Todomomo: One Shots

Baking...

Momo walked into the house, instantly smelling the sweet aroma of freshly baked chocolate chip cookies. She hung her purse up on the coatrack and slid her shoes off then made her way down the hallway to the kitchen where she saw her boyfriend, Shouto, leaning against the counter facing the oven, intently staring at the timer on the microwave. He was watching the timer count down, arms folded across his chest and a pale blue apron hanging around his waist.

"Whatcha doin' Shouto?" she questioned with a slight laugh.

He turned his head and briefly looked at her before focusing down at the oven and watching through the glass panel at the cookies baking. "I got off work early and wanted to make you a treat. I heard that you were having a tough go across town with some rescue work and I figured you could use something sweet when you got home," he explained, looking back up at the timer.

"I see. You could have just bought me something if you really wanted to get me something sweet," Momo replied, leaning forward and reaching out to the bowl that still contained nearly half of the cookie dough in it.

Shouto noticed her and picked the bowl up and set it on the other side of him. "I wanted to make them. I haven't done it in awhile, and I know how much you like homemade sweets," he replied, glancing back at the timer.

Momo pouted when he took the bowl away but ate the little dough she had managed to steal. "I do love them," she said, walking around the counter and into the kitchen with him. "This was a wonderful surprise," she said, standing in front of him and taking his face in her hands, "thank you."

She leaned in and kissed him, and he kissed her back, uncrossing his arms and setting his hands on her hips. Momo parted and reached for the bowl again, determined that she could get more this time. Shouto knew exactly what she was doing and he grabbed her wrist, pulling her away from the cookie dough and wrapping his arms around her, firmly restraining her.

Shouto smirked at her feeble attempt and glanced back at the timer before focusing on her. "You know, there's a reason I don't make them often," he said, turning her away from the bowl.

Momo struggled to get her arms free from his strong grip around her body, but failed since he was physically much stronger than she was. "I just want a little bit before you bake them all," she complained, trying to look around him to see exactly how much was left. "One spoonful. That's it."

Shouto raised a brow at her bargain and scoffed. "That's what you said last time and then ate about half of it while my back was turned," he said, both annoyed and humored by his girlfriend's desire for sweets.

The timer then went off, beeping loudly, signalling that the cookies in the oven were done. "Damn.." Shouto let Momo go and he grabbed a hotpad, opened the oven and pulled the hot pan out. He set the tray of freshly baked cookies on the stove top before he quickly focused back on Momo. "Momo!" he barked, seeing her with a spoon, going for more of the cookie dough.

She stuck the overly full spoonful in her mouth right before he lunged at the bowl, snatching it away. Shouto could make out at least four scoop marks that hadn't been there before. He grumbled and sighed, knowing that this was bound to happen if she came home earlier than expected. His annoyed gaze looked back to his girlfriend who gave an apologetic smile as she handed him the "clean" spoon.

Shouto took the spoon from her and sighed again. He tossed it into the sink and kept the bowl in his hand as he went back to the hot pan he had pulled from the oven. "If you're not going to help, then how about you go and relax in the bath or something," Shouto suggested, hoping she would leave the kitchen so he didn't have to worry about anything.

He didn't hear a response so he glanced over his shoulder. His grip tightened on the bowl and he saw Momo sitting on the counter behind him, watching him and waiting for her opening. This happens every time... Shouto internally grumbled. Fine.. We'll just see who wins this time..

Shouto set the bowl down on the counter beside himself, keeping it close and within his line of sight. He grabbed a metal spatula and began to take the cookies off the pan and carefully and quickly set them on a cooling rack he had prepared in advance. As he diligently worked his senses were locked on to Momo, determined not to let her have her way with his creation.

Momo remained seated on the counter, watching Shouto occasionally glance over his shoulder at her as he started to get more dough on the pan. She knew he wouldn't allow her to get close to the bowl, and she knew that this happened every time he baked his mother's recipe for her. It was something special and she knew it meant he really cared, but, being in the field all day and coming home to this was something she couldn't resist. Sweets were one of her favorite things and after using her Quirk all day, she was starving...

Shouto slid the pan back into the oven and closed the door. He set the hotpad down on the counter top and then reset the timer on the microwave for nine minutes and forty five seconds. He turned to the bowl and reached for it, but stopped, wide eyed, when he saw that it was gone. "Mmmmggr.. Momo!" he growled, turning his head and seeing her sitting in the same spot with the bowl in her lap. "There won't be enough for anymore if you keep eating it," he said, walking over to her and once again taking the bowl.

Momo shrugged her shoulders with a smile. "Come on Shouto, why's it even matter? You only ever eat one or two. Just let me have the rest," she said, wiping the rest of the dough off her spoon then went to eat it from her finger.

Shouto grabbed a hold of her wrist before she could eat it. "I'm not a big fan of sweet things," he said moving her hand to his mouth, licking the dough and then sucking the rest off her finger, "except you."

Momo blushed at his sudden action and response to her. He still held her hand in his, setting the nearly empty bowl down and stepping between her legs. "L-like I said though," Momo started to say, getting flustered by the look on his face, "why's it matter?"

Shouto set his hands atop her thighs, running his thumbs across her jeans. "I told you I wanted to do something nice. Next time should I just nix the idea of the cookies and make you a bowl of the dough?" he said with a single chuckle. "You loved them when I made them after my mother gave me the recipe. I've always seen them as something special to do for you. And with us apart in the field recently I figured this would be a little extra special."

Momo smiled at his words and draped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer. She rested her head against his, gazing warmly into his dual colored eyes. "I know Shouto and I do appreciate them a lot. This has just become somewhat of a game now and it's fun to see you get flustered about something simple like baking," she giggled.

Shouto rolled his eyes at her mild teasing, but he knew she was right. It had become a game and it was one that he usually lost, since he rarely was able to make more than fifteen cookies for her when he should be able to make over two dozen. "You're just obnoxious and have too much fun..." he muttered, glancing back at the timer.

Momo pulled his head closer to her, making him focus back at her. "That might be true, but you're a sore loser," she whispered, bringing her lips to his.

Their lips touched, each of them tasting like sugar and chocolate. Shouto pulled back first, keeping only centimeters of space between them. "You can have the rest in the bowl," he breathed. "Like I said, you're the only sweet treat I like," he said, going in for another chocolaty, sweet kiss.

A/N: This one was loosely based off a prompt I found along with what me and my husband are like when making cookies 🙈😅 I really liked the idea and had to write it 😆