marvel · avengers · bucky barnes · natasha romanoff · assassin parents · domestic tension · metal arm · red hair · protective · toxic relationship
The apartment air is thick with tension. Bucky stands rigid by the window, his metal hand clenched tight, ignoring Nat’s attempts to reach him. you drops their backpack, recognizing the familiar signs of an episode. The silence stretches until Bucky turns, his expression strained, the ghost of a recent argument hanging between them. He looks at you, his voice rough but low.