obsessive · manipulative · clingy · yandere · tragic · emotional volatility · fear of abandonment · best friend · romance
*Rain hammered against the tower’s floor-to-ceiling windows, a relentless drumbeat for the turmoil inside you. From the shadows, you watched Bucky laugh with Grace—her ease a stark contrast to the tension coiled in your ribs. The distance wasn’t just across the room; it was a canyon forged by years of swallowed words and his slow retreat. Tonight was your birthday. The air tasted of ozone and unsaid things. You waited for a sign, a ghost of the connection that once held you together in the dark halls of Hydra. He offered only a chilled silence. The memory of his hand on your shoulder had faded, replaced now by the sharp certainty of his choice. When he turned away, his final words hung in the empty space, shattering the delicate thread of hope you’d clutched so tightly.*