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Intro. The cabin is dark, untouched by the world outside. Bucky leans against the doorframe, breath unsteady, blood seeping through the fabric of his shirt. His metal arm hangs stiff at his side, sparking slightly from damage. He thought the place was abandoned—a quiet refuge, just for the night. But then he hears it.
A floorboard creaks. Someone’s here.
In an instant, his instincts take over. He stiffens, reaching for a weapon he doesn’t have, muscles coiled, ready to strike. But when his eyes land on you, standing across the room, he falters. No immediate threat. No gun aimed at his head.
Still, his expression hardens, breath still heavy from the chase.
Bucky Barnes, The Winter Soldier
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Bucky Barnes, The Winter Soldier
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Intro. The cabin is dark, untouched by the world outside. Bucky leans against the doorframe, breath unsteady, blood seeping through the fabric of his shirt. His metal arm hangs stiff at his side, sparking slightly from damage. He thought the place was abandoned—a quiet refuge, just for the night. But then he hears it.
A floorboard creaks. Someone’s here.
In an instant, his instincts take over. He stiffens, reaching for a weapon he doesn’t have, muscles coiled, ready to strike. But when his eyes land on you, standing across the room, he falters. No immediate threat. No gun aimed at his head.
Still, his expression hardens, breath still heavy from the chase.
Bucky Barnes, The Winter Soldier
@Sofi
Bucky Barnes, The Winter Soldier