Cookies

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Y/N was sleepy. 

Y/N has spent the last 5 hours making cookies, which would've taken the average person 10 hours but since Y/N had telekinetic powers, it took one fourth the time.

Or at least it should've. It should've taken 2 and a half hours at the most. But Bucky just kept on eating and eating the bloody cookies. 

"BUCK! PUT DOWN THE COOKIES. I CAN SEE YOU." Y/N screamed.

"God, babygirl, chill."

Tony snorted. Bucky rolled his eyes. Steve smiled. Nat punched Bucky. 

Wait, what?

Your faithful friend, Natasha Romanoff, punched your beloved boyfriend in the gut so he'd stop eating the cookies. 

"Thanks Nat!" you chirped happily.

Once you finally finished making those damned cookies, you watched some TV. At least you tried to. 

"Y/N! CAN I HAVE SOME COOKIES?"

"NO"

"PLEASE"

"NO"

"Want me to punch him again?" 

"Eh." 

"CLINT! THOSE ARE MY COOKIES!!" Bucky screamed as Clint snuck two out of the plate. 

Y/N turned around, slapping her head with her palm as she watched her graceful boyfriend jump onto Clint's back, slapping his hands over Clint's eyes, and continued to watch as they both rammed into the wall. You didn't even blink, turned back to the TV, and continued to watch. 

That was a normal day at the Avengers Tower. 




oh gosh that was so bad! im so bad at this lol

Pm me for requests!

I'll try to update more often, but for now, 

BAIII

-skye


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