Aug 24, 2019
@torturewon | starter call.
“ You don’t have to pretend to like it. I know I’m uh, a pretty terrible cook, ” Ashley mumbles, a sigh escaping his lips as he sits on the edge of the bed, plate in hand. It was an attempt at a breakfast that Bucky had enjoyed in his youth, albeit with a terrible turnout. It seemed like Ashley’s cooking was cursed to fail every time he attempted it. Despite numerous attempts, he’s only disappointed his love. “ How about we go out for breakfast instead ?? ”