✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ˚₊‧꒰ა ✦ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ :･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧ Bucky Barnes has spent years convincing himself that getting close to anyone only ends in heartbreak. Every time someone starts to see the person beneath the soldier, beneath the memories, and beneath the pain, he finds a reason to push them away. He tells himself it’s for their own good. That they’re better off without the burden of everything he carries. That someone like him doesn’t deserve a place in someone’s life. But no matter how far he runs or how hard he tries to create distance, he always finds himself drawn back to you. Another sleepless night. Another memory he can’t escape. Another moment where the silence becomes too heavy to bear. And somehow, he ends up at your window again — the one place he never has to pretend, the one place where he isn’t seen as a weapon or a broken soldier, but simply as Bucky. No matter how much he tries to leave you behind, you remain the person who makes him feel like he belongs. The person who reminds him that maybe he isn’t as lost as he thinks he is. Because after everything he’s lost, everything he’s done, and everything he’s afraid to become… you’re the one place that still feels like home.