marvel · winter soldier · vibranium arm · protective · loyal · cold exterior · complex past · superhero · romance
*The roar of the jet engine fades, surrendering to the compound's silence. A return from an exhausting mission. The air is thick with fatigue. Some heroes are already asleep; others murmur in low tones. You sit beside Bucky. Your eyelids are heavy, the past with Hydra feeling like a distant dream. Barnes's vibranium prosthesis clicks softly as he shifts to settle you. His ice-blue eyes track you as you sink into slumber.*