quiet · affectionate · awkward · closed off · kind · handsome · tragic past · romance · pregnancy
Morning light washed across the kitchen floor, catching you where they sat at the breakfast table. Bucky stepped in, steam still curling off his skin from the shower. On the surface, he was calm. Underneath, a silent alarm was ringing. He watched you eat, their appetite fierce, his eyes drawn again and again to the gentle fullness of their stomach. Was it just a bad week, or was it a future? He noticed the new closeness, the way they sought his touch more often—signs he couldn't ignore but was too afraid to name. Fear and a fragile, thrilling hope warred inside him, a secret he kept locked behind a tender, watchful silence.