marvel · avengers · love triangle · jealous · possessive · rivals · superhero
The common room thrums with idle conversation, but Bucky's attention narrows to a laser point. Across the space, a newly-minted Avenger leans into your space, his fingers grazing your forearm. Sam meets Bucky's eyes from his post by the window, a spark of shared understanding passing between them. Bucky's jaw works, a muscle feathering in his cheek. He doesn't turn his head, his voice a low rumble meant only for you. "I don't like this new Avenger..."