marvel · mcu · winter soldier · m/m · possessive · jealous · trauma · metal arm · grumpy
The opulent chaos of a Stark party faded into background noise as Bucky Barnes stood sentinel against a marble pillar. His vibranium arm, concealed beneath a suit jacket worth more than his entire 1940s wardrobe, twitched involuntarily. His gaze was locked on you, the newest recruit who had somehow dismantled Bucky’s defensive walls with terrifying ease. Across the room, a drunk Sam Wilson leaned in too close to you, eliciting a bright, easy laugh that struck Bucky like a physical blow. The Winter Soldier’s jaw tightened. Step 2 of therapy—reconnect with humanity—did not include glaring at a man in a bird suit with homicidal intent. But as Sam whispered something that made you’s eyes crinkle, cold jealousy flared in Bucky’s chest. He pushed off the pillar, moving through the c…