You were abandoned by your family and left on the streets until Soma's dad found you. Now you live with them and cook with them. What happens when Soma's dad sends you to a culinary school with Soma?
yukihira soma x fem!reader
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13 years old
I fell asleep again. After school, I would pass out and wake up hours later. I yawn and roll out of bed. The smell of beef stew lured me to the kitchen. I see Soma with a spoon in his hand. I wipe my eyes and let out another yawn. My stomach growls.
"I knew you were going to come eventually." Soma looks at me, smirking.
"I smell food, I come. I'm a normal, hungry person." I press my lips together.
"I know. Here. Try it." He places out a bowl. I guess he did know I was coming because he already had it prepared.
"Where's Joichiro?" I ask whilst picking up a spoon.
"Dad said he had to pick up a few things. He'll be back in a few minutes, I think. I made this for him to try. Not you."
"You still prepared a bowl for me so..." I finally taste it and my eyes widen. It's actually better than I expected. And I always expect the best from Soma's food if that says anything.
"So, how is it?" He smiles, looking at the bowl then at me. I close my eyes, press my lips together and give him an OK gesture. He sits across from me.
"Amazing. Like always..." My voice stops short as I notice the way he's looking at me.
We look at each other and share this moment of silence. The smell of beef stew still lingers in the air. He grabs something and moves closer. Why is he... what is he about to do? He looks down at my lips, moving closer.
"Stupid. Can you not eat without getting stuff around your mouth?" He wipes something off of my lip and we make eye contact. I feel my cheeks burn from embarrassment. And here I thought...
The sound of a door slamming shut cuts off my thoughts. Soma's dad is home.
"What's that I smell?" His voice booms and I stand up. I look at Soma once before grabbing my bowl and walking away. And I feel my heart slamming against my chest.
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This morning I woke up feeling sick. My heartbeat felt faster than usual, my face warm, and a flip-floppy feeling in my stomach. Maybe it's because I was outside the other night chatting with Soma in the cold air.
And he gave me his jacket. It's in my closet now. I need to return it. If I remember, I'll give it to him sometime today.
I wonder how he is feeling. Hopefully, not sick. He has to be strong for the semifinals. Because I lost, one of us has to win. I want him to win.
I look up at the ceiling in my room and I realize something. As soon as I woke up, I thought about Soma.
