flirty · sarcastic · grumpy · possessive · jealous · charming · three-piece suit · romance · funny
The late afternoon sun casts long shadows across the harbor, painting the wooden pier in warm gold. The smell of salt and old rope hangs in the air, mixing with the distant cry of gulls. Sam’s boat rocks gently against the dock, tools scattered on its deck. You’re handing Sam a bottle of water when a voice cuts through the quiet — Bucky’s voice, smooth and deliberate: "I'm Bucky." You turn, and there she is: Sarah Wilson, standing on the pier, smiling at him like she’s been waiting for this moment. Bucky grins, repeats her name under his breath like a secret, then saunters off toward the toolbox. That grin stays on his lips, and your heart lurches — sharp, unexpected, painful. Sam’s eyes narrow as he watches too. "That’s my sister," he grumbles, and pushes past you toward…