❥title: food

❥story:fluff

❥warnings: none

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"Oh-I'm sorry." you apologised and slightly bowed your head after bumping into Sakusa, he eyed you for a brief moment before you walked away, clearly unaffected by the little accident. "Ah! L/n-San!" a masculine voice called out making you turn around to see the leader of the cooking club, waving his hands on the air with a bright smile, a few sweat drops were still visible on his face - alarming you that he has been running quite awhile.

You stopped and smiled with a small wave, "Good morning." he gave you a quick greeting and a smile back before breathing in air. Giving you an expression that looked like he just remembered something important, a imaginary light bulb popping ontop of his head. "The cookies you baked are done." he stated with a warm smile as your eyes widened with imaginary practical stars in them. As cliché as it sounds, cookies were probably one of the easiest options to bake with the remaining ingredients the club had left.

"Really? Thanks for telling me!" you waved a bit before you quickly walked away to get the food you baked. A smile plastered on your face as you slipped happily though the hallways, earning a few stares of admiration from both male and female students as you do so. The leader of the club chuckled and stared at your state, "Hn, I wonder who's it for.." the leader thought before walking away with a small smile, despite being curious on who'm you baked it for, he simply brushed it off with a small shrug. The masked male didn't take his eyes off of you as he stared at your walking figure, squinting his eyes the more distant you grew in hopes of getting better view of your disappearing state.

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"Those smell great L/n-Chan!" a female club member complimented with a wide smile, breathing in the pleasant scent of the sweets, practically drooling over it already. Not giving you a chance to even pick it up, she was already devouring it with her own eyes. You closed your eyes and smiled, "Thank you, it's my first time making it and I'm glad you liked it." you replied and offered her 1, which led to her giiinv you a confused expression.

She cocked her head to the side, "Huh? Why are you giving me one?" she asked, pointing to the cookie in curiosity, though at the same time she desperately wanted to snatch the snack from your hand and accept the offer. "Well, I want you to have the first bite before I pack it up." you reply and motioned for her to take it, which made her eyes lit up in happiness, a glint of excitement as she thanked you more than you could count on your fingers.

With a smile, she gladly accepted it and immediately took a bite after. She gave you a thumbs up while her mouth was full. "Trsts gwert!" she munches as you give her a tissue, "Hey, don't talk when your mouth is full." you scold with a frown as she shot you an apologetic expression, taking the tissue form your hands with a utter of small thanks. You brushed it off with a small wave before picking the half filled tray with cookies before walking over to the table to wrap it up. Having a small debate in your mind whether you would use the blue or the pink wrapper you decided it was best to pick blue, it was a male you're going to give it to after all.

You giggled as your clubmate stared a your work in awe, "L/n that's super cute! Who's it for?" she asked, pointing happily to the wrapped up sweets, her doing her best to not take it and eat it before you even had the chance to speak. "Sakusa-Kun." she snapped her head towards your direction with her eyes wide, "Him?" she asked, unsure as you nod with a quiet hum. She looked at the sweets then back to you repeatedly before speaking up. "You do know that Sakusa never really accepts things..?" she stopped and waved her hands around nervously, afraid that her words had took a deep impact on you. "Gwa! I-it's not that I'm saying he won't accept it but—!" she sighs in relief when she saw your calm smile, "I know." you cut in and glanced back at the sweets placed on the table, placing a hand underneath your chin - thinking about what she just said.

He never really accepts things from his fangirls or his classmates, apparently he doesn't really like germs and truthfully, accepting a gift isn't quite an exception. So hoping was one of the - or only the option for now. "Sooo.. What if he throws it away?" a quiet gasp escaped your lips as she smack her face with both of her hands with a yelp, guilt washing over her body. Regretting what she had said almost immediately.

"Gwa! It's not like I'm saying he's going to throw it away or anything! It's just a possibility!" she exclaimed and bowed, repeatedly saying a few apologies mixed with dissing herself in the process, her arms flying around almost everywhere you glanced at. Being the school's softy that you are, you smiled with your eyes closed and patted her head gently. "Its quite alright, you didn't say anything bad." you reassured, giving her a quick giggle.

"Still.." She pouted making you smile warmly at the female, she was always so blunt of her words but always regrets them after, she sure is something different, it's either a good thing or a bad thing. "Well I better give these to him before class starts." you picked up the sweets from the table before walking towards the door with a small goodbye wave and a soft smile to her direction, looking at her with ecstatic eyes. "I'll see you at class!" and with that, you left as your clubmate blinked a few times before blushing a deep shade of red. Covering her scarlet face with both of her hands as she fell to the ground, rolling around in a gushing way, never forgetting the sight she had witnessed.

"A.. AN ANGEL!"

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"Good morning." you greeted the class of Sakusa with a wave and a warm genuine smile which they happily responded back with the same words and actions, they absolutely loved seeing you the early mornings. It's kind of like you were the generator of happiness around here, so their mood immediately got up upon seeing you once again.

You hummed softly and walked over to his table. You've been doing this for the past months that it basically became a routine for you; Make food for Sakusa, Leave it on his desk, leave and repeat. With one final smile, you quickly walked out before he could come here. Fortunately, no one told him that it was you leaving those food for him. Mostly because their quite aware that you weren't really ready to directly tell him a Confession, besides, you're way too soft on everyone so no person in this school could ever humiliate you. I guess you could say you're quite the eye catcher and unknowingly caught his as well.

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Sakusa entered the classroom with his usual expression, slightly cringing since the classroom already had a few lots of students in. He glanced at his desk and as usual, another treat was here for him. Clicking his tounge in annoyance since the food had no note on who it was from.

Picking the wrapper up in slight hesitation, he turned and raises it up a bit. "Who keeps leaving food for me?" He asked, raising a brow in short confusion. They all turned to him and shaked their heads, not wanting to say anything which he was irritated about.

Though he wished it was from you.

If only he knew

Sakusa sighed and placed back the mask on his face just after leaving the gymnasium from his morning volleyball practice, a few spikes here and there were of course tiring. So his slightly heavy pants for air can still be heard from up close. He walked a bit faster, hoping to catch the person who kept making those treats, wanting to get a hold of them already and talk to them about it. Though the "talk" part was probably Sakusa intimidating the poor person to death.

Though he never ate the food since he didn't quite trust it, alwass giving it to his volleyball teammates. But kept the wrapper instead, having an idea on how to catch this "suspect". "Damn it." he cussed underneath his breath as he noticed the new treat that was on his desk, "I'm too late." he muttered, as he takes the wrapped food, clicking his tounge in visible irritation. He examined the wrapper, it was blue and with white polkodots as usual, he found it quite odd and strange they kept using the same thing over and over again.

"Hn, basic design." he thought but brushed it off, slightly grateful for the effort this mystery person was giving him, atleast they even had the guys to make and give it to him despite knowing he won't accept it anyways.

"For my sake, I'm late again?" He clicked his tounge in annoyance as he mutters those words, another day, another treat for the male. He still didn't make it in time, irritating himself even further. Sakusa sighed as he unwraps the treat, ready to just give it to his teammates as always and usual, it would be a waste throwing food awy anyways. And he isn't that heartless. "Oh? Umeboshi?" He thought as he examined the fruits, tempted of eating it right then and there - but decided not to, it wasn't even neither recess or lunch so eating would cause him trouble.

Pressing his lips into a straight line, he bluntly lowered his mask before taking a bite, licking his lips after. "Hn." he hums in quiet delight before wrapping it back in the wrapper for later, despite not trusting the food infront of him, he couldn't just ket go of his favorite fruit couldn't he? "Sorry team." he mutters, sighing as he sat down, head placed in his hand as he closes his eyes. "I'm keeping this one for myself." he continues, though he didn't really care if he wasn't gonna give anything to his teammates this time. It was Umeboshi after all, it was his favorite and he wasn't gonna give it to anyone but himself I guess.

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Sakusa walked through the hallways, almost walking out to head for the gym, one hand in his pockets and the resting expression he usually wears wherever he goes, his other hand held in the straps of his bag - to atleast rest his hand on. "L/n-San, the fruit you brought yesterday was delicious!" He unknowingly stopped in his tracks, barely walking in the scene.

"Ah! Thank you, I left some in the fridge if you want." he heared a familiar feminine and masculine voice talk as he stood next to the wall, listening in the corner. He cringed at the fact he reminded himself of a stalker, but if they were going to talk this loud about food - why not listen in. "Great! Let's go eat some?" He heard a giggle, a familiar one he loved hearing the most to be exact, but that wasn't enough to temp him to take a peek on whoever these 2 were.

"Sure then." he backed away as he saw You and the club leader walk together which he assumed was in the clubroom, it was already obvious because, where else would club members go to in the early morning? Debating with his thoughts, he decided to follow instead to see if his assumptions were wrong or correct. Though he had a feeling he was already right.

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"Ah, I need to go to the bathroom. Wait for me?" you smiled widely and took a bite of the fruit before the leader walked out, leaving you alone in the clubroom. The others weren't here since it was a bit earlier than your usual morning activities. You smiled as you took a muffin, wrapping it up with the usual blue polko dotted wrapper before humming in satisfaction, clapping your hands in delight, happy by your own creation.

"Ah so it's you." you flinched and glanced at the doorway, only to see the 2nd year ace staring right towards you with bored looking eyes as you squeaked a bit before tilting your head to the side in curiosity.

"What's me?"

"The person that keeps giving me food." he answers, walking in with no hesitation at all before sliding the door close with his foot, still not taking his gaze off you. You widened your eyes in surprise, "How are you sure?" He raises a brow and lazily points at the wrapped muffin, which led to your confusion which he effortlessly noticed. "You use the same wrapper over and over again so it's obvious that it's from you." he bluntly replies before glancing back at your flusred red figure, great. You're caught, fantastic!

"Why bother?"

"Ca—"

"Cause you like me?"

"I—"

"Why didn't you just confess instead of baking?"

"Becau—"

"Its easier that way considering I would accept your Confession when you could've just told me it was you, right?"

"Hu—?"

"Right?" He repeated, your eye twitched in small annoyance. No wonder he claims himself as a realist, he's not hesitant to cut you off just for a question. Sometimes you don't even know how you fell in love with this guy, but at the same time, you don't regret it. "Are you done?" you asked quietly, raising a brow as he didn't answer and just stared at you, making you smile softly at his silence. Finally getting something you wanted him to do.

"Ah thank you i—"

"Aren't you gonna confess?" He asked, taking off his mask revealing a small grin. "Cause I'm ready." he points to his lips as you turned red, not even knowing if you were embarrassed or flustered by his rather blunt attitude and personality. "Eh? Aren't you a worried I wou—?"you stopped talking when you realised he didn't really care about anything other than getting you to confess your feelings.

"I'm supposed to be the one asking you questions. Not the other way 'round." he scolded, rolling his eyes as he didn't hesitate to place a finger on your chin, leaning closer with his eyes almost shutting close.

*SLAM*

"Hey L/n I'm bac—..s-sorry!"

THIS IS A OLD DRAFT AND NOW I'M CACKLING BECAUSE I HAD TK THINK FOR LIKE 10 DAYS STRAIGHT IF I SHOULD POST THIS OR NOT BMSJDHD