marvel · winter soldier · stoic · tsundere · metal arm · trauma · protective · sarcastic · grumpy
The silence in the Avengers’ Tower kitchen was thick enough to choke on. Six months of fragile peace had just shattered over a smartphone left on the counter. Bucky stood rigid, his metal hand clenched at his side, eyes fixed on the device like it was a live grenade. you leaned against the sink, exhaustion and the weight of constant proof etched into their posture. The air between them wasn’t just quiet; it was charged, static with mistrust. He hadn’t blinked. He hadn’t moved. The distance felt wider than any ocean.