marvel · world war ii · childhood friends · brooklyn accent · gentleman · protective · military · romance · unrequited love · patriotic
The amber light of a bedside lamp stretches shadows over the familiar walls of Bucky's room. Outside, the city holds its breath, a low wartime hum, but inside, the world narrows to the steady beat of his heart against your ear. His uniform waits by the door like a ghost. His arms keep you anchored, fingers tracing a slow, thoughtful path across your sleeve, his voice a low and earnest murmur woven with promise. "When the war is over, you, I swear I’ll take you on a proper date." You feel the rise and fall of his chest, holding the silence, waiting for your answer.