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Wilsons' Residence//Sam Wilson x Desi!Reader

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Today, the boys were hanging out with Uncle Bucky. He was, in many aspects, the second most important man in their lives after their dad and he doted on Paul and Riley like they were his own.

Bucky had taken them to a nearby lake. They were over the moon when they found out and had their tiny backpacks ready the night before. It didn't take much to entertain the twins, they found joy in the little things and spending the day with their badass of an uncle was more than enough to get them excited.

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It was around four in the afternoon when they came back. Their loud laughs could be heard from outside the door, the excited chattering indicated their presence. You and Sam were on the couch, asleep for your afternoon nap. You were almost on top of him, his arms tight around you, chest rising and falling with you.

Bucky opened the door with his set of keys and the kids ran to you, "Ma!!!" "Dad!!!"

They pounced over your sleeping bodies, jolting you awake.

"Wha- Oh, hi!" You tried to shake the drowsiness from your voice. Sam turns to a grinning Bucky, "You should've called."

"Yeah but what's the fun in that?" He smirks.

"Daaad!" Paul whines, "Look what we got for you and ma!"

"What'd you get, champ?"

"We got," Riley pauses before harshly whispering, "Bro! Drumroll!"

You and Sam share a look of confusion at their antics.

Paul taps his backpack in an attempt to drumroll.

"We got, these!"

Rocks.

You and Sam narrow your eyes at the rocks in your son's hands, "Rocks?"

"Yeah, Dad! Rocks! Aren't they cool?" Paul asks.

"They are, my love." You answer, so as to not make them think you were judging them.

"Where'd you find them, buddy?" Sam asks.

"Well, we found them near the lake and they looked pretty cool so we thought, 'oh! ma and dad are cool, too', right? So we asked uncle Bucky if we can take them home and give them to you and he said yes so, here! Take it!" Riley explains adorably.

Paul gives you one of the rocks, "Aw, thank you, kannas, these are so special!"

Riley gives the other one to Sam, who spends a couple of moments staring at it. He looks up at his boys with a smile and pulls them into a tight hug. "Thank you."

You rub his shoulder, looking at him in adoration. He doesn't get to spend as much time with them as he likes and his biggest fear has always been that his kids will resent him for it. Hearing his babies think he's cool, even though they only brought him a rock, was unbelievably reassuring.

Bucky smiles before commenting, "Think alpine is rubbing off on them? She used to bring me things she found all the time."

"Do my kids look feline to you, Buck?"

"I'm sure they don't, Sam." you chuckle.

"What's a feline, dad?"

"Yeah, dad, what's a feline?"

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A/n: Hey y'all! I've usually only seen the "I looked at this and thought of you" trope in a romantic sense but I thought it went perfectly with this, the boys are so adorable 🥺 Please reblog and comment if you liked it, it helps me out a lot! I'll see you in the next one, byeeee!

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Who's the bionic staring machine now? // Biker!Sam Wilson x POC!Reader.

a/n: I don't know how good this one turned out, I really like Biker AUs and I really wanted to do one with Sam, so lemme know how you like it! Take everything about MCs with a grain of salt because they might not be the most accurate. Enjoy!

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The place was full, members of the MC and their old ladies all together for their weekly gathering. It had been a long standing tradition of the MC to take one night off in a week and just slow down, enjoy the warmth and comfort of being surrounded by people they loved. You could see Clint running to grab his youngest to reprimand him for something you missed, Laura laughing with love shining in her eyes. Steve and Peggy were huddled up in a corner sharing a beer. Tony and Bruce were chatting up a storm, with Pepper keeping an eye on Morgan who had on her dad's kutte, looking absolutely adorable playing with her uncle Rhodey.

You shared bartending duty with Wanda that night. She went off to greet Vision as he came in through the door, not before sheepishly sending you an apologetic smile for leaving you alone. "Go hug your man, I can handle a couple beers!", you waved her off.

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As you watched Wanda and Vision embrace each other with fondness in your eyes, you couldn't help but search for one Sam Wilson. He was a ray of sunshine, always a reminder of everything good in the world.

Just then the door opened; you were greeted by his contagious laughter, probably at something Bucky said. The both of them walked towards the bar and took their seats. You busied yourself with wiping down the counters, not wanting to embarass yourself in front of your long time crush. It's not your fault that Sam always made you nervous in the best way.

"Hey doll, can you get us a couple of beers please?" Bucky asked and you answered with a nod. You grabbed their beers and placed it in front of them. Both men thanked you and Sam being his cheeky self accompanied it with a wink. Smirking, you roll your eyes and get back to work. Unbeknown to you, Sam's gaze never left your form.

"Who's the bionic staring machine now?", Bucky teased. "What are you talking 'bout ?" "I'm talking bout you burning a hole through (y/n)'s skull with those eyes of yours." "Man, shut the hell up." "You saying you're not in love?", Bucky says in a sing-song voice. Sam glares at him but doesn't say anything, his silence acting as a clear answer.

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You and Sam had known each other for a almost a year. You weren't a member of the MC, nor were you family (at least at first). You were Wanda's best friend and roommate and she'd often talk about her boyfriend's MC and how the people were lovely and everyone was so hot and how terribly she wished they could meet you since you were also lovely and so hot and just like that, she dragged your ass to the club one day and voila, you were as much a part of their family as your best friend was.

She was right, they were great people. The community they'd built and how they accepted you as one of them was heartwarming. In the past, you would have laughed at anyone who would have described bikers as heartwarming but that is exactly how this bunch were; they were family.

Sam and you became fast friends. Your personalities complemented each other well, your senses of humor were the kind that only the both of you could understand. You didn't know when exactly your feelings for him changed, you just knew that you weren't surprised. Of course you liked him, of course you loved this beautiful human with the bright smile and kind eyes and other explicit thoughts you'd never say out loud.

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"Hey boys, how you been?", you move to where they're seated. Bucky answers first, "We're good, doll. Tell us about you, got your eye on anyone?" Sam gives him a smack on his head, "Sam, what the hell?" "You know 'what the hell'!"

You chuckle at their banter which wasn't an uncommon occurrence when the both of them were in the same room, " 'Hey (y/n), how are you?' 'Hey Bucky, thanks for asking, I'm doing well'. That is how you start a conversation." "Sorry about that, you're so beautiful he probably forgot how to use basic etiquette." Sam's eyes widen as he realized what he just said. You felt your cheeks heat up, feeling bashful at his compliment. Bucky gets up to leave you two alone, leaning towards Sam's ear with a shit-eating grin, "Not in love, my ass."

"You really think I'm beautiful, huh?", you raise a brow at Sam. "Of course I do, you're fucking gorgeous." "Then why haven't you asked me out yet?", the sudden moment of boldness disappeared as fast as it came to you, "Sorry, I'm- I'm sorry, that just came outta nowhere. You were probably just being nice, friends call each other gorgeous all the time it doesn't mean they're in love with each other or something and it definitely doesn't mean I'm in love with you and I should probably stop talking now I'm just making it weirder." you drop your head and let out a sigh. Sam looks at you with a comforting smile, "What if I did wanna to ask you out? Would that be okay?" "Do you really want to? Sam, you don't have to force yourself to feel for me what I feel for you, it's totally fine." "(Y/n), the only thing I've been forcing myself to do is act like I haven't wanted to kiss you since the moment I met you." "So I'm not alone in feeling like this?", you ask, nervously. You swear the next words he says make the sweetest sentence ever strung together, "You'll never be alone as long as you allow me to be by your side."

You almost tear up at the sincerity in his voice and since you didn't wanna be arrested for indecent exposure, you resist the urge to jump his bones and settle for a passionate kiss instead. His lips on yours felt like how you'd always imagined they would feel, like home.

"Fuck me sideways, finally!", Bucky's voice snaps the two of you out of your moment. "Language, jerk! There's kids here!", Steve yells. "Well it's not my fault those two finally decided to declare their undying love for each other, punk!"

The two of you laugh at the scene and quietly slip out of there, your heart now in his hands and his heart, now in yours.

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