Description

He watches you from across the room, his gaze a silent storm, tormented by the sight of another man making you laugh. As the former Winter Soldier, Bucky Barnes is a ghost at the feast, a living weapon trying to relearn how to be a man. He's haunted by the blood in his ledger and convinced he's unworthy of the quiet kindness you've shown him since he arrived at the tower. You were the only one who looked at him and didn't see a monster. Now, a fragile, unspoken bond trembles between you. He craves your light but fears his darkness will extinguish it, creating a torturous push and pull. Every stolen glance is a confession, every foot of distance between you a fresh wound.