Shokugeki No Soma One-Shots! (I TAKE REQUESTS)

Yukihira Soma ~Jealous?~

"Why are you so blonde?" You question one of your good friends, Takumi Aldini, as the two of you sit next to eachother at the small party at Polar Star after the preliminaries.

"Why are you so stupid?" He deadpans as he sips his drink.

"Excuse you! Who got a higher rank than you last time? Hm? Oh yeah, it was me, my bad."

"Shut up!" He states with an irk mark. "That test was so unfair."

"You were asked to make macarons." You sweat drop. "In fact, I have some!"

You pull out a zip lock bag filled with the colorful macarons as you offer the bag to him.

He sighs and plucks a pink one out of the bag and bites into it, his eyes lighting up slightly.

You bite into one and giggle. "Good?"

He coughs. "They're okay, I guess."

"Which is why they got a higher score than yours."

"Shut up!" He says as loudly before his eyes focus on something on your face. "Oh, (Y/N), you got something on your face."

"Hm?" You tilt your head in confusion as he rolls his eyes.

"Come here, Baka." He wipes the corner of your lips, you seeing crumbs of the macaroon on his thumb.

--

"I think Nii-chan likes (Y/N)-San." Isami notes as he watches his elder's cheeks turn red when you peck his cheek in thanks.

"Careful Isami-Kun, Soma's gonna get jealous." Ryoko giggles.

Meanwhile, Soma watches the two of you, his grip on the cup of rice juice in his hands tightening. He was usually able to keep his cool almost all the time, but he had no idea why he was acting like this.

He strode over and forced one of his usual smiles on his face before grabbing your hand and hauling you up, both you and Takumi surprised and confused.

"Hey (Y/N)-chan, I heard the stars were pretty tonight. Come on, I'll show you!"

"But...Takumi was just about to-"

He shoves one of your macarons in your mouth after slipping one from the bag, and drags you out onto the balcony as you pout, the macaron still in your mouth.

"What's you do that for?" You speak around the macaron, making your words slightly muffled. "Takumi-"

He suddenly grabs your arm and pulls you close to him before leaning close and biting off part of the macaron that was sticking out of your mouth.

Your face catches fire as you quickly chew and swallow the remaining macaron. "W-what-?"

"It's not a good sight for me, you know." He suddenly speaks, and you blink in confusion. His voice is completely serious. "Watching you talk to someone who you might have interest in...I wish it was just me, you had interest in...selfish, right?" He chuckles humorlessly.

"Soma...are you...?" Your voice questions quietly as he sighs. "We're not even..." You can't seem to finish a sentence as you can't believe what he had just said.

"I may be all happy-go lucky most of the time, (Y/N), but when the time is necessary, I can be a possessive little bastard." He had you cornered against the railing, his hands on either sides of you, resting on the metal.

"B-but...I thought you just saw me as a friend..."

"So what do you see me as?" He tilts his head slightly, and heat floods to your cheeks.

"U-uh...Look! You took me out here to see the stars, right?" You quickly find a distraction, looking up at the night sky. "Pretty, right? I heard they might be doing fireworks-"

Fingers grip at your chin, and make you face him and his serious gaze. You don't look him in the eye as your face continues to heat up.

His fingers slowly migrate from your chin to your left cheek. He cups it gently, and you finally meet his stare with an embarrassed one.

"What do you see me as?" He questions softly.

"...I-I...the truth is..." Your voice falls quiet. "I love you."

Lips are pressed against yours tightly, warmth flooding your body as you feel and hear literal fireworks exploding everywhere.

He smiles against your lips and pulls away gently. His eyes were a response enough as you both share a relieved laugh.

--

"Are you okay with this Onii-San?" Isami questions as almost everyone in the room are gaping at the scene in the balcony window.

"I knew I didn't have a chance in the first place." His elder replies as he watches your eyes sparkle, and your smile looking the happiest it could be. "She's always loved him. Being close to her was always enough. As long as she's happy...I'm happy."

--

"B-Baka..." You stutter when he tucks a strand of hair behind your ear, your faces still mere inches apart. His gold eyes are happy, and his mouth was pulled up into the cutest smirk in the world. You hated it.

"I knew you liked me." He states, twirling a strand of your hair between his fingers. "You wanna know something else?"

"Hm?" You cuddle into his chest, watching the bright fireworks explode from above. He wraps an arm around you.

"No one, and I mean no one will ever take you away from me. You got that?"