Until Daybreak (Korekiyo Shinguuji x fem!reader)

Falling In Love Through the Dark

"Here. Try some of my food!"

"Kiyo, no!"

He held a fork in front of you with a piece of lobster meat on it with twirled up pasta between it. You leaned away from it not from his romantic gesture. It was from the lobster meat. You HATED lobsters. You didn't know why but for some reason they scared you. You couldn't believe people actually ate lobsters to begin with.

"Please, (y/n)?" Korekiyo pleaded. "Just this once."

You had to hold back the urgency to slap the fork out of his hand while he held it to your face. Whether you like it or not, you had to go along with it, even if it meant trying whatever's on his plate. Reluctantly, you leaned over and tasted the lobster coated in pasta. To your surprise, it wasn't too bad.

"See? It's not so bad." Korekiyo chuckled to himself before using the same fork to take another bite of his food. "If you open up to new things, it would broaden your view on certain aspects in life." He does make a valid point, but he really didn't have to make you eat something you were afraid of. "That is what Anthropology is about."

"I thought it was about studying the customs and folklores in human history," you said in question.

"True. But to study one's culture, one must also partake in it." He reached out and grabbed a piece of fried tilapia from your plate and ate it. "That's what I mean by opening up to new things."

"Hey! Eat off your own plate!" you scowled at him.

"Kukukukuku. Don't be so greedy, (y/n)," he replied with a grin on his face. "I let you eat off of my plate, have I not?"

"You offered me a bit of your food. I didn't really eat from your plate."

"It's called 'sharing'. I was simply sharing my food with you."

You simply shook your head and laughed. He still could have asked first. You're pretty much sure he doesn't know about your fear with lobsters. Although, it would be better for you to not let him know about it. Who knows what he'll do.

The waitress came by your table and placed a small tray of chocolate cake, topped with strawberries and caramel drizzle between you and Korekiyo. The two of you stared at the tray puzzled.

"Um, we didn't order this," you informed her.

"Compliments from the two young people that just left a while ago," she said. "They also wanted me to give this note to the gentleman in the navy scarf." She then took out the note from her shirt pocket and handed it to Korekiyo.

The anthropologist had an idea who it was from. When he opened the note, it was just as he expected:

"Good luck with your date, Kiyo. We're rooting for you! Shuichi and I ordered this cake for you and (y/n) to share. Have a good evening!"

-Kaede

How sweet. The pianist ordered cake on his behalf and even wrote a note. A bit unnecessary, but he did appreciate it. The anthropologist shoved the note in his pocket and dismissed the waitress.

"Ooh! What a cute little cake!" you squealed in delight.

Your date blinked several times at you before he stared at you with an unamused look. "Did you seriously called a cake 'cute'? And here I thought I was the weird one."

"Hey, shut up! I'm allowed to call something cute!"

"In that case," He pulled his scarf down just a bit for you to see his playful smirk. "Do you think I'm cute, (y/n)?"