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Wings Of Freyja (Viking Bucky x Reader) | 6 /End

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A/N: This is the last part. Thank you for following this adventure. And if you want to be tranfered from one taglist to another, send me an ask.

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Hours, days, weeks and months pass and your life turned around completely after the first few weeks Bucky left you.

From the deep sorrow sprung a happiness you never knew. A happiness in form of the little baby in your arms.

The small healthy boy was born only two months ago and you love him like you loved his father. You named him Tayte Jamesson.

He is your happiness, so it's natural to call him 'happy'.

You haven't seen or heard from Bucky since he left and you don't even know if he still remembers you. Sure, you would like for him to meet his son, but you aren't married, Tayte is a bastard son and you don't know if he would accept the little boy.

And maybe he already got a small family of his now, found a woman matching his worth and you are nothing more than a memory.

You decided to start your journey to Kattegat today, wanting to have your little boy blessed by the chieftain, so he will have the possibility of being a warrior someday.

You pack your bag and gently set Tayte in the makeshift baby sling on your chest and poke his nose, he wrinkles it in response and tries to grab your finger.

A smile blooms on your lips and you would never give this boy away, even if Bucky would order you to. He is yours and you will protect him.

The trip is difficult, Tayte making a fuss more than once and you have to travel with some merchants on the way because you fear getting ambushed when you move alone.

But after two days you finally arrive in Kattegat, the bigger village a mess of men and women, merchants and the docks are filled with fish.

You feel uncomfortable and hold Tayte closer to you, seeking comfort in the little piece of home with you.

Being alone so long made you blind to groups and you hate the bustling, nearly stumbling into a group of men and you apologize quickly before moving on. Why did you decide to suddenly come here?

Looking down at the brown fuzzy head of your baby you remember and push through your discomfort and walk to the hut of the chieftain.

Luckily he blesses your son without any troubles regarding the missing man beside you and you are quickly out of there, seeking shelter in a more secluded corner.

Tayte fusses in the sling and you gently stroke his head, whispering comforting words to him and bouncing him. He gurgles softly, making you smile.

A group of men catch your eye and you watch them walking towards you, they laugh and talk to each other when the two men in front step to the side and you can see the third male between them.

Brown, long hair, small braids in them, a neatly trimmed beard and these blue eyes.

You couldn't forget them if you would want and you think about running off when he suddenly meets your eyes. And you freeze, pressing Tayte's head to your chest and just watch the man.

He seems to have stopped thinking too and musters you, eyes catching on the little bundle on your chest and he swallows.

His friends frown and look past him, seeing you and smirk knowingly. The blond male pushes Bucky towards you and he stumbles, catching himself in front of you. You see his eyes roaming your face and then focus on the baby he can now see.

He got stronger since the last time you saw him, his shoulder and arms pressing tighter against the jerkin and fur on his body, his legs looking like they could crush a man's head and you swallow hard, suddenly remembering how it was to lay underneath him, feeling his body work on you.

“You look beautiful, little doll.”

You snap your gaze up and meet his soft smile, his blue eyes shimmering with adoration.

“Thank you, James.”

He frowns softly at the use of his real name and plays with the pommel of his sword, gaze flitting to the baby again, before you can see it trail to your hand, searching for the ring that would tell him all.

“I'm not wedded to someone”, you answer his unspoken question to the lack of said golden band on your finger. He nods and looks at Tayte again. “So he is a bastard?”

You swallow but can't deny the truth and nod, feeling a heavy weight on your shoulders, knowing the next few questions he will utter.

“Is it...”, he takes a deep breath and you look at him, can't quite place the look on his face. But you know what he wants to ask and you aren't sure if it would be wise to tell him the truth.

That yes, this was the result of you bedding each other.

“Bucky”, the blonde male from before walks up to him and leans over his shoulder, smiling at you.

“Steve”, Bucky answers softly, lightly annoyed that he interrupted.

“Is that the maiden that put your whole life around in only a few days?”, a dark skinned other warrior steps beside the two and grins at you.

You shrink back at the proximity of the men and protectively cradle your baby against your chest. Bucky shoves the man and hisses something at him and you catch that his name is Sam.

Steve musters you and points to Tayte. “Did you bring him to the chieftain?” You nod and he hums gently, asking if he can see the little boy. Bucky and Sam are still verbally arguing and you show Tayte to Steve.

The blond has a calmer presence around him, something more gentle and you trust him. Steve takes a quick look and hums surprised, but a smile on his face.

“He's his son, isn't he?”, he whispers to you and you duck your head, nodding gently and Steve pats your head.

“You should tell him”, he chuckles and looks at Bucky. “He was different after he suddenly came back to Kattegat. We already thought he was dead, but then he told us about his rescue by a goddess in the forest and we thought he went insane.”

You blush, not knowing what to say to this story. Maybe Steve is just lying to you to make you tell Bucky.

“He had a history of taking whores to his bed but he stopped after he came back, it was like he suddenly was another man. I don't know what you did, woman, but he is praying a lot more to Odin and Thor, always talking about you and pleading them to keep you safe.”

Steve hums softly and chuckles, having said what he wanted to and finally makes his way to break off the fight that is on the verge of breaking into one with fists.

Bucky huffs and shoves his friends away before coming back to you and trying to catch a glimpse at your son. “How did you name it?”

“Him. Tayte...”, you pause and take a deep breath, before finally admitting the truth. “Jamesson.”

Bucky blinks and lets the name roll from his lips again, slowly realizing the weight of the full name.

“James... He is mine?”, his voice is heavy with confusion and you nod.

“He is mine”, he repeats it a few times, before he stops and stares at you. You swallow and shift under his gaze, not sure what he will do next.

He could order you to leave his sight and to take Tayte with you. You would have to care for him yourself and since your family is dead, it will be more difficult. Or he could accept the baby boy as his and help you raise him.

“Would you marry me?”

The question knocks the breath out of you and you are the one staring at him this time.

“What?”

Bucky smiles softly and gently lays a hand on Tayte's head, stroking the brown fuzzy hair. The baby opens his eyes, soft blue like his father's and smiles a toothless smile.

“I asked if you would marry me, (y/n).”

This time he is looking at you and you see the love and pure happiness in his eyes, the softness of his expression and you nod, like under a trance.

Bucky laughs and pulls you into a hug, careful not you crush Tayte and kisses your head. He pushes his nose into your hair and inhales deeply.

“I missed you, little doll.”

You smile and hold onto his jerkin, tears starting to form in your eyes. “I did too, Bucky. I apologize for pushing you away.”

He shakes his head and pulls back, stroking your cheek and pressing a soft kiss to your lips, a groan leaving the back of his throat. He licks his lips when he releases your lips and you smile up at him.

“It's alright. We are together now, little doll”, he looks at Tayte and kisses his head. “And I will swear to protect you both.”

You just watch the loving look on his face, when he takes Tayte from the sling and gently cradles him in his arm, the small baby looking even more precious in the arms of this man.

Bucky grins and turns to his friends.

“Let's drink, my friends. I will get wedded to this goddess and have a strong son”, he pulls you into his side and you chuckle softly. Steve and Sam grin at each other and cheer before turning and hurrying to the next tavern, ready to get some beers into their bodies.

Bucky hums and kisses your hand, lacing his fingers with yours.

“I love you, my little doll.”

You smile softly and press your lips to his palm.

“I love you too, my strong warrior.”

While you both walk into the tavern, you hear a falcon scream and you smile softly. Freyja surely loved to play with you both and in the end she decided to choose your fate in your all favor.

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