Clint Bartons / Borky Barnes
The heat was pretty bad. Nothing he couldn't handle but it still wasn't comfortable. As the Winter Soldier he'd been put in less than desirable conditions for training, to get him acclimated to extreme weather situations and be unaffected. But now that he could think for himself he decided that the heat really fucking blew. And he'd been the Winter Soldier, after all. Not the Summer Soldier.
Clint's message had him intrigued though, and honestly, if Clint was going somewhere then of course Bucky wanted to go too. The metal arm was kind of a problem and he'd considered going to Tony to see if he'd take it off again. If the heat didn't subside soon he probably would. It had an internal cooling mechanism that kept it from overheating on the inside and didn't cause his actual body any damage but the exterior was definitely not cool at all.
"I didn't want to be a square," he said, amused as he came up besie him and gave his back a rub with his human hand. The vibranium one was off limits until they went inside somewhere and it cooled down.