Cookie Run Kingdom x Reader [Ongoing]

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Third POV

"I'm sorry, y/n, please just talk to me" the man scoffed. There wasn't a peep he'd be hearing from y/n the rest of the day. Of course unless he apologized and fixed the actual mess, y/n would reconsider giving him the silent treatment. The mess in question was him leaving the cake hounds unattended. Specifically, it was his job to care for them while Red Velvet was out. Now, there was a mess of cake batter, cream, and frosting all over the place. Not only was that the issue, but also y/n's earlier prepared treats vanished, Adventurer truthfully admitting that the cake hounds got to them before he could shoo them off.

Y/n stood in the kitchen, arms crossed and dumbfounded that he still hadn't helped out the other cookies clean the mess outside. His only excuse was that he did partial work, but y/n had none of it. Those treats were made for Gingerbrave and his friends for helping to complete an expedition. Now the two had to wait another three hours for the group to return from the Tainted Forest. "Nothing?" Adventurer tried again. Absolute silence, just how could Adventurer make it up to her? Then came the idea of recreating all the treats, a small smile on his face.

He darted for all the ingredients, laying them out on the table and rubbing his hands together in preparation for the actual baking. "Y/n, please I know you must hate me right now, but could you at least write what you made for me? Please?" he begged. His eyes widened like a puppy's, quivering with worry. She sighed, y/n taking a pen and paper before listing the treats made before the ordeal. "Thank you" he smiled, pecking her cheek before making everything from scratch. Crackers, brownies, cakes, even homemade ice cream was made, Adventurer outdone himself in hopes y/n could forgive him for his earlier antics. 

Once he did finish, Adventurer didn't want to hassle y/n, heading out to deliver the treats on his lonesome. He reached Gingerbrave's home, knocking on the door thrice. "Hi, Adventurer! What brings you here?" the boy asked. "These are for you! Y/n made some earlier, but I accidentally let them all get eaten, so I redid everything for her" Adven had explained. Shockingly enough, the ice cream sandwiches survived! Both could already smell the intoxicating chocolate from the fresh brownies. "Thanks, Adventurer! Tell y/n I said hello" Gingerbrave beamed, shutting the door. Now came the hard part, confronting y/n on the matter. Sure she'd still be a tad bit annoyed, but the fit was over, there was nothing more to argue about.

He made it home, a bit later than usual and kicking off his shoes at the door. "Y/n, I'm back!" he announced, walking down the hall to their shared bedroom. From the doorway, he could see y/n on their side of the bed, staring at the television in wonderment. "Hey, I delivered the treats to Gingerbrave and his friends, they like it" he tried to keep it subtle. All that came was a hum of content, still sounding irritated. Another sigh came, this time form Adventurer cookie, he didn't know how to snap her outta it before a small devious idea formulated. 

So Adven sat on the bed right beside her, y/n not bothering to scoot away. One arm sneakily coiled 'round her waist, his head right besides her neck. There, it began. Small, little osculates trailed around her neck, no bite, only tender smooches. Y/n spotted from her peripherals the menace kissing her, about to speak before Adventurer stopped. For a second, they locked eyes, y/n about to ask why he stopped. 'Course, that's why he too paused, wondering why she hesitantly opened her mouth. 

"More silent treatment?" he wondered. Y/n remained speechless, gazing the other way from him. Guess he had to grab her attention with a tad more force, noming onto her neck. Y/n let out a small squeak, softly nudging off the boy with a giggle. "Alright fine, no more silent treatment" y/n scoffed, laying back in the bed. "Yay! I missed your voice" he chortled, booping y/n's nose softly. Y/n swatted his hand away playfully, trying to ease down before spotting the smirking man from the corner of her eyes. "What?" she wondered.

"Can I get some smooches too?" he pleaded, scuttling closer to y/n on the bed. 

"Hah, in your dreams" Y/n replied, getting under the covers of the bed slowly. Just as they flicked the light for the bedroom, the gal gazed back to the now sound asleep man. Seemed like he was more than eager to get some smooches quite literally " in his dreams". "Goodnight to you too" Y/n giggled, pecking his forehead before dozing off as well. Though the day was wonky, at least they could sleep together again peacefully.