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Midori was nervous.
He cautiously eyed the bento in front of him, packed neatly with care that almost made Midori feel guilty. Tetora had made him lunch for today. Tetora had made him lunch. He felt himself blush at the thought of Tetora taking time out of his day to pack a lunch with himself in mind.
The issue was Tetora had made him lunch.
Midori glanced at Tetora, who was practically done with his lunch?! What universe was he even living in.. Everyone in their class was aware of Tetora’s unique way of cooking, which wasn’t all that unique, he just couldn’t cook to save his life. So then how was he eating the food he prepared with ease? Maybe he was just blinded to his own cooking..? But then again… Midori did a lookover on the meal in front of him.
Everything looked delicious.
What was he even thinking?! Was the fact Tetora packed his lunch tricking his mind into thinking he should be appreciative of the lunch or.. He wanted to die, sighing at his mind suddenly overthinking now of all times.
“Midori-kun? Aren’t you going to eat?”
Midori almost jumped at the sound of Tetora’s voice. What did he expect.. They were already a few minutes into lunch break.
“Y-Yes just.. I…”
Other times Midori would’ve been able to ask if Tetora had cooked this, but as of now.. He wasn’t all too sure really. His emotions felt complicated. It’s like.. he was happy Tetora of all people made him lunch, yet he was completely aware of how awful a cook he was.. just what was going on?
Glancing once again at Tetora was a mistake, because Tetora was just staring at him, a goofy smile tugging at his lips. He was waiting for him to eat it…
If this was how he would die, then so be it.
Midori slowly brought his chopsticks near his mouth, he was shaking.
It was almost like Tetora beamed when Midori finally placed the food in his mouth, and to Midori's surprise, it tasted…
Really good?!
“Tetora-kun.. t-this is..!”
“It’s really good right!”
Midori was quick to take another bite, then another. When did Tetora-kun get so good at cooking..?
Tetora was smiling watching Midori enjoy his lunch, which, to Midori, was a bit awkward. But he couldn’t blame him. He would be happy to see someone enjoy his cooking for once in his life too.
“Taishou mentioned how he brought an extra lunch and insisted I take it for myself! So I thought, why not give it to Midori-kun!”
Midori paused mid bite.
“.. You didn’t make this?”
“Wasn’t it obvious?”
Midori thought it over, Tetora never specifically mentioned he was the one who made the lunches.. just brought up how he brought one for Midori.
“What a pain…”
“Wh- Hey! What’s that supposed to mean?!”
Midori was laughing, just what managed to convince him Tetora of all people was able to cook them lunch. Soon Tetora found himself laughing with him.
“Sorry! I should’ve clarified how I wasn’t the one who made the lunch,” Tetora felt warm with embarrassment, “Although.. I’m flattered that you think I’m a good chef!”
“That was prior to when I found out you didn’t even make the food…”
Another fit of laughter.
“.. I guess this means I owe you?”
“Nah, there’s no need to worry about me! Taishou usually—“
“How about asking Kiryu-senpai to hold off for a day?”
“Eh?”
Now it was Tetora’s turn to feel flustered. The smile on Midori’s face got wider, teasing Tetora was always so fun.
“I wanna repay you for offering me such a nice lunch.. S-so just accept it..”
Tetora beamed.
“On one condition.”
“Which is?”
“Make it two days!”
Smiling started to hurt Midori’s cheeks.
“It’s a deal then.”