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NEW COVER!!! LOOK AT THE IMAGE ABOVE ASJDSAHDKASHD

time to get hugged by all of the bucci gang! sorry if anyone is out of character. also sorry for putting this book on hold for a while, i suffered from a severe burnout and my grades were falling after second semester started. finally got my shit together but will be updating a bit more slow to try to prevent this from happening again. if i feel super motivated though prepare to have a shit ton of chapters bestowed upon you. Love you guys and stay safe!

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Once they got back, [Y/N] decided that she would be the one to hand them out to her friends. Rushing over to Bucciarati's office with the cookie box in her hands, she barged in and ran over to his desk.

"Could you please knock next time?" The ebony-haired man asked politely.

"Sorryyyy. We got some cookies at the store for the gang, pick whichever one you want." Holding out the box of Christmas cookies the [H/C] haired girl let him choose what he wanted. Bucciarati went for the Christmas tree cookie and grabbed a napkin from inside the festive container.

Setting the sugar cookie down onto the napkin delicately, Bucciarati gave [Y/N] a warm smile and a 'thank you'. Little did he know, his smile made her feel a lot happier, and she just couldn't help but return his kindness in some way.

"Have you been overworking yourself? You look tired, Bucciarati." She asked him. Sighing, he shook his head and put his paperwork away.

"Don't worry about me, [Y/N]. I'm alright." With a huge grin, the [H/C] haired girl walked over to his office chair and embraced him.

At first, Bucciarati tensed up, surprised about her actions but he quickly returned the hug, rubbing her back affectionately. Once they both let go, [Y/N] quickly grabbed the cookie box and skipped outside, a noticeable blush on her cheeks.

The ebony-haired man let out a soft chuckle at the girl; she always made his day when he was feeling tired. The chaotic ball of energy that she was; it was the thing he needed in his life.

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Walking over to Mista's room she barged in, swinging the creaking wooden board open. The gunslinger was lying down on his bed, reading a magazine without his hat on. Walking over to him, [Y/N] held out the box of cookies to him, signaling for him to take one. Grabbing the nearest one that he could see, the gunslinger gave the [H/C] haired girl a lopsided grin, wiggling his eyebrows playfully.

"You're as sweet as this cookie right here, [Y/N]!" Mista said before taking a bite out of the cookie.

"There's crumbs on your bed now, Mista." She deadpanned, prompting the gunslinger to look down at his bedsheets. A few seconds passed of the two sitting in silence before they both simultaneously burst into laughter. A comfortable silence washed over the two as they just sat

[Y/N] finally spoke, breaking their quiet moment. "Okay, I have to go give out some more cookies now,"

"Awwh, can't you stay a bit longer?" The brown-haired teen whined, drawing out the last syllable. "No, I need to give out more cookies, these babies can't wait," She replied, pointing to the colorful box.

The gunslinger seemed to hesitate for a bit before hugging the [H/C] girl, embracing her form with his slender arms. Returning the hug, [Y/N] started to grin, her cheeks once again becoming red. "Mista, I have to go now..." She murmured, her voice barely above a whisper.