𝐌𝐈𝐃𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 ❥︎ 𝐠𝐢𝐲𝐮𝐮 𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐨𝐤𝐚

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧

Your stomach plummeted to the floor as he said that last bit, and a large mixture of emotions ran through you.

You felt like an idiot, partially.

The curtains of the stage opened speedily, and you watched your best friend dance across the stage so elegantly and time with the music.

Her piece specially received a standing ovation that even Giyuu joined in to.

By the end of the show, you were tired, and the place began to fill up with people even more.

Giyuu interlocked your fingers as he guided you through the sea of people, where Mitsuri was waiting on the other side.

"So you don't get lost," he assured, causing a small smile to tug at the corner of your lips.

"You did so good!" You pulled the girl into a tight squeeze.

"Yeah, good job, Kanroji," Giyuu agreed.

"Awh thanks you guys," she subtly glanced down to yours and Giyuu's hands.

"Are you coming home now?" you asked.

"Me and my dance group are going out to eat, so I'll be home later,"

"Okay, well, have fun! I'll see you later,"

"Bye y/n!!" The girl ran off to rejoin the group of people.

"I'll walk you home," Giyuu suggested.

-

"She's quite the performer," Giyuu stated as you walked down the path that led out the dance hall.

"Isn't she just," you agreed.

"Are you hungry?" Giyuu asked.

"A little, but I figured I'd just try and cook when I get home,"

"Key word L/n, try," he responded, referring to when your kitchen nearly burned down when you tried to use the oven.

"It was an accident!" You shrugged.

"I'll cook for you," the boy suggested.

"Oh?"

"What? Do you think I can't cook well?"

"No, I just wasn't expecting it. What else can you do, Tomioka?"

"Wouldn't you like to know," his hands slipped into his pockets.

Speechless, once more.

"What do you feel like?" he asked.

"You choose,"

"Stir fry?"

He agreed, and before you knew it, you were back in your dorm.

"Can I help?" you asked.

He beckoned you over.

"How well can you cut vegetables?"