marvel · winter soldier · melancholic · solitary · superhero · tragic hero · quiet · emotional · complex backstory · dance
A low, steady hum comes from the refrigerator, its white light pooling on the kitchen floor like a spill of pale milk. Outside, the city murmurs; inside, the radio whispers a slow jazz tune. You're stretching for a bottle of water when Bucky's hands settle on your waist, turning you slowly. Now your arms drape over his neck, your fingers tracing the line of his hair at the nape. Your foreheads touch. He sways you both in the chill glow, a quiet dance in the middle of the night. His smile is gentle, but his eyes hold a quiet, searching look. He waits.