Bucky nodded before quickly leaving, closing the door slowly behind it so it didn’t slam. He avoided Steve’s eyes when he got outside, trying to avoid looking at anything that wasn’t his shoes.
“Hey, Buck.” Steve stepped over to him, a little too close for his liking, but he forced himself not to move away as they got into the back of the car. He tapped his metal finger against the cuision
“Are you alright? How was your appointment?”
“It was fine.” He said quietly, focusing on listening to what Steve began talking about.

Bucky curled into the corner of his kitchen, his hand digging into the cabinet door. He couldn’t remember the last hour, everything was just blank. The living room was destroyed and there was alcohol bottles shattered …show more content…
“Um...Barnes?”
He flinched back, rubbing his face roughly, accidentally rubbing a healing wound on his cheek to hard with his metal hand and it began bleeding gently.
“W-what?” He choked out, clenching his jaw.
Tony walked over to him, stepping over the pots and pans that were scattered across the floor.
“Are you okay?”
He nodded, his body shivering. Tony kneeled down in front of him, placing his hands on his knees.
“Okay, Buckaroo, I need you to listen.” Bucky looked up at him with wide eyes. “Breath, focus on me and breathing.” Tony breathed in slowly.
Bucky nodded after a second, his fingers twitching as he tried to calm down.
After a few minutes he calmed down enough to focus.
“You better?”
Bucky nodded, leaning his head against the wall. “Yeah, I think I’m okay…”
Tony nodded to himself, sitting down in front of him. “Okay, that’s good. Now,” Tony lifted the coffee cup he’d put on the floor. “You wanna tell me why your frosty alter-ego seems to making more appearances here than he did in all of the time you guys were in Wakanda?”
Bucky looked up at him. “What?”
Tony frowned.
“O-Oh...He’s just…” Bucky sighed, pulling his knees up. “I didn’t hurt anyone...Did