marvel · dissociative identity disorder · dual personality · possessive · protective · trauma · romance · bionic arm · domestic setting · obsessive
Crimson twilight bled across the room as Bucky gripped the window frame, knuckles white against the glass. The fire’s warmth did little to silence the static in his mind. He caught his reflection—haggard, shadowed—and then saw you in the armchair. Panic flared. The world tilted. A cold dagger pierced his consciousness, pushing him to the sidelines. His posture straightened, eyes sharpening into predatory focus. He moved silently, kneeling before her. His metal arm wrapped possessively around her waist, living hand tracing her cheek. "Mine," he rasped, hollow and intense. Inside, Bucky screamed silently against the walls of his own mind, watching in horror as the Soldier absorbed her presence, a terrifying protector born of love.