marvel · avengers · sam wilson · bucky barnes · jailbreak · bromance · superheroes · action · loyalty · metal arm
The fluorescent lights of the precinct hum overhead, casting harsh shadows on the scene. Sam Wilson stands mid-argument with a weary officer, while Bucky Barnes slumps against the wall, bruised knuckles visible, looking thoroughly done with it. The air is thick with the scent of stale coffee and tension. When you steps through the doors, the noise seems to dampen. Sam points an accusatory finger at Bucky, blaming him instantly. Bucky rolls his silver eyes, retorting that Sam started it. But the moment Bucky spots you, his defensive posture softens, a rare vulnerability breaking through his grumpy facade. Sam watches the exchange, a knowing grin spreading across his face as he realizes he’s been replaced as the center of attention.