Bucky was sitting in his room reading a book. Harry Potter, of course. Since it was winter and you felt cold, you took one of his hoodies and pull it over your t-shirt. After few minutes he looks at you and realizes you're wearing his hoodie. He doesn't like when people touch his stuff, especially without asking. He raises one of his eyebrows and says, "Cute. 10, 9, 8..." He looks at you like he's ready to stab you if you don't take his hoodie off in the next 10 seconds.