MultiFandon Fluff Oneshots

Mornings with Soldier76 (Soldier76 x GN!Reader)

Word Count: 994
Warning(s): Non descript nudity

The bed creaked next to you before you felt the mattress shift. You groan as you push yourself up to see what the disturbance was. Lips pressed against your temple, a quiet 'shhhh' following.

"Just me," Soldier whispers, urging you to lay back down, which you happily did.

"That time already?" You mumble, your words slurring together ever so slightly. You hear a quiet laugh before a hand was stroking your head, urging you back to sleep.

"You've got time. It's still dark outside. Go back to bed, honey."

You grumble in response as you nestle back into bed, happy to get a couple more hours of sleep.

By the time you woke back up, the sun was peeking through your blinds, casting a pretty yellowish orange light along your walls. You rub sleep from your eyes, yawning as you push yourself up and out of bed. The faint smell of coffee hung in the air as you walked into the living room.

You smile as you enter the kitchen. He left enough for you to have a cup. You poor the rest into a #1 one husband mug Jack had gotten you when you first got married- he'd found it amusing- and add your cream and sugar.

A sigh left you as you leaned against the kitchen counter. Jack wouldn't be back for a little longer. His morning workout normally stretches for a few hours.It still amazes you how active he is at his age. But you suppose being a super soldier probably has something to do with it.

You glance at the clock above the stove. 7:30 AM. You could probably start breakfast. He'll probably be back around the time it's done.

You were right. As you were plating the last bits of breakfast, the door unlocked. You heard him let out a sigh as he walked in. Lips pressed against your temple as hands settled on your hips. "Good morning, Jack," you greet, turning in his grasp so you could look at him.

"Good morning, honey," Jack greets, leaning into you to press a kiss against your lips. "Sorry about waking you up."

You let out a quiet laugh, pushing your head under his chin as you hugged him. "Doesn't bother me. And thank you for the coffee."

Soldier huffed above you and you're positive he rolled his eyes. You pulled back, nudging Jack towards the table. "Go sit down."

You'd be lying if you said you were surprised Jack instead grabbed two plates and silverware before he went and sat down. You fought the urge to roll your eyes as you grabbed the food and joined him at the table.

He enjoyed telling you about his run. The things he saw, the people he talked to. His favorite thing to bring up were deals he saw for stores the two of you frequented. It always amused you.

Jack did the cleaning up, insisting you relax for a moment despite your rebuttals. You finally gave in when he promised he'd let you do it next time. You're sure 'next time' will end the same way.

You watch from the couch as Jack cleans up, setting the dishes in the dishwasher and starting it. It took less than 5 minutes and then he was joining you on the couch.

"Did you shower before you left?" You ask, cozying up to him as you waited for an answer. It was a 50/50 with him.

"Not today."

"Good. You're all sweaty. Come on." You drag him off the couch. Soldier let you pull him into the bathroom without much fuss. The usual 'I was just getting comfy' was all the trouble he caused you.

You turned the shower on to let it warm up before you started stripping, folding your clothes in a neat pile on the sink. Jack mirrored your actions.

The water was warm as you stepped in. You offered your hand to Jack who took it with a quiet thank you. It was usual for the both of you to help each other wash. Jack had issues getting his back and parts of his legs.

You were more than happy to help and he was more than willing to accept the help. Hands traced over Jack's scars. It was one of your favorite things to do. He'd told you how he got most of them- long as he remembered them. He let out a series of quiet sighs, his muscles visibly relaxing under your hands.

Showers with Soldier always lasted maybe a little longer than they should, both of you getting out long after your fingers had pruned. Towels wrapped around your waists as you start your morning routine.

The double sink was amazing. Neither of you crowded each other as you brushed your teeth and did the other steps of your morning routines. Jack waited for you to finish, pressing a short kiss to your lips, before you both returned to the bedroom.

You rummaged through your dresser to find an adequate outfit for the day. Jack does the same. You'd both gone with jeans and a simple t-shirt. He grabs a belt from the closet, looking it over for a couple seconds before handing it to you.

You chuckle in response, taking it before doing the same. It had become an everyday thing. You'd both end up picking something out for the other to wear. Sometimes it was a shirt, sometimes something as small as a bracelet or necklace. Jack had admitted once it was his way of showing you were 'bonded' in his words.

He helps you pull your belt through the loops of your pants, pressing chaste kisses against your lips. It has you letting out breathy laughs that he returns with low chuckles. While you do your belt, making sure it's not too tight, Jack loops his into his own pants.

"What's the plan today, Soldier?" You hum, pulling him into another kiss.