The LGBT+ Avengers Stucky Fanfiction

Arms

 "I really don't want to go." Bucky said as he and Steve were in the car going to his first physical therapy session.

"You've gotta go, Bucky. How about this: you go to physical therapy, and the afterward I buy you ice cream?" Steve bargained.

"Yeah, okay, fine." Bucky said, settling into his own resigned misery. At least he had a prosthetic now, though he didn't like it that much. Tony wasn't finished working on his specially designed one. Bucky had seen the designs, though, and it looked pretty cool. He couldn't wait until it was finished. Maybe then he could act like a regular human being again instead of some helpless little baby.

As they got out of the car and were walking into the physical therapy practice, Steve put his arm loosely around Bucky's shoulders, as he often did. Bucky didn't move his prosthetic arm around Steve's waist or anywhere. He didn't like the way it felt unnatural and cold. He couldn't feel anything through it, and he didn't like the way it felt when he toughed it. It was like the people who made prosthetics didn't even try to make them resemble hands in the slightest. He hated it. Steve knew this, but wished bucky would put his arm around his waist anyway.

Bucky walked in the practice fully prepared to do countless arm exercises with his stupid fake arm. When he walked in, he glanced around for his physical therapist, and found her talking to none other than Tony Stark. Noticing Bucky and Steve, Tony waved.

"Hey, guys!" Tony yelled at them as they came over to where he stood, snacking on some dried cherries. "Hey, Bucko, guess what? I finished the arm I was making for you. I was just talking with the good doctor here to see if you can try it out right now. I think you're gonna like it. It's flashy, but it really resembles an actual arm in shape and functionality. Also, I made it look really buff and muscular, you know, so you look cool. You remember the designs I showed you, right?"

Instantly both Steve and Bucky broke into grins. Tony leaned over to pick up a somewhat large black case, placing it on a nearby chair. He unlatched the case, opening it to reveal and extremely shiny metal arm. It was very flashy, yet it looked almost natural. It was kind've mesmerizing. Within seconds Bucky was fiddling with the trashy prosthetic connected to his torso, taking it off.

Tony helped Bucky put on his new metal arm, which was a whole lot easier to put on than his last one had been. It was also more comfortable, and looked a lot nicer. Tony showed Bucky how to use it, since it actually moved to the commands he gave it in his mind, almost as well as his real arm had once Tony got it working properly.

"There are no real pinch points, and it functions as well as a normal arm. Actually, better, since it's stronger. It'll hold onto your shoulder really well, in fact, it will be nearly impossible to get it off your shoulder until you want it to. It does that the same way you move it, by the way. Also: it's waterproof, kind've durable and tough, everything you'd need for daily life and more. If you wanted to go rock climbing in a snow storm with baby in your other arm, you could." Tony finished. Bucky moved it around. It still felt unnatural, and he still wished for his real arm back, but this new prosthetic was unbelievably wonderful. It responded to what he wanted it to do just the same as his flesh right arm, and he had no idea how Tony had managed to do that. Tony was definitely a genius.

"Thank you Tony, it's amazing." Bucky said, opening and closing his fist.

"No problem, Robocop." Tony said, and he strutted out the door without another word.

"That Tony Stark sure is an interesting character." Bucky's physical therapist said.

"That he is." Steve responded, looking at Bucky with his new metal arm. It may have just been Steve being Steve, but he found Bucky super attractive with this particular prosthetic.