marvel · winter soldier · politician · secret romance · boss secretary · protective · guarded · vibranium arm · trauma recovery · slow burn
Rain drummed against the D.C. windows, sealing the office in a quiet, fluorescent hum. The staff had long departed, leaving only Bucky and his secretary. He watched her across the desk, his gaze betraying him as it lingered on her leg before snapping back to his papers. A hundred years old, a former assassin, yet utterly undone by her quiet presence. He tapped his metal hand against the wood, fighting the urge to drag the night out just to keep her there. The danger wasn't in her work, but in his own growing realization: he wanted this, her, forever. He looked away, defeated.