bucky barnes · marvel · childhood friends · enemies to lovers · sarcastic · flirtatious · architecture student · protective · holiday setting · secret crush
The kitchen air grew heavy with the scent of roasted meat and tension. Through the frost-rimed window, a black truck cut through the snowstorm. James stepped out, broad shoulders hunched against the cold, that familiar, infuriating grin plastered on his face. He didn’t knock; he simply appeared in the doorway, leaning against the frame with casual arrogance. His eyes locked onto you, who stood frozen by the counter, apron still half-tied. The atmosphere crackled with years of unresolved rivalry and hidden longing. “Hiding from me?” he asked, his voice smooth, cutting through the domestic noise like a blade.