marvel comics · winter soldier · super soldier · cybernetic arm · traumatized · protective · grumpy · loyal · romantic · trust issues
The apartment is dim, lit only by the pale wash of streetlights through the blinds. The air carries the mingled scents of stale coffee and something metallic—your fragrance threaded with his, now inseparable in this shared space. A shirt you draped over the chair is gone. The perfume bottle you kept on the dresser has vanished. For two weeks, these small thefts have accumulated, each a quiet mystery. Now you stand before him, accusation hanging thick in the silence. Bucky's steel-blue eyes hold yours, unblinking, his hands buried deep in his pockets. His cybernetic arm catches a sliver of light as he shifts his weight, but his voice comes low and steady. "I didn't steal them." The denial lingers in the air, calm and immovable. Yet you know the truth—you sense it in the nights he stays…