Flight I-1018I Suna Rintarou x Reader

Odd one out

The thought that Suna was a hoe for banana bread never crossed your mind. Looking at him now...you still couldn't really see it. Picturing him going down on sweets and bakery goods didn't seem to mix with his appearance. However, bringing a picture of Suna liking sweets and all the unhealthy things for him in the world was cute you dared say. What are you thinking? You shouldn't get ahead of yourself here. You telling yourself for what felt like just seconds ago you shouldn't fantasize about a coworker.

But did that rule apply when the coworker implied he take you on a date, in return for banana bread? Guess not. Not now as least. You must be stupid to go along with the deal. Free food though. You told yourself. It was for the free food you'd get from him, not because his looks or his chill personality he portrayed.

"The date's on only if I like the bread." He reminded you.

You didn't need the reminder, you had this all written down on a imaginary note in your head. Not that this bread was important to you or anything. Or so you tell yourself. "Yes, yes. I know... Where would you take someone on a date, by the way?" The curiousness got the best of you.

Silence fell over the both of you.

"Possibly... Wait, no. You're tricking me. I'm not telling you." He answered at last.

You glanced at him, swearing that you could make out a dash of pink on his pale skin. You grinned a evil grin. You didn't want to be one of those people who think highly of themselves but once you saw the blush you though you owned him and partly the world. Feeling like the queen, owing his poor man. He'd be so impressed at how good you are at baking banana nut bread. The whole idea seemed to be a fair trade.

"Passengers, the plane will be landing in two minutes." Suna's hand left the same button on his headphones you'd pressed a few hours ago. His hand went back to holding the wheel tightly in his grip.

"I still don't understand what was so funny about how I said my take off..." You trailed off.

"Nothing. Like I said, nothing was wrong with it. It was splendid." You could hear the laughter in his voice. Was he joking?

"Seriously, tell me what I did wrong. What's so damn funny about it?" A smile was spreading on your face like a disease as well. You thought it was funny that Suna thought it was funny. If that made any sense at all.

"Nothing...You were just cute..."

Cute... The word made your face beam. He didn't seemed to notice, his now deadpan expression gazing out the nose window of the plane.

"Pff..." You tried to blow it off, not think about it. But his words were already taunted you.

Nothing...You were just cute... It played unstop, a broken record player of ducks quacking would've been nicer. Your cheeks stained red.

The nose of the plane forced down by your and Suna's searing wheels. The sooner you landed, the better. And of course, the smoother the land was on your list to improve. It was a little shaky on the side, making the hairs on the back of your neck stand on end. You didn't want to cost any of these people their lives.

"If your hands were on there any tighter the handle would break." Suna stated.

His comment was welcomed. Glad he said it, really. You loosened up your fingers, rested them some. Loosening them too much would make you uneasy, feeling like you had less control. Not wanting that, you checked to make sure as you flew downwards your hands were steady.

"That's better."

As much as his statements are welcomed, you wished he'd be quiet for a minute. You cared what he had to say, you wished he say his opinion when you weren't under pressure and stress. And by his words you could tell he was peeking at your posture.