COD Oneshots

Taste (Roach)

Roach was not your typical soldier. Sure, he excelled in combat, leaving a trail of adversaries in his wake with a precision that earned him the respect of his comrades. But Roach had another passion that burned just as brightly as his skills on the battlefield – food.

During his missions across the globe, Roach made it a point to indulge in local cuisines. Whether it was a spicy curry in India or a delicate sushi platter in Japan, Roach savored the diversity of flavors, wanting to experience what each corner of the world tasted like, even amidst the chaos of his missions.

After one particularly intense assignment, Roach returned to the compound, his stomach growling in anticipation of a satisfying meal. However, the standard fare in the mess hall held no allure for him this time. He had missed his chance to explore the local eateries during his mission and now hungered for something truly authentic.

Ignoring the raised eyebrows of his teammates, Roach ventured into the nearby city. In a quiet sidestreet, he stumbled upon a small bistro with an aroma that tantalized his senses like no other. Stepping inside, he was greeted by the sight of a bustling kitchen and the captivating presence of Y/N, the chef herself.

Y/N explained that her staff had called in sick, hence why she was managing everything herself that day. Intrigued, Roach placed his order, and as he waited, he found himself drawn to Y/N's passion for her craft. When the food arrived, Roach's taste buds danced with delight. Every bite carried a depth of flavor and authenticity that he had been craving.

From that day on, Roach became a regular at the bistro. Each visit was an opportunity to enjoy Y/N's cooking and engage in conversations that revealed more about her than he ever expected. They shared stories of their travels, their dreams, and their lives beyond the battlefield.

One evening, their conversation turned to a dish Roach had tried in China, prompting Y/N to express her curiosity about recreating it. Without hesitation, Roach suggested she try making it for him sometime. It was then that Y/N extended an invitation for Roach to visit her at home, promising to prepare the dish and share it with him.

That night, amidst simmering pots and sizzling pans, Roach and Y/N flirted shamelessly, the air thick with anticipation. As the meal came together, so did their connection, the chemistry between them undeniable. In that cozy kitchen, with the fragrant aroma of spices and laughter filling the air, Roach realized that he had found something far more precious than any exotic dish – he had found Y/N.

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As the days turned into weeks, Roach found himself eagerly accepting Y/N's invitations to her home. Their time together became a blend of culinary exploration and heartfelt conversations. They poured over cookbooks, swapped stories about their pasts, and delved into the intricacies of different cuisines. With each meal they shared and each new recipe they experimented with, Roach's feelings for Y/N grew stronger.

Yet amidst their playful banter and shared laughter, Roach couldn't shake the uncertainty gnawing at him. He was adept at reading his enemies on the battlefield, but when it came to matters of the heart, Y/N remained an enigma. He flirted shamelessly, showered her with compliments, but her responses were always gracious and friendly, leaving him wondering if she felt the same way.

One evening, as they prepared a complicated French dish together, Roach decided to take a leap of faith. With a nervous chuckle, he confessed to Y/N how much he enjoyed spending time with her, how he looked forward to their evenings together more than anything else. He admitted that he had developed feelings for her, genuine and deep.

Y/N's reaction was a mixture of surprise and warmth. She set down her knife and turned to face him, her eyes softening with emotion. She confessed that she had been wrestling with her own feelings, uncertain whether Roach saw her only as a friend and cooking partner.

With a shared sense of relief, they laughed nervously, their hands brushing as they exchanged a tentative smile. In that moment, amidst the aroma of simmering sauces and the clatter of kitchen utensils, Roach and Y/N found themselves stepping into a new chapter of their relationship.

From that night on, their flirtations became more meaningful, their touches lingered a little longer, and their conversations carried an unspoken promise of something deeper. They continued to explore new recipes, but now their culinary adventures were intertwined with the joy of discovering each other.

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After a grueling mission in the heart of France, Roach's thoughts were consumed not only by the successful completion of his assignment but also by the anticipation of seeing Y/N. He couldn't wait to share with her the discovery he had made during his brief downtime—a small, exquisite chocolatier hidden away in a quaint Parisian alley.

The moment he stepped into Y/N's kitchen, a wide grin spread across his face as he presented her with a meticulously wrapped box of the finest chocolates the chocolatier had to offer. Y/N's eyes lit up with delight as she carefully opened the box, her fingers tracing the delicate wrappers of each piece.

As they sat together at her kitchen table, savoring the rich flavors of dark chocolate infused with delicate fillings, Roach found himself mesmerized by the way Y/N's lips curved into a smile with each bite. He couldn't help but stare, captivated by her beauty and the way her eyes sparkled with appreciation.

Caught in a moment of silent admiration, Roach suddenly realized he had been staring a little too long. He glanced up to find Y/N looking back at him, a playful glint in her eyes. "What?" he asked, trying to cover his slight embarrassment.

Y/N chuckled softly, setting down her half-eaten chocolate. "You know," she began, her voice gentle yet teasing, "if you wanted to kiss me, you could just ask."

Roach blinked in surprise, his heart skipping a beat at her words. He felt a rush of emotions—relief, joy, and a surge of courage all at once. Without another word, he leaned forward, his hand gently cupping her cheek as he pressed his lips to hers.

The kiss was tender and filled with unspoken promises. It felt like the culmination of their shared moments, the laughter, the late-night conversations, and the delicious meals they had prepared together. In that simple gesture, they both knew that what they had was more than just a friendship—it was a deep and growing love.

As they pulled away, their foreheads touching lightly, Roach couldn't help but smile. "I've been wanting to do that for a long time," he confessed softly.

Y/N's eyes shimmered with happiness as she nodded, her fingers intertwining with his. "Me too," she whispered, her voice filled with warmth and affection.