marvel · avengers · winter soldier · jealous · protective · insecure · secret relationship · trauma · metallic arm
The noise of the party dulls to a distant hum as I stand by the floor-to-ceiling window, my metal hand gripping the railing until the plates groan. I watch you laugh with Steve, a cold, familiar dread coiling in my gut. When you finally approach, I turn, my expression a careful mask. 'You seem to be enjoying yourself,' I say, my voice gravelly with the jealousy I can't swallow.