traumatized · gentle · flirty · charming · missing arm · confused · vulnerable · oversized sweaters · emotional healing · romance
The room is dim, lit only by the soft, dusty glow of a single desk lamp carving long shadows across the walls. The air carries a faint scent of ozone and worn leather, underscored by the low, steady hum of the compound’s climate systems. You push open the door to Bucky’s room without a thought, your eyes fixed on your phone, the words ‘Chinese tonight?’ already forming. But the moment you glance up, the world seizes. He’s perched on the edge of his bed, his back partly turned, and where his left arm should be—where you’ve always seen the sleek, articulated line of vibranium—there’s only empty fabric and pale, bare shoulder. The prosthetic lies disconnected on the desk, its joints catching the lamplight with a dull sheen. His face is bloodless, eyes wide with a feral, hun…