A continuation of my former standalone fic, "Rooftops and friendships."
COMPLETED!
More info in the first chapter!
*I do not own sk8 the infinity or the characters, all rights go to studio bones.
*designs made by me.
warnings: food and hospital mentions, a bit where reader wants to add poison to food... sorry. Also not thoroughly proofread!
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Life was hectic the next couple of days.
Any inconvenience, so little as a speck of food not coming out with one spray at work or your shoelaces untying, had you in near tears. It was annoying.
What was worse is that Kojiro dared to sympathize in your place, he'd told that it was normal for friends to fight sometimes and say things they don't mean. You want to give him credit, you haven't been the best friend the past year or two to him and Kaoru so who were you to say anything, right?
"Maybe I made it too sweet." You heard Kojiro mumble, looking over your shoulder at the dessert he made. "Can you try this?" He asks, holding a spoonful towards you.
You hum, setting the bin you were holding down. "Maybe a bit." You murmur, licking your teeth. "It tastes fine though, can I have it?"
He sighed, pushing the plate towards you. "Knock yourself out." You cheered quietly, leaning against the counter. His body turned at the sound of the door jingling, nudging your shoulder when he saw who it was.
"Guys, sit where you find comfortable."
"Who do you think you are using my restaurant freely!" Kojiro shouted, fully catching your attention. "And you expect me to make your food for free?"
"I say make them pay double." You say, taking the last bite of the dessert. "Maybe even triple." Uttering the last part under your breath.
Kojiro frowned at your behavior, ushering you to the back. "Help me make the food."
"Do you have any poison?"
He flicks your forehead, "Stop talking like that. I know you're upset with the guy but I know you don't want him dead."
"He's arrogant."
"Sounds familiar." He retorts.
"Oh, what's that supposed to mean!" You shout, glaring at him. "I know you've got a big ego but you don't always have to talk about yourself!"
"Oi, you two!" You push Kojiro one last time before you look at the pink-haired man in front of you, murmuring to yourself about how this felt like you'd gotten caught by a parent. "What is the problem?"
"He started it!" You muttered, rubbing your arm after he'd punched you. "It doesn't matter, okay? Just hurry up and eat so I can clean and go home." You murmur, sitting down on the stool near the sinks.
Kojiro frowns. Kaoru shakes his head before walking back into the dining hall, ignoring the stares from the four in front of him.
"Was that—"
"You will eat, and you will eat fast." He interrupts, sitting in front of the kitchen window. "And stack your plates at the end of the table when you're finished."
