Saving You (Gordon Ramsay x Male Reader)

The Truth

Male Readers POV ~ I continued to cry long and loud as Chef Ramsay continued hugging me suddenly I felt small circles being rubbed in my back that's when I realized he was trying really hard to comfort me I was not used to being able express myself. For someone to care for me and make sure I was alright but why would he take the time to do this when there are a million other things he could be doing right now why was he being so nice to me? I pulled back looking up at him my eyes red and puffy he took his hand caressing my face gently wiping my tears away "please tell me the truth now" he said in a soft but stern tone it was not a question coming from him it was a demand. I began bringing my walls down around him and nodded pulling away from his body I sat on the bed with him following sitting next to me taking a deep breath I told him the whole story.....

{When I was little I did not have the same interest as other kids my age I was not into toy cars or video games I did not watch cartoons like others the only thing that caught my eye was cooking it started out as me watching the worlds greatest cook Chef Gordon Ramsay preparing his own signature dishes my eyes lit up watching him prepare food in such an elegant and timely manner I wanted to be just like him but my parents did not approve in fact they were embarrassed of me for not wanting to be like other kids my dreams were very important but they didn't see it that way as I got older they asked me what I want to do in life when I told them I've wanted to become a top head chef like Chef Ramsay they laughed and said my dreams were meaningless I had others tell me I'm being stupid and pathetic someone even told me to kill myself my parents couldn't take it anymore and eventually they kicked me out with only my clothes and a suit case I wanted to prove them wrong and become someone that's meaningful that's then the door open where hells kitchen had a competition going on I entered not because I wanted to win but more to get the worlds best Chef's opinion on my dishes}

Male Readers POV ~ when I was done with my story I looked up from the floor my hands bunched together close to me looking at Chef Ramsay for any kind of emotion but it was blank my face went red I felt stupid for opening up to someone I knew it was the wrong move.

Male Reader - Chef Ramsay?

Chef Ramsay - ......

Male Reader - I-I'm sorry I shouldn't have talked about my personal life that's not what your here for. (Voice cracked)

Chef Ramsay - Pull up your sleeve ____

Male Reader - H-Huh?!?