𝕄𝕠𝕕𝕖𝕝 ~ 𝕂𝕒𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕒𝕥𝕠 𝔸𝕪𝕒𝕥𝕠 𝕩 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣 [𝕄𝕆𝔻𝔼ℝℕ 𝔸𝕌]

[3] Burnt Cookies

Your cheeks lit up a bright red, but you tried your hardest not to make any reaction.

"There you are! I was going to introduce you to my friend I met at school, Y/n!" Ayaka said with excitement in her voice.

You felt like crying out of happiness right now. You had already expected you were going to meet him at some point, but you weren't prepared. He was really standing in front of you, the very model you've crushed on for many years, someone you never expected to meet in your current life.

"H-hello," you stuttered.

You felt your heart pounding so hard, you were worried it was beating loud enough for everyone to hear.

Ayato stepped closer to me, enough for me to examine his facial features.

"It's nice to meet you," Ayato said, holding out his hand for you to shake.

You slowly reached your hand to his. It was warm and soft, exactly like you imagined it to be, but better.

"Nice to meet you too," you said awfully quietly.

You wanted to act like yourself in front of him, but it was impossible. While shaking Ayato's hand you had to force yourself not to give him a big hug.

You need to remember the man in front of you is probably much more different then the man you pictured in your head.

After that short moment of shaking your celebrity crush's hand and wishing you could hold his hand forever, Ayaka said, "Y/n let me show you around my current home."

Current home.

That means at any time they'd move who knows where. That means your time with the Kamisato siblings was limited. You need to make the most of what time you have with them.

You nodded and followed Ayaka into the living room. Everything looked just as expensive as in the previous room, if not more. They had a massive television stretching across most of the wall on the left. On the right side of the wall were a couple photos of Ayato and Ayaka when they were younger. The wall facing me was purly made out of glass. You could view the entire city from it.

After stepping in the living room you looked back to catch another glimpse of Ayato. He was talking with his housekeeper, Thoma. A bit of jealousy ran through you, as you wished that could be you talking with him right now.

You felt selfish after only thinking of your crush. You never intended to use Ayaka to be with her brother, you enjoyed being with her. You shook your head to try and forget the moment you had with the Kamisato boy and followed Ayaka to the kitchen.

The kitchen was just as glamorous as the other rooms. The mix of modern and traditional Japanese charm. The sweet smell of cookies filled the air in the room. It made your mouth water, you've never smelled cookies as good as those. Extremely high class homemade cookies, made at the Kamisato's apartment.

"Cookies are in the oven, Ayato is practicing baking. So you came at a perfect time. You can give a taste test once they're out." Ayaka told you.

You could've sworn you drooled on the floor once you heard Ayato was the one who made the cookies, and you get to try them!

"Alright." You murmured.

Ayaka finished giving you a tour of the rest of the apartment. The only place she did not show you was Ayato's bedroom. You didn't mind too much, just shaking his hand is worth the world to you.

"That's my home," Ayaka said, sitting down on the couch in the living room. She looked out of the window to look at the city.

You were about to say it was a beautiful apartment, because you hadn't mentioned that, but Thoma came storming through the room towards the kitchen. That's when you noticed the thick gray smoke coming from the kitchen.

"MR. KAMISATO!" Thoma shouted.

Ayato came running into the kitchen, you and Ayaka decided to follow to see the condition the cookies were in.

"I forgot to set a timer." Ayato admitted as Thoma pulled the crispy black cookies from the oven, "I'm sure they still taste good, though."

"I wouldn't recommend eating one in that state..." Thoma murmured his honest opinion.

"I'll try one," you offered.

Ayaka gave you a concerned look before you picked up the black cookie. It was made by Ayato, so you were certain it wouldn't taste that bad. The moment you place the cookie on your tongue all you could taste was an extremely bitter burnt taste. You tried your hardest to not spit out the cookie.

" I might've gotten sugar and salt mixed up again." Ayato chuckled.

He was amused with the way you reacted. Ayaka and Thoma looked disappointed in you, like you've just fallen into an obvious trap.

"I mean, they are not that bad?" You insisted as you took another bite.

The next bite tasted far worse then the first, causing you to spit it on the group.

"Nevermind, that tastes awful."

Everyone laughed as you had the disgusted look across your face.

You'd always imagine Ayato as the perfect chef in your head, but that fantasy was far off from the real Ayato. It makes more and more sense why they have a housekeeper.

"Can I try making a better batch? I promise they'll taste way better," Ayato said.

Your heart skipped a beat. You were so focused on the cookie you had totally forgotten your favorite model was right in front of you.

"How about we wait on that for now, Mr. Kamisato." Thoma insisted.

"Yes, spare Y/n." Ayaka begged.

Ayato sighed, "fine, but next time I do bake, the cookies will turn out perfect."

Ayaka gave him an uncertain stare.

"Stop being so doubtful, I'll prove you wrong." Ayato said, "Y/n thinks I can make the perfect batch of cookies, right?" He turned to you with a soft gaze.

Your cheeks brightened to a light shade of pink, "I think he can do it if he tries hard enough."

"That'll change in a few days." Ayaka said.

"Yes, you won't believe the amount of fires I had to put out." Thoma told you.

"Fires?!" You shrieked.

Ayaka and Thoma nodded.

"Everyone makes mistakes, don't they?" Ayato said, putting up an innocent smile.

"Not as many as you," Ayaka murmured.

You always imagined the Kamisato's to be super high class and extremely mature. You would've never expected famous models to act so immature at times, or at least this immature. To think Ayato has even caused a fire in the first place.

A small smile appeared on your face. Something told you your life was about to get a whole lot more thrilling.

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i would be shocked if Ayato could actually make the perfect batch of cookies...