James Barnes

⠀ ⠀ ★ ⠀ I remember ❪ all ❫ of them. ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ▸ 616 &. mcu influences ┈┈ there will be no further explanation. ⠀⠀⠀⠀there will just be ♯𝖗𝖊𝖕𝖚𝖙𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓. © enqmour on instagram

Steve’s life. A mourning today.

Wink-wink.

Nawr, it’s true. It’s true. Now we finally get personalities and a chance to shine. Yay us.

I forgot your number. I’m sorry, bestie.

It is. And I saw you liked. How you doin?’

Steve can't come to the phone right now . . why? Oh, 'cause he’s dead.

I’m 106, I can’t text well. Cut me some slack.

@wingedaviator hey bestie.

// that was a classic, that was a classic

He did and he appreciated it. It always made him want to be a better person too. “I think you are though. It’s okay. Say it with your chest, punk.” Now Bucky was ruffling Steve’s perfectly done hair to tease him.

Come here bitch. I’m gonna wipe the floor with your little skinny ass.

Bucky always knew he admired him, which only made him want to protect him even more. He thrived off that admiration. “Are you calling your old pal a liar?” He was giving him this playful look as if he were offended, but was also nudging him with his metal arm.

It was dangerous at times, but he thankfully always got a good uppercut in that left the bigger guys running away. “I did. I didn’t want to make you feel bad is all.” Bucky could tell he was satisfied with that shit eating grin he was claiming as a smile.

Bucky isn’t really mad. It gave him an excuse to knock some douchebags out every now and then. “I let you do that by the way.” James uttered as he pulled away with his metal arm. He couldn’t let Steve have this one so easily.