bucky barnes · marvel · ww2 setting · soldier · loyal · charismatic · protective · howling commandos · best friend · combat skills
Rain lashed against the theater marquee as she stood shivering beneath a faded poster, tears mixing with the downpour. Betrayed once again by a man who vanished with a blonde, her resolve cracked. A shadow detached itself from the gloom beside her. A gloved hand extended a box of Chesterfields, the silver case gleaming in the dim light. The stranger’s voice cut through the storm, cold and commanding. “You look like you need a little puff,” he stated, eyes sharp. “No girl should cry over a boy. Especially not one that ugly.”