Flufftober 2020: Jonathan Joestar x Reader

Flufftober Day 10

Flufftober day 10 prompt: Cooking

Both Jonathan and you were sat in your kitchen, the two of you neck deep in recipe books while trying to find some form of meal to cook for your families and a desert to pair with it. Jonathan had even brought over some of his mother's books, skimming through to find something that would taste good, look nice and would pair perfectly with the desert that you were in the process of choosing. "How about, actually no never mind. You choose the main course first Jonathan." He takes a moment, glancing back over the book."Neither of us can cook, what lame people we've turned into. Nineteen, can't cook and can't make the choice of what to eat. It shouldn't be as hard as it's turning out to be."

There was a long pause of slience before the two of you broke out in laughter, the two of you keeling over adn falling to the floor, rolling around until your sides bumb into one another, the two of you laying on the floor with no real interest or need to get up. "C'mon Jonathan, we really need to get this done or I doubt our parents will be very pleased." You were the first to speak, breaking the peaceful silence, the two of you agreeing on a what seemed to be simple dish and a cherry pie for desert. Getting out the things you'll need, you get ready to start the preparation for the beef stew that Jonathan had picked, decinding to pair some fresh dinner rolls with it. "Bread huh? Why not just a simple loaf?" The male shrugged, "As a child, I had always found that pairing dinner rolls with stew was better than simple bread. Plus, I have a recipe from mom and how she used to make them."

You take the bag of flour out of the kitchen cupboard, laying it on the counter and sneezing when it had come out of the bag and after you had inhaled the dust. Faking a coughing fit to get Jonathan to come over, which he does, him being the kind and caring person that he is. Once he comes over, you squeeze some more of the air out of the bag, and covering his face with the flour. The giggling before you turned around quickly turned to a howling laugh when it had spotted the males face, or at least what could been seen of it. All that could be seen was a couple of tufts of blue hair and his blue eyebrows, a little bit of his nose after his breath had cleared away the powdery substance. "Jonathan.. oh my god. I'm so sorry!" you struggle to choke out between bursts of laughter.

The male's lips crack into a smile, more flour falling from his lips and adding to that of the pile on the floor, small fits of laughter escaping from his mouth. After the two of you had finally  managed to calm down for a second time that day, you get to work on preparing the dough for the dinner rolls and then placing them in the oven, and getting started on your main course. While you were preparing the vegetables, Jonathan had started in on the stew's base and and was chopping the meat, he also had the recipe for the cherry pie laid out in front of him, putting aside the knife and putting everything into a pot of let it start to cook, pulling the book with the pie's recipe closer to him. "Ready to start this, (Y/N)?"

You nod, dipping your finger into the opened packet or the pie filling and dotting Jonathan's nose, soft laughter leaving you. He joins you in your laughing and does the same thing to you, then bending down to kiss you, flour falling from his face and hair and onto you, the white powder softening to the harsh red of the cherry paste. You quickly press your lips to his and rub your nose against his, spreading more of the fruit onto each of your faces. With a final fit of laughter and quite a few shared kisses, you continue to finish up with the cooking of the meal. When the two of you sat down with your family to eat, you looked nothing like you had before. The both of you had flour all over your faces and in your hair, your noses stained red from the cherry filling. At the sight of you, the two families shared a long, hard and much needed laugh.