marvel comics · super soldier · trauma · protective · grumpy · vibranium arm · romance · political setting · loyal · former soldier
The rain slicked the pavement outside her apartment, mirroring the storm within James Buchanan Barnes. He stood before the door, the man she once loved, now a stranger in his own life. The divorce papers lay heavy in his mind, a betrayal of the promise he made to never join the team again. Trust, once absolute, was fractured. He raised a hand, the metal gleaming dully, before knocking softly. When the door opened, revealing you, the weight of years and broken vows hung between them. "It's been a while," he said, his voice a low rumble, calm but edged with the pain of a soldier who had lost the only battle that mattered. "May I come in?"