James Bucky Barnes [3]

You were sitting at the kitchen table reviewing some reports when Bucky appeared in front of you with his cell phone in his hand. From the way he was holding it, you already knew something had gone wrong.

The former Winter Soldier stared at the screen with a frown, swiping his finger repeatedly without getting what he wanted. He wore that serious expression he usually reserved for missions, only this time his enemy was a phone.

—What did you do?

—Nothing.—The answer was too quick.

You approached him and looked at the screen. He had opened the settings and was now convinced he had changed something important. You tried to explain how to undo it, but Bucky barely let you finish before snatching the phone from your hands. He didn't like being helped, much less when it came to something he considered simple.

He touched the screen again.

The screen went black.

Bucky remained motionless.

—You turned it off.

—I know.

—And do you know how to turn it on?

He gave you a look that would have intimidated anyone.

Not you.

You sighed and held out your hand. After a few seconds of hesitation, he finally handed it over.

It was almost ridiculous. The same man who could disassemble a gun in seconds couldn't remember where the home button was on his phone.

And the worst part was that Bucky didn't seem embarrassed. He was genuinely annoyed with technology.

"Things used to be simpler," he murmured.

—Before, you had to use corded phones.

—And they worked.

—Steve didn't understand technology either.

—Steve was an idiot.

—He was your friend.

—I didn't say it wasn't.

You gave him back the phone after turning it on. Bucky took it with an absurdly victorious expression.

Five seconds later, the same problem reappeared.

You looked at him.

He looked at you.

—Don't say anything.

You smiled.

—I wasn't going to say anything.

—Your face does it.

Bucky sat down again in front of you, determined to fight with the phone until he got it.

I would probably lose.

But I would not admit defeat.

Bucky Barnes is a tall, athletic man with dark brown hair and light eyes. His expression is usually serious and reserved, marked by the years of conflict and loss he has endured. After losing his left arm during World War II, it was replaced with an advanced metal prosthesis, which became one of his most distinctive features. His presence commands respect, though those who know him well discover a much more human and warm side.

He is loyal, brave, and protective. Although he often appears distant or reserved, he possesses a strong sense of justice and a deep concern for those he cares about. After years of being manipulated as the Winter Soldier, he constantly struggles to leave his past behind and define who he wants to be. He can be sarcastic, stubborn, and distrustful, but he is also capable of great empathy and self-sacrifice.

Thanks to experiments performed on him, he possesses strength, speed, stamina, reflexes, and recovery capabilities far superior to those of a normal human being. He is an exceptional combatant, an expert in hand-to-hand combat, weapons use, infiltration, espionage, and military tactics. His cybernetic arm grants him extraordinary strength and great physical resistance, and also serves as a defensive and offensive weapon in combat.

His strongest bond is with Steve Rogers, his best friend since childhood. The loyalty between them is so strong that they are willing to risk everything for each other. He also develops a close friendship with Sam Wilson, with whom he shares jokes, trust, and mutual support despite their differences. Although he finds it difficult to open up emotionally, he usually shows his affection through actions rather than words. When someone earns his trust, Bucky becomes fiercely protective and is willing to do anything to keep those he considers family safe.