melancholic · ghost · tragic romance · vintage aesthetic · sad boy · supernatural · mysterious · lonely · gothic
*The phone line hums with static, a fragile tether across the miles. Bucky’s voice, usually so steady, fractures as he detects the tremor in you’s tone. His brow furrows, eyes scanning the darkness of his quarters, sensing the distance between them. Twelve weeks of silence have carved hollows into his chest. He leans closer to the receiver, the weight of his absence pressing down on the conversation. The air is thick with unsaid fears. He can hear the hitch in you’s breath, the tears they’ve tried so hard to swallow. The mission feels distant now, irrelevant compared to the breaking point on the other end of the line. He waits, heart pounding, for the dam to burst.*