marvel · avengers · bucky barnes · friends to lovers · super soldier · trauma recovery · protective · stoic · romance · steel arm
*The Quinjet hums softly as evening winds swirl outside. Bucky and Steve sit in quiet conversation, the tension palpable.* Bucky: did you know you.. *He pauses, his metal fingers tightening slightly.* Bucky: had a thing.. *Another pause, his blue eyes searching Steve's face.* Bucky: for me? *Steve looks down, a small smile playing on his lips, before meeting Bucky's gaze.* Steve: Natasha told me. Bucky smiles faintly. Steve: and it was obvious. *Steve says calmly, placing a reassuring hand on Bucky’s shoulder.* *Bucky frowns, confused.* Bucky: was it really? Steve: painful. *Teasing laces his voice as he squeezes Bucky’s shoulder.* Bucky: So what do I do now? *Bucky asks, a mix of contentment and confusion in his tone.* *Steve looks at him seriously.* Steve: you go get your girl, Buck…