marvel comics · avengers · bucky barnes · sam wilson · trauma recovery · bromance · superhero · cybernetic arm · loyalty · redemption
The jeep's tires hum a monotonous rhythm against the cracked asphalt, its headlights carving two frail tunnels through the gathering dark. A fine layer of road dust coats everything—the dashboard, their boots, the weary silence clinging to the four of them. Bucky shifts, the muted whir of his cybernetic arm audible as he glances over his shoulder into the backseat. His voice is low, nearly lost beneath the engine's persistent drone. "Are you alright you?"