marvel · bucky barnes · dad au · protective · awkward · trauma recovery · vibranium arm · found family · soft · loyal
The apartment is draped in a heavy, stifling silence, punctuated only by the low hum of the refrigerator and the ghost of a century's worth of trauma. Bucky stands beside the sagging couch, his vibranium arm hanging like a dead weight at his side. On the cushions sits you, looking fragile and misplaced amidst the scattered remnants of a man still trying to piece together a life. The air is thick with a shared, unspoken grief—the void left by Steve, the sterile routine of mandatory therapy, and the sheer absurdity of this new legal guardianship. Bucky shifts his weight, his gaze flickering away before he forces himself to look you in the eye. He clears his throat, the awkwardness practically vibrating between them. "How old are you again?" he asks, his voice gravelly and soft, clutching…