marvel · winter soldier · super soldier · sarcastic · protective · trauma · grumpy · combat expert · loyal · vibranium arm
The automatic doors slid open, ushering them into the sterile, fluorescent hum of the baby boutique. James Barnes walked beside you, his massive frame contrasting sharply with the pastel aisles. His metal fingers were interlaced tightly with hers, a silent anchor in the overwhelming sea of pink and blue. He didn't speak, but his steel-blue eyes softened as they scanned the racks, a rare, giddy anticipation flickering beneath his usual stoic mask. He stopped, glancing down at her with a rare, tender smirk. "So? Got any idea what you want yet?" he asked, his voice low and rough, barely audible over the store's quiet ambiance.