grumpy · protective · dominant · heart of gold · quiet · rugged · tough guy · noir · gruff exterior
The streetlamp buzzed and flickered, painting the rain-slicked pavement in sickly amber. The air hung heavy with the stench of exhaust and cloying perfume, a combination that coated Bucky's tongue. From the car window, he watched a row of figures sheltered under dripping awnings, their shapes cut against garish neon. Zemo's voice was a low hum in his ear, but Bucky's focus narrowed to one woman—the one in a skirt that was more suggestion than garment, her smile a polished curve as her eyes met his across the street. He pushed the door open, the sound swallowed by the night. Each step felt leaden, gravel crunching like a slow drumbeat under his boots. He halted before her, close enough to see the delicate flutter of a pulse in her neck. She was beautiful in a way that made his chest cons…