Vi x Reader: oneshots<3

"Taste test."

You flipped the sizzling bacon as it hit the pan. It smelt of bacon all around the tiny apartment. You turned to start making eggs to go along with it. From scrambling, to mixing, to putting them on the pan next to the other one. You grabbed two plates out of the cabinet, and sat them down on the other side of the counter. Soon enough the eggs were done as fast as they were put on there. You put some on each plate, and then went to wash the pan. You finished tending to the bacon and put it in a separate bowl with paper towels in to let them dry.

Suddenly you heard to front door fly open. Your head turned towards the door as the pink haired girl made her way in. Yeah, you knew she was coming. But not that fast. "Oh , hey Vi" You smiled as you walked up and hugged her around the neck. She smiled and hugged your waist. "Morning Cupcake." You let go of each other and you made your way back to the kitchen, she followed. "what'd you make?" she asked curiously, as she leaned on the counter. "Eggs and bacon, I was debating whether not I should've made sausage too," You smiled as you turned to her. You took a piece of the bacon and put it up to her mouth, "Here, taste test." You smirked. She took the bacon and ate it. "Damn, thats good, what do you put in that?" She asked, "that's a secret." You giggled.

You put some of the bacon on each plate and grabbed some utensils. You went and sat the plates down on the table and took your seat. She took hers and began eating, "You must've been hungry-" You said as you started to eat too. "Yeah, I was out late last night and never got a chance to eat." She smiled. "But I'm glad that now that I do it's something good like this, like honestly you need to teach me how you cook." You laughed, "all I did was add a few seasonings." You laughed. "My dad is a chef y'know, it would be pretty sad if I didn't inherence some sort of cooking skills." She smirked and raised a brow at you. "Well  looks like i've got my own personal cook." she said finishing her plate.

You couldn't help but smile. You still got butterflies whenever she says anything like that. "How about later you show me how you make that bomb ass spaghetti.." She said leaning back in her chair. You smiled and looked at her, "What if I don't wanna share how I make my spaghetti, it's kind of a secret y'know." She rolled her eyes before standing up to go put her plate in the sink. You stood up as well following her in suit.

As soon as you sat your plate down Vi grabbed you by the waist. She spun you around to face her, "And what are you doing?" You said sarcastically. "Just making it clear that when I marry you, you get to tell me how you make all your food." She smirked.