Kuroko no Basket x Reader (One shots) [Discontinued]

Cooking? More Like Poisoning (Aomine X Reader)

Sorry for the random cover image. I just thought that it may fit for the story.

To be honest, you never had any experience in the kitchen.

You rarely stepped into the kitchen, because if there's anything you need, you'll just order your maid.

And what's worse, you got a cooking test tomorrow. I wonder what kind of disaster that would befall on you.

»»»

After some times struggling with your cooking, you finally managed to finish your dish. Even though it's just a simple salad though, but, hey, it's the efforts that counts. You've never even touched a knife before.

You looked over to Momoi's table. You knew that your best friend couldn't cook well. Surprisingly, she prepared a Californian Roll. And her cut were incredibly smooth.

By that I meant 'smooth'.

Sushi's insides were supposed to come intact all together.

Yet here we are, spilled out insides that will make you cringe.

Surely smooth.

And we're just talking about the presentation. I'm not quite sure about the taste.

»»»

You were glad that you managed to score (B-). You don't even know what are you doing back then in the kitchen, so (B-) is good enough for that.

You eyed the salad's leftovers, you haven't tried them yet. You want to, yet, remembering your teacher's face when he got to taste it, it makes you even more curious.

Does it taste that bad?

You were about to take a spoon when a hand snatched the plate away from you, "Thank you for the meal!"

"Oi, Aho, give me back my cooking!"

Too bad, he already got away.

»»»

Aomine clutched his stomach, a storm is swirling inside his stomach. Momoi had forced her to try her cooking. He thought that (First Name)'s cooking would be better, but no.

He was wrong.

Well, it was his fault for being impatient.

»»»

You put your salt bottle back to it's shelf soon as you got home. You don't even feel the need to touch that bottle ever again, for cooking is very exhausting for you.

You eyed the bottle's inside carefully.

Something's wrong.

You poured out a little of it's contents and taste it.

And it tastes sweet.

Oh, that explains.

»»»

The next day, (First Name) spotted the navy haired man with a glum look on his face,

"What's wrong, Aomine-kun?"

"Nothing." He grumbled.

You took a note that it was caused by your cooking, "Sorry about my cooking, I never thought that it would be so bad." You rubbed the back of your head.

He mumbled something inaudible as you sheepishly smiled at him.

"Then, to make it up for me, " he coughed, "Buy me lunch."

"Eh? And why is it supposed to be my job?"

"You made me sick." He replied.

"Well, you're the one who unconsciously volunteered to eat it."

"Thought your cooking will be better than Satsu's."

"Haven't I told you that I never cook before?"

"I forgot about it, I guess."

You sighed, "You're really an aho."