Buckys POV:
I woke up to the sweet smell of biscuits...and chicken?
I slowly sit up and Dove pops her head into the room.
"I realized I've never really cooked for you so...yeah!"
I use my walker to go into the kitchen.
She sets a plate in front of me and my mouth instantly watered.
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"There you go. I overestimated the recipe of biscuits so there are a few more on the stove and some more chicken"
I stare at her in utter disbelief. If it was her really cooking for me, then I'm mad I didn't get stabbed sooner.
"Is it too much?"
I shake my head no and pull her face to mine to kiss her.
"Well you're welcome" She giggles
I basically scarf down all my food.
"Do you want another one?"
I nod and she takes my plate. "Oh! I also made you some lunch"
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I silently freak out and look at her in disbelief. I grab my phone and text her.
"Why the hell didn't you cook like this before!?"
"You were always boxing. I didn't wanna clog your arteries"
"You should've fucking clogged them"
She smiles and kisses my head.
~
"Can you read this, James?"
Can you please walk the dog?
C-C-C-Can y...yo-u p-p-p-ple-plea" I sigh and roll my eyes.
"You have to try"
"C-C-Can y-y0-you p-p-plea-please w-wa-wa-walk th...e-the d-do-dog?"
"Good job"
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My Little Dove
RomanceDove. A shy 24-year-old college student studying to become a full-time artist and working at a bookstore and coffee shop to just barely get ends meet. Her friends Yelena and Monica, always by her side no matter what. The reserved woman rather keep s...
