Taichi Nanao X Reader Fluff

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~Taichi Can't Open Tomato Sauce~

"Hey, are any of you hungry?" Banri sighed throwing his arms behind his head. My stomach growled loudly in response.

"Uh, a little" I awkwardly laughed.

"A little?" Banri sat up raising his eyebrows. "Your stomach sounds like a pack of angry wolves" I giggled and rubbed my stomach.

"Okay more than a little"

"Hey guys, I'm home!" A familiar voice shouted. Loud thumps echoed in the entryway as they kicked off their shoes and even louder thumps as they ran into the lounge area.

"Hey Taichi" I smiled.

"(Y/N!)! Your home early?"

"Today's meeting got canceled" I sighed. "Sakyou was busy so he canceled. But when one of us in busy, Noooo!" Taichi giggled and flung himself onto the couch next to me.

"Guess what! I learned how to make pasta in my home economics class" He bit his lip holding back a smile. He looked extremely proud of himself.

"You'll have to make it for us sometime" I patted Taichi on the shoulder.

"How about right now?" Banri groaned from across the room. "I'm starving"

"How about I make it for dinner tonight!" Taichi stood up from the couch with enthusiasm. He took a running head start and slid on his socks to the kitchen. "I think we have everything. (Y/N) can you check?"

I stood up and stretched my arms over my head before quietly walking over to the kitchen. "Hmm" I rubbed my chin gazing in the kitchens pantry. "What kind of pasta do you plan on making?"

Taichi hovered behind me looking over my head to see what was in the pantry. "Well, my class made Naporitan"

"Really?" I turned around grinning. "That's one of my favorite's"

"Then I'm happy to make it for you" Taichi winked. "A-And for the others" He added on after a pause, blushing.

"I'm pretty sure we have everything" I looked away thinking. "Noodles, tomato sauce, onions, mushrooms, peppers, sausage, bacon, tabasco sauce" I ticked off the ingredients on my fingers.

"Perfect! I'm going to try and make it all by myself. No help." Taichi crosses his arms across his chest and nodded.

"Are you sure? I could help you."

"Only if I absolutely need it"

"Alright" I shook my head. "You know how picky the boys in this house are about food" He laughed and nodded his head.

"Yeah, I get it. I'll try my best!" I giggled at his excitement and ruffled his red hair leaving the kitchen.

~Later that day~

Everyone had decided to play card games in the lounge while Taichi prepared dinner. Well, minus Sakyo. It'd been about thirty minutes since Taichi started dinner and I swore I could smell something burning. In short I was worried...

"Hey? Earth to (Y/N)?" A hand waved in front of my face. I snapped my gaze back to the cards realizing I'd been spacing out.

"You okay?" Omi smiled dropping his hand back down to his lap. "You seem worried"

"Nah, I'm good" I brushed off his concern.

"Uhh, (Y/N)!" Everyone looked up as a shrieked pierced through our comfortable chatter.

"Coming!" I stood up with lightning speed and dashed into the kitchen. "Taichi?! Are you alright?" I gasped at the sight in front of me.

He was wearing my cooking apron and holding a spoon covered in tomato sauce. Along with the spoon he, himself, was covered in sauce.

"The tomato jar kinda exploded" He muttered and looked at his feet. I giggled and grabbed his hand that wasn't holding the spoon between mine.

"It's alright Taichi, don't be embarrassed. I'll help you clean yourself up" He looked up at me and raised an eyebrow.

"I'm not a child (Y/N)" He smirked attempting to be mad.

"I know" my sentence was interrupted by loud bubbling from the stove. I whipped my head to the side to see the water for the pasta was about to boil over. I slid across the hardwood floor and jerked my hand towards the stoves burner switch. I flipped it to low heat and sighed in relief.

"But," I panted turning around, "everyone needs help sometimes" I pulled open a drawer full off kitchen towels grabbing one. I rushed over to the sink and ran water on the cloth and rushed over to Taichi. "Better get that cleaned off before it dries"

I reached up rubbing the towel on Taichi's face. "So how did it explode?"

"Well, it wouldn't open..." He blushed. "And once I pulled hard enough it just well...popped in my face" I giggled and got the last of tomato sauce off his face. I reached up on my tiptoes to get the tomato sauce out of his hair and realized it would mess up his hair style.

"Taichi? This is probably gonna mess up your hair" I sighed and stood on my flat feet again.

"It's alright" He ruffled my hair and crouched down so it was easier for me to clean his hair. I ran the towel through his spiky red locks making them stick up. Once I cleaned most of the tomato sauce out of his hair I ran the clean side of the towel along his head slicking it back.

"There" I grinned and backed away from Taichi. He stood up and ran a hand over his hair. "It looks good on you" His face flushed at my compliment.

"Let's finish cooking" He ignored my compliment and stripped off my apron.

"Aww, Taichi" I reached forward running a hand over his shoulder. His shirt was covered in tomato sauce as well. "Shoot, take it off now and I'll try to get the stain out of it"

"Right....now?" Taichi paused and flushed again his ears turning red.

"I'll turn around if you want" I blushed and rubbed my forearm.

"N-no! it's alright" He sighed and grabbed the hem of his t-shirt pulling it over his torso. He was surprisingly toned for a teenager. His pecs we're defined and his ribs stood out but not because he was skinny. His abs were defined and stood out as well.

"(Y/N)?" Taichi questioned looking away from me. He held out his shirt towards me.

"Ahh, sorry!" I blushed and grabbed his t-shirt. "I'll get you a new shirt on my way back. Just watch the noodles!" I shouted on my way out of the kitchen.

"(Y/N)? Why do you have a shirt?" Tsuzuru raised an eyebrow looking up from his game of trash.

"Don't have time to talk!" I winked and rushed up the up the stairs. After spraying Taichi's shirt and grabbing him a new one I headed back into the kitchen. Taichi was leaning on the stove back facing me. His shoulder blades stuck out from his back and water from his wet hair dripped down his bicep muscles. My face flushed at the sight.

"Uh-here" I gulped and bit my lip standing behind Taichi.

"Thanks" He quickly pulled the new shirt over his head and poured the finished pasta into a strainer. After it cooled he began distributing it onto plates. I drizzled tomato sauce on the portioned pasta and dropped on the toppings Taichi had cut up earlier.

"(Y/N)?" Taichi stopped mid-distributing the pasta. "Do girls like guys who cook?" His ears went red and his ocean blue eyes flicked up to meet mine.

"I do" I smiled and nudged him. "I don't know about other girls but it's pretty attractive when guys know how to cook"

"If every time we cook is exactly like this, I'll always cook for you" Taichi grinned and nudged me back.