Burning Gold One Shots and Side Stories! (MHA X MALE READER)

Valentine's Day Special

Hey everyone...

Happy Valentine's Day...

This day has always been sort of a sad one for me. This year's is especially cruel... 

I've never been in a real relationship in my entire life. A few weeks ago, I tried to ask a girl out. Needless to say, it didn't work out....

I got hardcore rejected...

Hehe...

I felt like writing this to all of you who may be lonely today, like me.

I hope you enjoy.

(y/n) hummed to himself quietly as he got to work cleaning up the house. Today was valentine's day, and it was an especially rainy and cold day. (y/n) had taken the day off so he could prepare something for his beautiful wife.

(y/n) wiped down the kitchen counter and tabletops, cleaned the windows, and scrubbed the floor. (y/n) took a step back and dusted off his hands as he admired his handiwork. Satisfied with his cleaning job, (y/n) moved on to something much more important.

He reached into the pantry and pulled out his dry ingredients. He then dug around the fridge for all his cold ingredients before setting them all out on the kitchen counter.

(y/n)'s eyes flicked up to the clock on the wall.

(y/n): "She'll be back in 2 hours. The perfect amount of time."

(y/n) giggled as he rubbed his hands together in anticipation. He then pulled out a mixing bowl and began pouring his ingredients in. Just before he was about to start mixing, (y/n) stuck some chocolate in a pan on the stove to melt down.

(y/n) then got to work, grinding and mixing the materials till they were the correct consistency. (y/n) then spread flour out on the counter before dropping his new dough on top. He got in there with his hands and vigorously worked the dough until it was nice and tender and elastic.

Once satisfied with his dough, (y/n) set it aside and returned his attention to the chocolate. It had completely melted and was now a big pan of molten, brown lava. (y/n) grabbed the pan with his robotic arm, as to not burn himself, and carefully poured the molten chocolate into fish shaped molds.

(y/n) stuck the filled molds into the fridge to chill before returning to his dough. Just as (y/n) was about to return to work, his reflection in the nearby mirror caught his eye. (y/n) smiled as he found his scarred face was smeared with flour and his clothes were covered in bits of dough from when he was mixing.

(y/n) chuckled before reworking his dough. He then broke it all up into small balls and rolled them out flat with a rolling pin. Satisfied with the size, (y/n) opened the oven and set his to-be baked goods inside.

(y/n) set a timer and decided to head upstairs and clean up a little. The steps creaked as he walked up, echoing through the empty and quiet house. (y/n) headed into the bathroom and washed up before changing into a new set of clothes.