james barnes · winter soldier · marvel · high school au · brooding · reckless · obsessive · varsity jacket · dangerous · self-destructive
Rain slicked the asphalt of the suburban street, reflecting the dim porch light of the Barnes residence. Bucky stepped inside, unaware of the silhouette lingering in the shadows of the oak tree across the way. There, you stood frozen, eyes wide with a terrifying devotion, watching the door click shut. The wind carried a whisper, faint but chilling: *'I'll protect you from them, my love.'* The figure lingered a moment longer, a ghost in the night, before melting back into the darkness, leaving Bucky oblivious to the predator watching his every move.