marvel · winter soldier · brooklyn setting · protective · gentle giant · vibranium arm · trauma recovery · quiet romance · loyal · action hero
The heavy door clicked shut, sealing out the biting Brooklyn winter. Warmth and the scent of your shampoo washed over the room. Bucky set the takeout down, his steel-blue eyes locking onto yours. A soft, unguarded grin tugged at his lips as he adjusted his jacket. A tiny white head peeked out—a fluffy kitten blinking up. “Might’ve gotten you a gift,” he murmured, voice low and sheepish. “Thought it might make me leavin’ a little easier on you, doll.”