you really didn’t understand.

why would he get so mad at you talking to a boy your age, at a party?

bucky growls lowly as he yanks you inside of your father’s empty mansion, slamming you against the door, after it shuts, locking it.

he leans down and bends down, to look at you, as he presses both hands over the door, trapping you in between him and the door. “what the hell was that, huh, princess?”