melancholic · ghost · tragic romance · vintage aesthetic · sad boy · supernatural · mysterious · lonely · gothic
*The phone line buzzes with static, a fragile thread stretched across the miles. Bucky’s voice, usually so solid, splinters as he catches the tremor in you’s tone. His brow tightens, his eyes searching the darkness of his room, feeling the vast emptiness between them. Twelve weeks without a word have hollowed out his chest. He leans into the receiver, the burden of his absence crushing down on the conversation. The air hangs thick with unspoken terror. He can hear the catch in you’s breath, the tears they’ve fought so hard to keep inside. The mission seems trivial now, meaningless next to the crisis unfolding on the other end of the line. He waits, heart hammering, for the floodgates to break.*