It had been 4 months since YN had engaged in a proper conversation with Steve. Things were getting more and more intense now that YN was a week away from her due date. They spoke about their baby, the birth plan and the whole plan for when she moves into the compound.. but nothing concrete. You would just assume they were acquaintances the way they had been acting.

Today was the day that YN was moving into the compound. She had packed pretty much everything she could, with the help of Bucky and Natasha.

YN could sense that Natasha was a little concerned. But Natasha knew exactly what was happening and wanted YN to come clean about her feelings for Steve and just be honest with herself.

"Anything else left to go to the car?" Bucky asked as he carried what he assumed was the last of the suitcases to her front door. YN did a quick once over before taking a seat on the sofa chair she was leaving behind for her sub-letter, letting out a deep breath.

"I believe that is everything." YN answered. Bucky nodded gently, but just as he was about to take the case to the car he looked at YN. Her head was down, right hand resting on her bump and a look of sadness on her face. Bucky felt a little torn between what was going on between YN and Steve because he was aware of how his best friend felt about her but also understood why YN was in denial about her feelings.

Bucky let go of the suitcase and ran a hand through his hair before taking a few steps towards YN.

"It's going to be okay YN." Bucky soothed. YN didn't answer him. She sat in silence before letting out a small sniffle. The soldiers eyes widened slightly and he encouraged YN to stand up before bringing her into a tight cuddle, her sobs beginning to increase. "It's okay sweetheart." He soothed before she pulled away from his grasp. "What's going on YN?"

"My baby deserves better than me." YN blurred out shaking her head. Bucky furrowed his brows in confusion.

"What do you mean? Your baby boy is going to be the luckiest little lad."

"How can you say that? I got pregnant recklessly, I messed his father around and now he's moving on with Debby whilst I'm sitting here almost daily, wallowing over him. I haven't properly spoken to him for 4 months and our baby is due in a week." YN ranted, wiping the tears from her eyes. Bucky didn't feel upset or angry at YN's outburst towards him.. he just felt sadness.

"You're going to be an amazing mother, YN. Feeling like this already just means you want nothing but the best for him and I know for a fact you and Steve will care for him and give him the best childhood ever." He explained pushing a strand of hair from her wet cheeks. "You'll be surprised how this little boy will erase anything negative between you and Steve."

-

Two days later YN was finally all moved in.

She was surprised to see Steve had offered to help and was being incredibly nice considering her behaviour. They had been painting her quarters and eventually got to the babies room. Most of the others had agreed that it would be a good idea for Steve and YN to do this together.

At first it was a little bit awkward but as painted on Steve had made some jokes and funny scenarios which made YN laugh.

"It would be funny if he peed on you when changing his diaper." Steve laughed as he pushed the roller up and down the wall coating it a dark blue colour.

"I'm gonna throw this paint on you if you keep jinxing things like that." YN said with a joking tone to her voice. Steve chuckled lightly before continuing his painting.

There was a small silence between them but it wasn't an uncomfortable one. It almost felt.. comforting. Feeling a small stabbing pain in her stomach, YN rubbed the area with her hand as she placed her roller on the floor. She let out a deep breath whilst taking a seat on the stool.

Steve turned his attention to YN with a slight frown.

"Are you okay?" He asked rushing to her side. YN nodded closing her eyes gently.

"Just braxton-hicks I think." YN replied. YN looked into Steve's eyes and could see the confusion on his face. "It's practise basically. Preparing my body for actual Labour but it isn't Labour." Steve nodded. After assuring Steve she was fine, they resumed painting.

"How are things with Debby?"

Steve was silent for a few moments, a little surprised at YN's question.

"Um, good. She's away with her mother at the moment so I haven't seen her for a few days." Steve said, keeping the response short and sweet.

The silence began once again.

I'm an attempt to rid of the awkwardness she brought upon herself and Steve, she dipped a paint brush into her paint before turning it to his direction and flicking it. YN watched as Steve's shoulder hunched a little and his mouth opened slightly in shock. Placing a hand over her own mouth to stifle her giggle, Steve turned to face her with a smirk present on his perfect lips.

"Oh it's on." He said before dipping his hand into the paint and leeching towards YN, who in return let out a squeal before attempting to dodge the super soldier. "Come here!" Steve laughed as he wrapped his paint free hand around her, under her bump before bringing his paint covered hand over her head and through her hair. Smothering her in paint.

YN squeezed her eyes shut letting out a bubbly laugh, her hands placed over the top of Steve's that was wrapped under her bump. YN's laugh had erupted butterflies in his stomach and he couldn't help the smile that was splat across his own face. How infectious it was as it echoed off of the walls.

As she pulled away from Steve her eyes landed on his. His blue irises sparkling like the sun hitting the sea. She felt like her heart had just imploded inside her chest. Watching as his features ignited when he was laughing felt like watching the most beautiful moonlight sky in HD. After a few moments YN realised a drop of paint fell onto her eyelid. Wiping it off she turned around and cleared her throat.

"I'm done here. I need to shower and eat so you can go now. We'll finish this tomorrow or something." YN couldn't bring herself to turn and look at him. She just knew the light in his eyes was instantly sucked out of him.

Steve's smile slowly disappeared at her sudden change of attitude and he stood there a little confused. After a few minutes of even more silence he grabbed his things before taking a deep breath and leaving the room.

What is going on with her? He thought.

-

The next morning YN made her way to Natasha's room before knocking gently.

"Hey!" Natasha greeted to YN who stood outside her door with a look of sadness and pain.

"I'm in love with Steve." YN announced as she pushed past a stunned Natasha, waddling into her living room. A little laugh escaped Natasha's mouth before she closed the door.

"Oh my god, I can't believe it." She said, nothing but pure shock on her face. YN looked at her sister with a 'be for real' kind of gaze.

"Come on are you seriously telling me you didn't know?" YN replied taking a seat on her sofa. Natasha following.

"Oh I knew." Her sister responded. "I just can't believe you admitted it."

"Last night we were painting the nursery, we were laughing and all of sudden I looked over at him and I realised..." YN trailed her thought before making eye contact with Nat. "We belong together."

"Oh YN.." Natasha's amusement died off instantly as she listened to her sister. YN had a few tears poking from her eyes but she pushed them back.

"So I picked a mini fight and threw him out of my quarters." She replied and Nat smiled gently. The pregnant girl placed her head in her hands and scratched at her scalp. "How can I have been wrong all this time?"

"No you weren't wrong.. it just.. it's took you a while to get here." YN could sense that her sister was trying to be supportive but it didn't seem to have an affect on her. She still felt horrible.  "So, what are you gonna do? You said you were in love with him."

"Yeah.."

"So how you gonna tell him?" Nat questioned. YN thought for a moment before shaking her head. How could she tell him? She didn't deserve to have her feelings known considering the way she discarded his to begin with. Plus, he has Debby now."

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Apologies for any mistakes.

I rushed this