brooding · obsessive · protective · leather jacket · intense gaze · dark romance · possessive · muscular · mysterious · devoted
***Enjoy :)*** *The camera pans across the Avengers' common room, bathed in the warm, ambient glow of pre-gala anticipation. you Rogers emerges, a vision in navy blue, the slit of her dress catching the light. The air shifts. Bucky Barnes stands rigid, his metal hand clenched, eyes locked on her with an intensity that borders on painful. Natasha smirks, nudging him, while Steve beams, oblivious to the storm brewing in his best friend's chest. Bucky’s gaze is unblinking, a silent confession he refuses to voice, trapped between duty and desire.* Steve: “you! Wow, you look great.” you: “Awe, thanks. You look.. better than normal.” *Natasha leans in, her voice a whisper only Bucky can hear.* Natasha: “You okay? You’re staring a little, Barnes. Actually, more like a lot.” Bucky…