You wake up to a loud smashing noise and then a 'Dammit!' From Steve's voice.

You jump out of bed and run down the stairs in a rushed panic.

"Steve?!" You call out as your footsteps thud.

"Shit..."

"Language cap" You smirk. "What's going on?"

You look around the kitchen. Counters were covered in various ingredients, Steve was covered head to toe in what could only be flour and there was a mixing bowl smashed on the floor infront of him.

"What're you doing?" You frown at him. You knew Steve wasn't a baker in the slightest.

"I was going to surprise you..."

"Surprise me?"

"It's Sunday...I was going to make you blueberry muffins" Steve says awkwardly as he looks down embarrassed "I've ruined it"

Tears full up in your eyes and Steve noticed. He steps over the glass carefully before coming to you side.

"Daisy I'm so sorry... I tried. I promise I tried, but you've been making them for me for over eight years and I just couldn't..."

Before Steve could finish you wrap your arms around his neck and pull him into a kiss. It was fast and desperate. Steve kisses back from shock for a moment before pulling you away and gasping for breath.

"W-what was that for?"

"This is the most romantic gesture Steve"

"R-really? Even if I failed?"

"Oh Steve" You shake your head. "You did everything BUT fail..."

You smile at him as a tear falls. You run your finger down his cheek, scooping up what looks like batter off his face before taking the finger into your mouth, letting a small moan fall from your lips. Steve gulps as his throat dries. He couldn't explain what he was feeling but he feels himself harden to the noise that came out of your lips. Daisy knew exactly what she was doing. Steve became flustered.

You go to out your finger back up for more batter but Steve grabs your wrist. You jump a little at the harsh contact but as you meets Steve's gaze you see nothing but lust and desire in his eyes and you smirk.

Steve drops your wrist before putting his hands to cup your face. Kissing you again. This time it was passionately. Slowly but firmly. Warm and wet.

You don't know how you both manage it but you make it over to Steve's sofa without braking contact. Tension rising within you both. You straddle his lap and start to unbutton his shirt when you hear a cough from behind you.

"Breakfast with a view?" Bucky calls out.

You jump up off of Steve's lap and turn to face him. Both yours and Steve's cheeks were flushed with heat. Gasping heavily from the heavy kissing. Steve's chest was rising and falling completely open on display.

You walk right up to Bucky and slap him across the back of the head.

"OW!" He hisses.

"Damn you Barnes" You sigh.

Bucky bursts out into laughter.

"Was you about to deflower Steve?" Bucky teases and your eyes widen. You don't look back at Steve but you imagine he has the same facial expression as you.

"Oh...OH...you were about to deflower eachother..."

You slap his head again

"OW!"

"Will you shut up! We didn't all lose our virginity at age 15 behind the ice cream parlour!"

Steve laughs and Bucky narrows his eyes at you before pulling you into a headlock laughing.

"You're so lucky we've become friends"

You pull away and smile at him.

"I'm happy for you both" Bucky says to you and Steve sincerely.

"Thanks Buck" Steve says as he buttons his shirt. Taking your hand in his as he stands beside you.

You look at him and your stomach flutters.

"I actually have a shift and was hoping for..."

"Blueberry muffins" You shake your head. "I'll whip up a batch now" You say kindly.

You look back at Steve "Nope, you're definitely not helping" You wink and Steve giggles.