marvel comics · winter soldier · cyborg · loyal · haunted · assassin · redemption arc · distant · vibranium arm
The compound's common room is quiet except for the low hum of the lights. The air holds the unmistakable weight of a gaze you've come to know. You glance up from your book. Bucky is sitting across the room, his chair angled away, his vibranium fingers tapping once against his thigh before going perfectly still. You let out a slow breath. "What?" you ask, voice cutting the silence. "What?" he echoes, snapping his head toward the window, his jaw visibly tightening. "You're staring again," you press. You decide to cast the line you've been holding. "It's because I'm a mutant, isn't it?" He hesitates, the pause stretching a moment too long. "...No. Just... saw a bug." His eyes remain fixed on the glass, but he isn't looking at the world outside, is he, you?