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Also, please, do excuse my grammar. I'm still learning😅
"Here you go, young lady!" the old woman handed me the strawberry cake I chose "You're (Y/n)'s girlfriend, right?" she remarked and slight blush had creeped into my cheeks before I nervously chuckled
"Yes, you know her?"
"Oh why yes! She's my regular customer here, she'd always get the same strawberry cake, then get lost in her imagination! She's a lovely woman, you know?" I smiled softly as she had made a correct statement
"Indeed, she is"
"You better take care of her, alright?" she requested and I softly nodded, I was about to reach for my wallet to pay her but she hold her hand up and shook her head "Don't worry, it's on the house"
"Thank you" I politely said and left, getting on my motorcycle and started to make my way back to the compound
After I had parked my motorcycle I entered the compound and there I saw Sam in his training clothes, I'm assuming he just finished training or running because breathing heavily, he tried straightening himself when he saw me "You know, somehow...Steve is even worse than you in the training ground. Damn! He can really pack a punch!"
"Told you I was going easy on you" I scoffed as I make way pass through him, I went in the kitchen, I took a plate and a small fork and that's where I placed the strawberry cake
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The Strawberry Cake
I got on the elevator, pressing the floor I needed to go to, then happily waked up (Y/n)'s room. I knocked a couple of times but there wasn't an answer, it's either she's in the shower or she's still asleep, when I carefully opened the door I looked around and there I saw the sleeping beauty still asleep
She was in a mission for a couple of weeks and she just got back home yesterday afternoon, it must've really knocked her out because when she went in her room she didn't came out again
I put down the cake on the table and steadily sat on the edge of the bed, leaning in close to her, giving her kisses on the cheek, she stirred around a bit and groaned, then flickers her eyes open until she met mine "Hello there, sleepy head"
"What time is it?" she questioned with a slight morning voice
"It's 2:13 in the afternoon, you better get up before you sleep through the whole day"
"Mmm, but what if I don't want to get up?" she asked while pulling the cover over her head
"Well, you won't get to see your lovely girlfriend or hangout with her since she has a lot of free time in her hand today" (Y/n) didn't respond, so I dramatically sighed "Fine, if I can't make you get up, then I guess my tickle skills will!"
My girlfriend screamed and threw the covers when I began tickling her "N-No, Nat! It TICKLES! Ple-Please, STOP!!"
"I will stop if you agree to get up" she moving violently from my grip
