hate you lots | s. heizou ✓

chapter 10.5

a/n: a special ish chapter bc its js cute moments but its still lowk important

When Heizou heard the door bell, he almost yelped. His parents weren't going to be home until Thursday, and he didn't invite any guests.

Grabbing his jitte, he walked over to the door and braced himself. You're strong! If they fight, you can fight back! Hold your ground! He slowly twisted the door knob, peeking outside.

All the defensiveness left his body as soon as he saw those familiar e/c eyes. He swiftly opened the door all the way, leaning against the door frame. "N/N, what are you doing here?" His eyes drifted to the grocery bags she held in her hands. "Oh shit, you carried all of that up here? Let me help you!"

"I wanted to come over in order to cook for you, and maybe eat with you? IfyouwouldntmindofcoursehahanopressureatallinfactyoudontevenneedtoletmeinIcanjustgonow!" Before Y/N could leave out of embarrassment, Heizou grabbed one of the grocery bags and pulled her back to the doorway.

"Y/N, I would love to eat with you!" Heizou smiled, grabbed the bag he tugged on and bringing it inside.

That smile. Has he always smiled that cute? He reminds me of a golden retriever. Wait what? Y/N, what are you thinking?! Not cute. Not cute. Not cute! You're acting so dumb right now. If I could, I would let the ground swallow me whole right now. You could've at least texted him beforehand, you idiot.

"Uh, Y/N?" Heizou came back, grabbing the other bag from her hand. "Do you want to at least come in? You can't really help cook outside."

"Oh geez, I'm so sorry! I was just... thinking." Y/N quickly removed her shoes before stepping inside and bringing the remaining grocery bags in.

"So, what were you thinking of cooking?" Olive green eyes peered into each of the bags, unpacking all of the contents.

Y/N pulled out a box of chilled unagi, holding it up to him. "I was thinking of grilled unagi fillets with a side of rice."

His eyes widened. "That's ambitious! I've never met someone that can cook unagi properly. It's either overcooked and rubbery or raw."

"Watch and learn." She washed her hands in the sink, preparing to get to work.

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"Take a look!" Y/N said, excitedly walking into his dining room with two plates in hand. Gently placing a plate in front of him, Heizou's eyes lit up.

"This smells amazing!" He smiled, picking up his chopsticks.

He looked over at Y/N, watching her neglect her plate to wash the pots and pans she used. Looking back at the steaming food in front of him, he set his chopsticks down and walked back into the kitchen.

Y/N didn't notice his presence as he watched her carefully scrub a spatula. His eyes softened, coming from behind and wrapping his arm around her to turn off the tap. She whipped around, blushing as soon as she noticed that she was mere centimeters away from coming in contact with his chest.

"Heizou, why are you here? You should be eating, it's going to get cold!" Y/N looked to the floor, avoiding eye contact.

"I could say that exact same thing to you, but here you are. If you don't eat, I won't eat either, N/N." Heizou gently used his finger to direct her face to look at him. "Look at me, please."

"Fine! I'll eat!" She stormed into the dining room after drying off her hands, sitting down.

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"It's cooked perfectly! How?! What type of witchcraft did you use, Y/N?" Heizou couldn't hold himself back from asking questions.

"My brother loves unagi fish. My parents work in some sort of position that forces them to travel a lot, meaning that I'm the one that has to cook all the time. My family's pretty traditional, so they expect me to be cooking half the time. In order to cheer my brother up, I just cook him this meal." She explained.