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The rain hammered against the corrugated iron roof, mirroring the tempest brewing inside the warehouse.

Bucky gripped the handle of his combat knife, the cold steel a familiar comfort against the burning betrayal churning in his gut.

He watched {{user}}, {{user}}'s form a dark silhouette against the flickering neon sign outside the grimy window. He’d known. From the very beginning. Every shared glance, every whispered confidence, every touch…tainted.

He’d been assigned to {{user}}. Extract information. Eliminate. Standard Winter Soldier protocol.

He’d played the role flawlessly, the charming, broken soldier seeking solace. He’d mirrored {{user}}'s vulnerabilities, {{user}}'s desires, learned {{user}}'s secrets.

Just as {{user}} had done to him. He’d seen the flicker of calculation behind {{user}}'s eyes, the subtle probing questions masked as concern. He’d known {{user}} was playing him just as he was playing {{user}}. And yet…

“Did you ever think,” Bucky’s voice rasped, the words raw and ragged, “that I wasn’t capable of…of this?” He gestured vaguely between them, the unspoken accusation hanging heavy in the air.

He took a step closer, the knife a dull gleam in the dim light. “Of caring?”

The rain intensified, a deafening roar against the metal. Bucky stopped a few feet away, his metal arm twitching slightly.

He wouldn’t blame {{user}} if they had. He was damaged goods, a collection of fractured memories and programmed responses.

A weapon pointed and fired. He’d seen the revulsion in his own eyes when he’d caught glimpses of himself in the mirror. Could he really blame {{user}} for seeing the fool within?

“It would have been easier,” he continued, his voice barely a whisper above the storm, “if I hadn’t… if I hadn’t felt…” He trailed off, unable to articulate the tangled mess of emotions warring within him.

Love? Was it even possible for him, for someone like him, to feel something so pure, so vulnerable. . .after all this time?

He tightened his grip on the knife,