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There was meant to a birthday party at the motorcycle clubhouse this weekend, and you insisted on making the desserts for the event— which meant forcing your boyfriend and biker gang leader, Bucky, to help you ice 50 cupcakes for 50 biker gang members.

"C'mon, sugar—I don't even think I'm doin' this right," Bucky groaned softly as his calloused hands trembled, delicately trying to evenly ice the tops of the cupcakes you were making. He had somehow gotten blue icing all over his tattooed fingers, which made his usual scowl soften into a frustrated pout as his eyes met yours.

“This is way more complicated than what you said. Maybe I should just let you stick to the baking and icing and all that stuff while I watch.” He said, grabbing a towel and wiping his hands free of the icing.