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braveclementine · 5 months ago

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Chapter 21

Warnings: None (anyone can read this story)

𝓦𝓔 ended up out by the pool again. I had rolled up Bucky's sweatpants, dangling my feet in the warm water. Bucky and Steve sat next to me on either side, giving me a little bit of room.

"Did you know you were human?" Bucky asked softly.

"No. I had no memories." I whispered, kicking my feet a little.

"Will you accept the bond?" Steve asked eagerly. I could see the tattoo of the dagger surrounded by flowers pulsing on his arm, flashing white and then back to its normal inky black.

I did not answer, not sure of my answer. I did not want to lose my Father, Uncle, and Grandparents when I had only just gotten them back. On the other hand, I did really want this. I wanted their love, which I knew- though flawed- would make me extremely happy.

"What about Nat and the blond girl?" I asked softly. "Even if I left, you could still have them."

"We don't want them." Bucky said fiercely. "They were just for fun until we found our other third- until we found you."

"We said even if our soulmate rejected us, we would never be with another after finding her." Steve said softly. "So now that we've found you, we would never be with them, even after you left, if you leave."

"Please don't leave." Bucky begged. "We've been waiting for you for ninety years."

That really wasn't much longer than I had been waiting for them. I had been waiting for them for seven hundred years, being only seven hundred and ten years old. I was a rather young one. That was part of the reason Thor and Loki were so worried about me being with these humans. If they died as their age, I would live a long time with the pain.

I glanced over at Bucky. He was holding his breath, waiting for a proclamation from me. I smiled a little. "Well, I've already loved you for a while now."

Bucky breathed out, his hand trailing around to the back of my head. "Please let me kiss you?"

"You may."

Bucky pulled me in very quickly, his lips making mine give way to his from the force. He tasted bitter, like the coffee he'd been drinking, but also sweet, a slight vanilla taste from the donut. My fingers carded through his hair, the silk strands delicate in my touch.

I could feel his hands gripping me tightly around the waist, not wanting to let go of me, before he pulled back slowly, leaning so that our foreheads touched. "I love you."

I blushed at the thought, cuddling into his chest. "I love you too."

Even if my love had been different as a cat. But I had always loved these humans, the ones that took care of me. I knew they would still take care of me.

Steve was mostly quiet until Bucky was ready to let me go- which wasn't for quite a few minutes. Finally, Bucky's arms loosened around me, kissing me again, before giving me a slight turn to face Steve.

Steve's bottom lip was still being gnawed on from worry. His blue eyes were hesitant and the golden light from the sun streamed in through the loose strands of his blond hair, giving me a literal reason as to why Steve Rogers was the 'golden boy'. "Steve?"

He looked at me completely, looking at my outstretched hand for a moment. He blinked a few times, as though he'd been lost in thought and I had dragged him back into reality. He reached forward to grab it, before pulling me onto his lap.

I straddled him as he kissed me, and he was different from Bucky. His lips were softer, shaping against mine. I could taste a different sort of creamy vanilla and also tartness of strawberries and lemon. His bottom tongue swiped mine, and I let him in.

His hair was more bristly than Bucky's and I ran my fingers along the top strands over and over in a repetitive motion, as though I was petting him.

His fingers clutched the back of my shirt and dug into my hip. I finally pulled away for air and Steve's lips continued to travel down my neck to the hollow of my throat.

He leaned back a little, the pit of desire in his eyes prominent, but fading. "I love you Y/N."

"I love you too Stevie." I replied with a soft smile, turning my own body this time so I could curl up in his lap. I held a hand out for Bucky and he joined the three of us on the hard concrete of the pool deck. None of us seemed to care, wrapped up in each others' embrace.

I accepted the bond, a warmth starting at the tip of my toes, embracing my entire body, until it faded up until each tattoo. A searing heat lit up on both tattoos, before their names were etched inside of them.

"I'm sorry." Steve mumbled into my shoulder.

"Why?" I asked, trying to look at him, but he kept his face buried into the cloth of my shirt. Well, Tony's shirt.

"Because of Nat and Sharon." Steve sighed. "I thought. . . I don't know."

"I don't blame you for looking for comfort when I wasn't even here." I whispered, petting his hair. It was a soothing gesture and I was starting to realize why people liked petting animals. It was calming and relaxing. "Hell, I was a cat. Imagine if my father had never come here. Then he wouldn't have turned me back, I'd still be a cat right now."

Steve shivered. "I never thought I'd see the day where I was thankful Loki came along."

I frowned a little. "Was he really that bad? He was a bit mischievous when I was growing but he was never cruel or anything."

"He tried to take over Earth with aliens, using this tower as a calling beacon." Steve sighed. "A lot of people died. Of course, we can't put to much blame on him because he was being mind controlled, but at the same time. . ."

"Oh." I frowned. I was going to have to check in with him. I couldn't believe anyone could have gotten the better of him. My father was indestructible. Nothing could kill him, no one could capture him, and I couldn't think of a single person that could mind control of him for goodness sakes. "I'm sorry about that. I mean, that's an inadequate apology but-"

"Don't worry about it doll." Bucky whispered, kissing the back of my neck. Now that I had accepted them, he couldn't keep himself to himself. Not that I minded, I loved the affection. "If there's any two people in the world that could understand what Loki was going through it would be me and Stevie here."

I smiled, rolling myself over so that I was propped up on Bucky's stomach. "Well I'm glad you don't hate him."

Bucky kissed me again. "Do you want to go inside? I mean, I'm thinking you might want to introduce yourself to everyone again."

A sudden spike of fear went through me. "Pepper, will she still hate me?"

"I don't think she ever hated you." Steve said, "I think she was scared of you. There's a difference."

"Great, that makes me feel so much better." I muttered glumly.

"Don't worry doll, we're here for you." Bucky said.

I smiled at that and then got to my feet. With Bucky on my left and Steve on my right, I felt a little better about going into the tower to see everyone again.

I could hold my own of course. I was a formidable warrior. I had sparred with Sif of course. And I had a little bit of magic. But I only had one hundred or so years under my belt. I was no where close to my fathers skill level.

"So?" Sam was the first to approach us. Most everyone was still in the living room, talking.

"Hi Sammy." I said shyly, holding my arm awkwardly.

Sam grinned. "Well hey there Blizz." He held his arms out and I smiled brightly, hugging him back. I nearly purred when he enclosed me in a warm, perfect hug. Sam laughed, the vibrations shaking against me. "She still acts like a kitten too."

I blushed as I pulled away, retreating back to Bucky's side who was smirking just slightly.

"Well, this is a bit weird." Tony said, scratching the back of his head. He was probably recalling all the things he'd told me when I was a cat.

I padded over to him and wrapped my arms around him, trying to send him comfort. "Thank you for trusting me with all your feelings, even if you just thought I was a cat."

I could feel the hardness of the arc reactors against my forehead, but didn't move. I knew now that I couldn't actually dislodge it, that it was an unnecessary fear of Peppers.

"Welcome to the Avengers kid. Sorry you got stuck with the two old men but I guess since you're technically an old woman yourself you'll fit right in with them." Tony sighed, pulling back from the hug and giving me that familiar smirk.

I smiled back. "Old woman huh? But you just called me kid."

"Well, you look pretty young for an old woman." Tony said. "They have great health benefits on Asgard."

I laughed. Everyone felt so familiar and safe.

We all settled in talking as I settled myself down on Bucky's lap.

"Sorry, but what was your real name again?" Clint asked.

"Y/N." I replied. "But if you'd prefer to call me Blizz, I don't think I'd mind to much."

Bucky kissed my cheek.

"Alright, not in front of us Barnes." Tony grumbled.

"So what is the overall plan?" Sam asked, motioning to us.

"Well, my father went to talk to my grandparents." I answered thoughtfully. "Usually, us Asgardians can't mate with Midgardians, even if they're our soulmates because they die before us and it leaves us in forever heartbreak. However, since Buck and Steve are immortal, at least age wise, my father and uncle are going to advocate on my behalf. I think my Grandmother will convince my Grandfather to let me be with them. And if not, well that'll be a pain since I already accepted them. But my father isn't that good at following the rules so we'll definitely stay in contact regardless."

Suddenly, the doors to the living room opened and everyone glanced over. Pepper was standing there, her hair pulled back into an immaculate bun. She was dressed professionally as she looked at us, her eyes widening in surprise upon seeing me. However, she addressed Tony first.

"I thought Loki and Thor were coming over today. Fury said so."

"They did." Tony said. "And then Loki turned Blizzard into a human. Not just any human, but his daughter. And his daughter just happened to be soulmated to Capsicle and Terminator, so that's her right there. Y/N, Pepper. Pepper, Y/N, formerly known as Blizzard."

Pepper seemed stunned, "The cat?" She asked incredulously.

I quickly repeated the story of being taken off Asgard and having a spell put on me so I couldn't remember my former life and that I genuinely thought I was a kitten.

"And um. . ." I added awkwardly. "I am sorry about Tony and Morgan. I didn't understand about the arc reactor. And um when I ripped your dress on the gala, it was because Tony had kissed my head and I was trying to give you the kiss. I didn't understand as a cat."

Bucky's arms were tight around me and Steve's hand drifted up to rest on my thigh, his hand squeezing tightly.

"Oh." Pepper breathed out, colour coming to her cheeks and suddenly everyone seemed rather interested in the ceiling. "It's alright. I mean. . . I'm sorry for my outburst."

"No, really it's fine." I stumbled over my words in a rush to get them out. "I completely understand. I mean, if the positions were reversed I probably would've killed the cat so I appreciate you not doing that."

Everything was awkward for a moment and then Sam said. "Right, so what's for dinner?"

"Sour dough bread!" I perked right up. "And chocolate. And. . ." I looked at Tony and Steve, "What else was I not allowed to have as a kitten?"

"Pancakes with syrup and Oreos." Sam said with a grin.

"Yes, all of that." I replied with a matching grin.

"Alright doll." Bucky said, lifting me up and slinging me over his shoulder. "Steve and I'll cook."

I giggled as Bucky carried me to the kitchen and he put a variety of foods together. It was a nice family night and for once, I could be a part of it.

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