When he tries to help me cook

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Koga is a sweet, kind young man, but he's very clumsy in the kitchen. His hands were made for fighting, not for trivial things like cooking. There was no way I would let him try to cook when he could easily break something, or worse, accidentally burn down the house. But Koga does like to help, being very stubborn with his choice of words because he knows I take too much on my shoulders at once. However, one time, I had to create a meal for my family before the weekend. All of the members of my family lived in a different part of Athens, away from Sanctuary. Koga saw me there as he walked into my apartment, looking surprised. "Are you cooking all on your own?" He asked in shock, mainly because he was usually away when I did such things. But at this point, Koga decided to stay home with me because he sensed that something was up with my cosmo. And how right he was. I was stressed out big time, worrying about if I'd get this done in time before the weekend. So Koga offered his assistance, and since I had no other option, I allowed him to help.
What I did not know was how much a mistake I would make allowing my impulsive boyfriend in the kitchen with me. Koga's battle reflexes may have been quick enough to dodge powerful attacks, but they were not as useful in the kitchen. Once too often, I would catch Koga filling the pan up with way too much oil or him putting a lot of salt on the fish. So I had to help him out a few times too many, huffing in annoyance whenever my boyfriend would make a mess. It wasn't until Koga accidentally burned the rice that he got emotionally verbal about his mistakes."I-I'm so sorry, my love. I am not good at this whole cooking thing. Perhaps I should stay out of the way so you can focus on preparing the meal on your own." Koga's voice broke, and he placed his head in his hands on the counter, a single tear falling down his cheek. Now, don't get me wrong. I was happy Koga was aware of his screwups, but I do not like to see him upset. I took a deep breath in, sighed, and placed a hand on his shoulder. "It is alright, Koga. You're just not used to cooking in the kitchen like I am. We can do this together. Just follow my lead, and you'll be good to go. Okay?" Koga took his head out of his hands, his face determined, and nodded. That's exactly what we did. With my help, Koga was able to cook the rice and check the fish to see if it was burning or not. The day came when we were bringing the dinner to my family's house, and I was nervous. Especially since my family never saw Koga in the kitchen, cooking. Yes, I had told them of his adventures as a Saint, but not once had I ever told them about  him being in the kitchen with me. Thankfully, my fears were unfounded when they smiled with happy expressions on their faces and rice in their mouths, saying it was pretty good. Truth is, Koga had also been nervous, too, because he knew they heard of him, but he was more worried about the fact they would think he'd poison me. So when they said that meal we both made was good, Koga finally smiled for the first time that day, and I kissed him for that reason. Yes, Koga messes up sometimes, but the important thing for him to remember is that I am here to help him out no matter what lies on our path. We're in this together, and even though my boyfriend is a trained Pegasus Saint, I wouldn't change a damn thing about my amazing life.

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