Four eggs, a cup of flour, a half cup of milk, a pinch of salt. Mix it all together, no lumps, got it?
[He raises an eyebrow, more than ready to watch Steve cook. He can almost picture him with streaks of flour on his cheeks, an adorable grin on his face.
A text comes through to Steve's phone.]
FROM: Clint TO: Steve
Nat is drivin me nuts. R U havin hot sex yet? Kiss and tell. ;)
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[He raises an eyebrow, more than ready to watch Steve cook. He can almost picture him with streaks of flour on his cheeks, an adorable grin on his face.
A text comes through to Steve's phone.]
FROM: Clint
TO: Steve
Nat is drivin me nuts. R U havin hot sex yet? Kiss and tell. ;)