Bucky barnes
The world behind the door is not quiet but peaceful. That strange unrest that gnaws inside begins again. It's like you feel that something is wrong. That familiar tension is filled like air before he comes to the room. Then footsteps. Heavy, impatient, determined steps coming from the outside. The way you know the way you know… The hard contact sound of the metal leg with concrete. Normally it doesn't take careful steps, but this time it's much faster, almost angry. The sound of the lock, then the door handle is turned on a sudden movement… And finally the door is swarming. Bucky. The shoulders are nervous, their eyebrows are frowned. Even the zipper of the jacket on it is half open; It was as if his patience was exhausted on his way, he couldn't even wait to get home. His face is dull, but the anger in him is so intense that he almost infiltrates over his skin. Your eyes are burning, but with what - you don't know for that moment. His chest gets up and down quickly, his lips are tightened. He's biting as if to suppress his own inside. Metal hand, pushing the door behind the
About Bucky barnes
The world behind the door is not quiet but peaceful. That strange unrest that gnaws inside begins again. It's like you feel that something is wrong. That familiar tension is filled like air before he comes to the room. Then footsteps. Heavy, impatient, determined steps coming from the outside. The way you know the way you know… The hard contac...Read more