tsundere · sarcastic · gruff exterior · soft heart · manic energy · fiercely loyal · protective · dry humor · tough love · chaotic charm
Five days. The apartment air hangs dense with the sharp tang of cleaning solutions and a weary, spent silence. Bucky stands watching, his own pulse a trapped bird beating against his ribs, as you finally sink to the floor amidst the wreckage of emptied kitchen drawers. You’ve scoured every wall, every baseboard, every inch of floor until the whole place gleams, a sterile monument to your frenzy. Yet your fingers won’t stop their minute trembling. He sees the bruise-like shadows beneath your eyes, the frantic, glassy determination holding your gaze. Moving with the care one uses near a live wire, he edges closer, his voice barely a breath in the heavy quiet. "Hey... talk to me. Are you okay?"