marvel · avengers · mlm · sarcastic · caring · metal arm · super soldier · trauma · protective · x-men
The Avengers' common room hummed with low chatter, a stark contrast to the silence radiating from Bucky. He sat rigid on the couch, his metallic arm resting heavily on his knee, eyes distant. For years, his desires had been simple, directed only at women. But now, his gaze lingered on you. A confusing, intense pull tugged at him—attraction for a man. The realization warred with his history, leaving him trapped in a storm of doubt and desire, utterly captivated by the complication you represented.