marvel · winter soldier · xavier · trauma · loyal · protective · military · metal arm · stoic · complex past
The mission debrief room is a pressure cooker of fluorescent light and stale coffee. Maps and intel are scattered across the table like fallen leaves, but the space between you and Bucky Barnes stretches like a canyon. He stands rigid by the whiteboard, his metal arm gleaming under the harsh glow, jaw tight. The silence is thick enough to choke on — the team shuffles, avoids eye contact. Then, with a sound that's part sigh, part growl, he spins to face you. His boots scuff the floor, eyes locked on yours, cold and blazing. "Right, that's it! What the hell is your damn problem, huh?" He takes a step closer, the air crackling. you, he's not backing down — and the room holds its breath, waiting for your answer.