You burst out laughing at his comment and doubled over him as the music stopped.
“You’re too much, Tenya,” you laughed, kissing his nose, then sitting back.
Before you could say anything else, the sound of hot water hitting an even hotter stove top snapped your attention towards it and you jumped off his lap to see what was happening in the kitchen.
“Shit,” you gasped, grabbing the dial to turn the temperature down as your pot of potatoes boiled over.
“Y/N?” lida called.
“Yeah, we’re good, don’t worry,” you called back, frantically blowing on the bubbles that were cascading down the side of the pot.
“I… may I please use your bathroom,” he asked with a blush as he walked into the kitchen.
“Yeah, go, it’s down the hall,” you replied, not
looking up at him as you worked to calm your angry pot of potatoes down.
He nodded and walked away, the extremely large tent in his pants going unnoticed by you as he disappeared off down the hall.
He was gone for a little while, but by the time he came back you had it all under control and were making a few extra things to add to the dinner.
“Do you require assistance?” lida asked bashfully as he reentered the kitchen.
“Nah,” you replied flippantly, waving your hand, “got it in the bag.”
He walked over behind you and wrapped his arm around your waist before bending his head to the nape of your neck and kissing you suddenly.
“W-What was that for?” you stammered in a flustered voice, trying to look back at him over your shoulder as his unsuspecting kiss caught you well off guard.
“I do find you very attractive and I wanted to let you know in a way that you would understand,” he stated, almost proud at his reasoning behind giving you a neck kiss.
“Umm, well… I-It worked,” you replied, suddenly feeling bashful in front of this man who just kissed you in such a vulnerable spot without even feeling flustered about it.
lida gave you a tight lipped smile and adjusted his glasses then gestured to the food you were making as he let go of your waist.
“This looks exquisite,” he said.
“It looks like shit, but it will pass,” you said with a chuckle.
“Your language, please,” lida chided gently.
“But it’s true. I don’t know how else to say it,” you replied, checking on the potatoes again.
A few minutes later and you were ready to go so you dishes everything up then grabbed some cutlery from the drawer and did your happy food dance as you carried everything over to the new lounge.
“Towel!” you said suddenly, “we need a towel! No one sits on the lounge with food until it’s covered.”
lida quickly took off down the hall and grabbed a towel from the cupboard then raced back and lay it out smoothly, making sure to cover the lounge completely.
“There,” he said proudly, “towel had been applied correctly.”
“Thank you, Tenya, you understand,” you said gratefully, sitting carefully down and handing lida his plate of food and a set of cutlery.
Unable to hold the items in both hands he decided to sit the plate on his lap and use his free hand to feed himself, looking awkward as hell.
“Here, let me feed you,” you offered, reaching for his fork and taking it from his hand, “want some macaroni in a POT?” you leered.
“I cannot eat this dish again without thinking of the lyrics to that song,” Iida shuddered, a light pink dusting his cheeks.
“It’s yum. Mrs Craig made it. I’d make an obscene comment about her and relating it to the WAP song but I won’t,” you teased.
“I do not even want to imagine what kind of crude comment you would make,” lida replied, gingerly opening his mouth for the food you were presenting to him.
“How’s your arm going, by the way? Are the physio and doctor happy with how it’s improving’?” you asked, changing subjects.
“Yes,” lida said then opened his mouth for you to put some more food in.
“When does the cast come off?” you queried.
lida quickly swallowed his food before replying, “the physio said it would be another few weeks before I could take any cast off completely but they now have 3D printed casts that are better for healing so I will be getting a printed cast on in 2 weeks time?”
“That’s so cool,” you replied with a mouthful, “what colour are you going to get?”
“Fluorescent orange,” he replied, “so that I can use it to direct students at school.”
You snorted with amusement, mouth still full of food.
“Why doesn’t that surprise me?” you mused through a half mouthful.
The first few days of that week were spent with you hanging out with lida and studying for the upcoming test at the end of the week.
lida insisted on listening to classical music while studying, so occasionally you would slip some kind of [fave genre] song into the mix or [fave band] or anything that had sexually explicit lyrics- just to mess with him. It was always a delight to see his face blush with embarrassment.
“You ready for the test today?” you asked lida as you walked to school together on the Friday.
“I am confident that I will be number one in the class,” he replied, pushing his glasses up higher on his nose and setting his face firmly.
“Yeah right, buddy, you just keep telling yourself that,” you replied teasingly.
“I am aware that certain bets are placed on these types of things so if I get top marks,” lida said, “would you consider accompanying me to the night festival a few weeks away?”
“That is the most polite bet I have ever heard anyone use,” you replied with a laugh, “usually you just demand what you want. Like my wager: if I get top marks, then you have to come shopping with me to walmart…. well here it’s called: Seiyu, it’s basically Walmart but Japan.”
lida shuddered, “the shop with chair legs missing,” he whispered with horror.
“You have PTSD over chair legs now,” you chuckled, “yeah, come and see how the rest of us live.”
“Y/N, as terrifying as your proposal is, I will shake on it. May the best student win,” he said astutely, turning and reaching his good hand to yours.
“Thanks, I plan on winning… again… like I always do… because no one can beat me, but whatever,” you replied with airy cheekiness.
lida gave you an amused look.
“Your confidence amuses me, Y/N,” he replied, shaking his head a little as you continued the last way to school.
The test was up first thing in the morning and you gave lick a confident smirk as he handed the paper back to you for you to take one.
“I’m gonna smoke you,” you whispered to him.
“I look forward to the challenge,” he replied.