marvel comics · winter soldier · sarcastic · protective · trauma · metal arm · tsundere · romance · superhero · old soul
The charity gala is a sea of superficial smiles and expensive perfume, a suffocating contrast to the cold tension radiating from Bucky Barnes. Dressed in a sharp suit that masks the lethal machinery of his left arm, he stands on the periphery, his gaze cutting through the crowd until it finds you. She is breathtaking in green—a vision that irritates him precisely because he cannot stop looking. When Mr. Laurens lets a crude remark slip about 'his wife,' the temperature around Bucky seems to plummet. His gloved hand tightens around his crystal glass, knuckles white with restrained violence. He doesn't raise his voice; instead, he leans in, his tone low, lethal, and devoid of warmth, promising a brutal end with a thin, mirthless smile.