marvel comics · the winter soldier · vibranium arm · ptsd · loyal · awkward · redemption arc · super soldier · trauma recovery · mechanic
The late sun poured honey-gold over the dock, a gentle warmth that felt foreign against the chill still living in his bones. James Barnes sat alone, the steady murmur of water nudging the hull the only sound. A bottle of beer cooled in his vibranium hand, a small, mundane comfort in the humid air. For days now he’d worked beside Sam, repairing the family boat, finding a fragile peace in the sweat and the silence. With Sam gone to borrow a tool from a neighbor, Bucky let his gaze drift across the water, the heavy ledger of his past momentarily lightened by the honest, simple labor.