prompt: okay but you have to do "Thank you, Captain Obvious." with Steve Rogers or Sam Wilson, choose your cap
warnings: fluffy, sam loves teasing you, pet name (angel)
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Shit, where was it?
You lifted a couch cushion, feeling a tad stupid but there wasn't any other place to look. You'd spent the better part of the day trying to figure out where your notebook, where you wrote down all of your ideas for stories in throughout the day when you didn't have time to write in depth. And, the second you sat down to start working on your novel, the damn thing grew a pair of legs and walked off.
Groaning, you tossed the cushion down before turning, looking around. Your hands fell on your hips as you let out a loud sigh. Why did this fucking have to happen now?
A pair of arms snaked around your waist, turning you around. "Hey, angel, what's the long face for?"
Sam. Oh, maybe Sam would know where your journal was?
"I'm looking for my journal. Have you seen it anywhere?"
He shook his head. "No. But it's definitely in the house."
You looked at him, annoyed. "Gee, thanks for that, Captain Obvious."
"I thought I was Captain America?"
You rolled your eyes, pulling him down for a kiss. "You annoy the hell out of me, Wilson."
"Well you kiss me like you love me," he chuckled.
"An unfortunate side effect to being around you for too long."
"Damn, should probably stop annoying Bucky then or else you'll have competition." Before you could retort something snarky, he was reaching into his pocket and pulled out your notebook. "By the way, I found this in your car."
"The car! Dammit, why didn't I think about that?"
"Dunno, but don't you think your hero deserves some more sugar for saving the day?"
"Oh, you deserve a helluva lot more than just some sugar," you giggled, kissing him once more.
