Lesbian One Shots

The Importance of Punching (Wynonna Earp x Reader)

"Ugh, I hate him!" You yelled slamming your fist into a wall. You were getting it out when Wynonna came in, a doughnut in her hand and a confused look on her face. Her free hand gestured towards the hole in the wall and the blood coming from your hand. "Dolls and I got in an argument about whether or not my methods were appropriate."

"Dolls is Dolls Y/n." Wynonna said and you washed your hand off in the sink. "Your methods?"

"Punch first ask later." You said and she nodded. "He thinks I blew a lead when I got in a bar fight. I saved his goddamn fucking life in that bar. If I hadn't confronted that drunk, Dolls would have been dead. Of course it's all my fault that the guy is scared of both of now and wouldn't dream of talking to either of us."

"Punching walls isn't the solution. You punch Dolls until you feel better, or at least a punching bag." Wynonna said and you shrugged. You wrapped your hand up and took a bite of Wynonna's doughnut. "No, bad Y/n."

"Not bad, just hungry." You said and she handed you a small piece. "Thank you Wyn."

"No problem, but try talking to Dolls about the importance of punching." Wynonna said and you kissed her. "For good luck?"

"Becuase I wanted to." You said before smiling. You kissed her again, running your tongue across her lips and letting your hands entangle themselves in her hair. When you pulled apart, both of you were breathless. "That's for good luck."