you felt like nothing in the world could cheer you up.

He spun you out, twirled you around and pulled you flush against him. You laughed. This moment was a feeling of pure bliss. Dancing with the love of your life, but unfortunately this was soon going to end. It was too much for you.

You settled your head on his shoulder and he rested his in the crook of your neck. Tears prickled out of your eyes onto Bucky's shoulder. He felt you sob, so he held you tighter.

"Bucky I'm gonna miss you."

A knot formed in his throat. He shut his eyes and kept on swaying.

"I'm gonna miss you too doll," He whispered. He found it difficult to speak. He focused on your honey scented hair and the warmth of your skin, finding comfort there. He stopped swaying and lifted his head, you did the same. His grey eyes were heavy with tears. When he spoke up his voice sounded almost broken.

"Before you know it, this war will be over and I'll be back. We can get us a big house with a white picket fence and and big yard then we can get married and have ourselves lots of babies."

You smiled while the tears ran down your face.

"Is that a promise Buck?"

"You can take my word for it (Y/n)."

He rested his forehead on yours as he cupped your face in his hands, tracing your bottom lip with his thumb. Your parted lips so close to his. You raised yourself on your toes and kissed him hard. Your arms wrapped around his neck. You didn't want to let go of him, you wanted his swollen lips on yours forever. You both let go for air.

"I love you so much Bucky. You have to come back to me."

"I love you too doll. I will always come back to you."

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