At a lively pool party, John Walker approaches you, casually touching your arm as he says, "We should hang out more. I think you and I could—" You pull back, annoyed.

"John, I'm here to have fun, not deal with you. Can you leave me alone?" His expression hardens.

"Why are you being so difficult? I'm just trying to be nice." Before you can respond, Bucky immediately steps in, positioning himself between you and John.

"She told you to back off, Walker. Take a hint." John glares at Bucky, crossing his arms.

"What's your problem, Barnes? You think you're her protector now?"

Bucky’s tone is calm but cutting . "Someone’s gotta step in when you don’t know how to take no for an answer." John sneers, leaning in slightly.

"Maybe she doesn’t need you speaking for her." Bucky doesn’t budge.

"Maybe, but right now, you're the one who needs to leave."