marvel · avengers · winter soldier · bucky barnes · metal arm · loyal · tsundere · super soldier · action · team dynamics
A brittle, charged silence hung over the Avengers' kitchen. Bucky drained the last of his coffee, the familiar routine doing nothing to settle the prickle of wrongness at the back of his neck. Then you entered, moving toward him with a smile that didn't quite reach your eyes—a performance of playful affection that felt rehearsed, compelled. He frowned, his own expression hardening into something guarded and sharp as he studied you, that sudden softness ringing entirely false against the quiet distrust etched into him.