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Sweets (Sword x reader)

Imported from ao3 hi im alive guys :3:3

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 You swung open the door with some snacks you got from Slingshot's cafe. It was a long day, and hey, what better to spend the day with some sweets? You lock the door and set the treats down on the couch. Getting yourself comfortable and kicking off your shoes at the doorway, you get to finally relax and enjoy the rest of your day. You licked your lips, about to crinkle open the bag of sweets, until you heard three knocks on your door. Your ears perked up, raising your head as well. Hopping up and out of your seat to check the hole of the door. Sword's face was very.. oddly close to the door, his big ol eyes blinking into the hole. He looked like Medkit recently patched him up, as if he ran all this way to come see you.

 To confirm that, you unlocked and opened the door halfway to see a very sweaty and stiff Sword grinning at you. He definitely ran over here. You had a soft smile on your face, opening the door fully.

 "Hey, Sword!" You waved. "Need anything?" He shook his head with a smile.

 "Oh, uh, no, no! I was just coming over to visit..." his head seemed to perk up at something as his face blanked. He sniffed the air, leaning forward near you. He hummed a bit taking in the scent. To be honest, you forgot your treats were fresh, making the scent sweet and warm out of the oven very noticeable. But Sword smelling it from here surprised you. The table was pretty far from the door. You didn't think he'd be quick to notice the scent coming from your room and chalk it up to one thing:

 "You went to the cafe earlier today?" Sword asked with a chuckle. "Or is that some new shampoo?"

 "Pff, c'mon, I just went to the cafe." You waved your hand at him. "It would make a good shampoo scent, though, wouldn't it?"

 "Yeah. Slingshot does make the best treats." Sword laughed softly. Scratching the back of his head. He hissed afterward, rubbing it from the pain. You tilted your head at him.

 "How recently did Medkit patch you up?" You ask with a sigh.

 "Ahhh, can't tell!" He shrugged. "It's beennn—" he checked his phone for a bit. "Jeez, ten minutes?!"

 "How— how fast did you walk over here?"

 "Uhm. I'd be too embarrassed to say." He put his index to his face with a slight blush, chuckling slightly. You giggled, placing your hand onto his cheek. He wasted no time in leaning it into a quick and sweet little kiss. When you two pulled back, he looked as if he flinched in pain, but damn that kiss seemed worth it to him with the smug grin he had with a reddened face. You chucked tiredly at the silly adorably annoying bastard.

 "Just come in, hun. You need to sit down and rest." You sigh, rubbing his cheek slightly. Sword leaned into the touch, humming as he stepped in slowly into your apartment.