𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐙𝐨𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬 <𝟑

𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬.

Requested !
Tw: knife play | blood kink | mentions of cuts
Please click away if you're easily triggered

"when is it gonna be done, I'm hungry..." you pouted, looking up at Hange as she stirred the food with a rubber spatula

"Well if you could help me, maybe it'll be quicker" she chuckled.

"You know what happened when I tried cooking the last time-" you jumped up on the kitchen countertop, watching her lower down the heat of the stove to cut vegetables next to you.

"Instead of making steak, you decided to nearly cook the whole house, right?" She laughed at the memory while you playfully argued that it was your first time

"Isn't that burning you by now?" You asked in shock, watching her drop the garlic into the very oily pan that was splashing once it made contact.

"Not really, you get used to it once in a while, you know? I mean you should try it instead of watching me do all the work" she laughed once more, going to the sink to wash off the knife that was covered in garlic

"hey ! I do all the dishes when we're done eating! you know, you should use less utensils when making just pasta." She came back with with some fresh parsley

"You know, you shouldn't try burning down the house when cooking steak" she joked back making you lightly punch her in the shoulder.

You rolled her eyes at her as she just continued to chop the parsley, making some pieces land on your thighs.

"Sorry bout that" she took the tip of the knife and brushed the parsley off of your thigh in a swift motion. "There ya go!"

You stared blankly at the area she had the knife on.

You thought about how dangerous that must've been. How she would've accidentally cut your thigh if she made one wrong move.

Hange glanced at you realizing how quiet you were as she saw you stare deeply at your thigh with a pink face

"Y/n, you good?" You completely disregard your thoughts as you looked a bit confused, but then looked at Hange as she seemed a bit concerned

"Uh, yeah! I'm good!" you smiled, watching her hold the knife

"Sorry, i probably scared you, didnt i? I didn't mean it, I'm sorry again"

She looked apologetic which made you feel bad.

"No! I wasn't scared, just wasn't expecting that, that's all!" You smiled again, reassuring her that she did nothing wrong

She let out a small 'mm' noise as she went back to chopping the last few portions of the parsley before she added half of it onto the sauce.

"Hey Hange.." you quietly called out

"hm?"

"Can you do that again?" You seemed to like the feeling of being in a state of fear under someone's gaze as they held some sort of weapon to you.

"B-but y-y/n!-"

"No. Do it, please." You grabbed them by their wrist to where the knife was in.