I Don't Understand you pt. 2 || Tsukishima Kei Story

The yodelling pickle is real

Y/n's pov

"Ta-dah!" I exclaim presenting a bento to Kei. "Open your eyes now."

"It looks edible," he says.

"I know right, isn't this the best bento you've ever seen?" I ask.

"Did you cut out a seaweed thong for those rice balls?" he asks.

"Well I figured because you make my Bentos all custom for me with things I like, it'd be nice if I were to do the same," I say. "You like it?"

"Sesame seeds for a few beauty marks and salmon for stretch marks?" he asks.

"Uh-huh," I nod my head. "Do you like it?"

"Do I like it?" he asks. "You're asking me if I like this?"

If he says anything mean, I might actually cry.

"Yes Kei, I'm asking you if you like it," I say. "Don't look at it like that."

"I love it," he says.

Score.

"Oh thank god," I sigh in relief. "I thought you were gonna go Gordan Ramsay on my ass."

"Hold it," he says. "I'm taking a picture."

"Ew, don't take a picture of me," I say. "And not with this bento."

"I don't care," he says. "I'm taking a photo."

"Why?" I ask. "This is stupid."

"Smile," he says.

"I'm not smiling for shit," I say. "I'll kick you."

"You were just smiling," he says. "Bring it back for a second."

"No," I say. "This bento is depressing."

*meow*

"Your cat wants you to smile," he says.

"Ew no," I say. "Just eat it."

"Come on babe," he says. "Smile for me."

That's not fair.

"Well that was easy," he laughs looking down at the photo. "Okay now one for my mom, cover up the ass with the katsu."

"You tricked me into smiling," I say moving around the food.

"I just said a word," he says. "Not my fault."

"Okay there," I smile. "Take the photo then sed it to Akina."

"And you have no problem smiling for my mom," he says as he takes the photo.

"Yeah, because I love your mom," I say.

"Wow, how kind," he rolls his eyes.

"And I love you too," I say. "That's why I made you food."

"But we don't know if it tastes bad or not," he says. "You taste it first."

"What? No," I say. "You taste it first."

"No, I'm not going to," he says. "You first."

"I made it for you Kei," I smile. "Please just eat it, I worked hard, please."

"Don't make that face at me," he says. "I'm not eating it until you do."

"Please, please, please Kei," I say. "I won't ask for anything else."

"It's just a bento," he says. "You eat it."

"Please," I say.

"..." he glances between me and the bento. "Fine."

"Yay, I'll get you chopsticks," I say shoving the box into his hand. "Okay here."

"What do you want me to eat first?" he asks.

"Eat the katsu," I say. "I did that all by myself."

"Yeah, that's why I'm worried," he says. "Because I wasn't watching you make it."

"I promise you won't die," I say. "Just eat it."

"Fine," he says.

"How is it?" I ask as I watch him chew. "Is it good?"

Thinking about it, I probably look like a creep right now.

"It's actually good," he says. "I'm surprised."

"No surprise there," I say. "I knew that it'd be perfect."

"Yeah sure," he rolls his eyes. "Of course you did."

"Don't worry about it," I say. "I'll bring you one to school tomorrow, do you have a spare after lunch?"

"Yeah," he says.

"Good, then we'll have time to eat," I say. "Just like in those k and j dramas."

"Your life isn't either of those," he says.

Not yet.

"Shhh," I say. "We're gonna be just like Sun-oh and Jo-io from love alarm."

"Didn't Jo-io break up with Sun-oh?" he asks. "And get with his best friend?"

"Uh... The Netflix isn't done yet," I say. "We don't know what's gonna happen."

"I guess so," he says.

I legit left this chapter and came back to it more than five times smh.

-Crouton