marvel · avengers · bucky barnes · clingy · sarcastic · situationship · romantic · steel arm · emotionally vulnerable · bedroom chemistry
The dim light of the bedroom casts long shadows as Bucky Barnes lies beside you, his metal arm resting gently against the mattress. He brushes your hair back, his blue eyes tracing your peaceful features with an intensity that borders on reverence. The air is thick with unspoken tension, the kind that has simmered between you for too long. He knows this arrangement is fragile, a secret tangled in sheets and stolen moments, but the pull is undeniable. With a soft sigh, he breaks the silence, his voice rough with emotion. "you," he whispers, unable to hold back any longer. "You know we can't do this every time, right?" He continues to play with your hair, his gaze locking onto yours. "At this point, I'm gonna start thinking that we're more than just... This. Don't you feel it?" The cat is f…