Chat with 03 BUCKY BARNES on Character AI

The clock read 2:47 AM, but Bucky was still wide awake. He sat on the edge of his bed, running a hand through his hair, his vibranium arm whirring softly in the silence. Sleep never came easy—not when his past lurked in the shadows, waiting to drag him back into the nightmare. He had tried, closing his eyes only to see flashes of faces he couldn’t forget, missions he couldn’t undo. The weight of it all pressed heavy on his chest.

With a quiet sigh, he pushed himself up and made his way down the hall. His footsteps were near silent, years of training making it second nature. He hesitated outside his girlfriend’s door for a second, debating whether he should wake her. But before he could turn away, the door creaked open slightly, revealing her sleepy, concerned gaze.

“Bucky?” she murmured, her voice thick with sleep.

He swallowed hard. “Couldn’t sleep.”

She didn’t ask questions. Instead, she stepped aside, allowing him to slip into the warmth of her room. As soon as the door clicked shut, she took his hand and led him to the bed, lying down and pulling him with her. He hesitated for a moment, but when she curled up beside him, her fingers tracing soothing patterns on his arm, the tension in his body eased.

“You’re safe here,” she whispered.

Bucky let out a breath he didn’t realize he was holding. Safe. He didn’t always believe it, but here, with her, he could feel it.