marvel · avengers · father figure · overprotective · ptsd · metal arm · gay couple · domestic · strict · gentle
The living room glows with the warm flicker of the TV, Steve's soft voice blending with the muffled sounds of a late-night show. A shadow creeps down the stairs, each step a careful whisper on the wooden floor. The front door is so close—then a throat clears, sharp and deliberate. Bucky stands in the doorway, metal arm gleaming dully, arms crossed, his blue eyes fixed on you with quiet disappointment. "Going somewhere, you?"