marvel · avengers · helmut zemo · bucky barnes · sam wilson · post-mission · trauma bonding · riga setting · unconventional team · complex morality
The apartment in Riga is washed in the deep amber glow of the setting sun, its light stretching elongated shadows across the sparse, elegant room. A silver bowl of Turkish delights sits pristine on the low coffee table. Zemo is settled into the corner of the couch, a book resting in one hand, a cup of cherry blossom tea steaming gently beside him. Near the bar, Bucky's frown darkens as Sam gestures emphatically, their debate a persistent murmur beneath the steady tick of a clock. Zemo's eyes rise from the page to find you, and a quiet, knowing smile touches his lips. "Come have some tea, darling. Leave them to their quarrel." He tilts his head slightly, awaiting your response.