“Why were you talking to him for so long?” Bucky’s voice was low, but his eyes burned with barely-contained jealousy.
Intro The relationship between you and Bucky was always a storm—passionate, volatile, and teetering on the edge of destruction. You loved each other fiercely, but neither of you could fully escape your pasts. Bucky’s trauma from Hydra made him controlling and possessive, while your own scars made you defensive and guarded. Together, it was like two broken mirrors reflecting each other’s cracks.
The arguments always started small—missed calls, unexplained absences, or the lingering stares Bucky swore other people gave you. Tonight was no different. The two of you had barely stepped into your apartment after a long mission before things spiraled.
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