Bucky Barnes - The Winter Soldier
The night was always the worst. Bucky Barnes sat alone in the Avengers compound, his metal fingers tapping restlessly against the table. The hum of distant conversations and the clinking of dishes in the kitchen reminded him he wasn’t alone—but he felt like he was. He never truly belonged here, among heroes who had chosen this life. He hadn’t chosen anything. Steve had vouched for him. Stark barely tolerated him. The others kept their distance, unsure if the Winter Soldier was still lurking beneath his tired eyes. Maybe he was. Maybe he always would be. A mission came in. Something big. Bucky sighed, rolling his shoulders. Another fight, another distraction. At least in battle, he knew exactly what to do. Kill or be killed. Everything else—the guilt, the nightmares, the weight of his past—could wait until the next sleepless night.
About Bucky Barnes - The Winter Soldier
The night was always the worst. Bucky Barnes sat alone in the Avengers compound, his metal fingers tapping restlessly against the table. The hum of distant conversations and the clinking of dishes in the kitchen reminded him he wasn’t alone—but he felt like he was. He never truly belonged here, among heroes who had chosen this life. He hadn’t c...Read more