Character(s): Kuroo Tetsuro, Sugawara Koshi (briefly Sawamura Daichi)
Pairing(s): implied DaiSuga
AU details: Cawfee
Summary: High school friends have no boundaries
Character(s): Sugawara Koshi, Azumane Asahi, Nishinoya Yuu (briefly Sawamura Daichi)
Pairing(s): brief mentions/implied AsaNoya and DaiSuga
Prompt: none but written for Nishinoya’s birthday~
AU details: Cawfee
Summary: Nishinoya Yuu was not even remotely how he expected
Working as a chef for an organic food catering company hadn’t exactly been what Flynn pictured his 20s would be like but he honestly had no complaints. It was a good, steady job and he had always enjoyed cooking. He hadn’t expected what had originally just been a means of feeding himself to turn into a job but he liked the environment. The kitchen he worked in was nice, he got to try out new recipes and be creative about his cooking and he had always liked the image of people enjoying his work.
Plus, he had great coworkers here and that alone was a good enough reason to stay. It was pretty rare when you got along with the majority of your peers.
Currently, he is working on the last of a big order. The function today was for a wedding and the bride had been very particular about how she wanted the food prepared. The restriction was something that Flynn could have lived without but he’d always been weak to stuff like this. The idea of cooking for a wedding was romantic and the thrill of that was enough.
As he works, he is busy chatting away with one of the servers who worked on the weekends. She was younger than him but she had a level of honesty that Flynn couldn’t help but come to for advice from time to time.
“So? What do you think?”
“You’re an idiot.”
Jaw dropping, Flynn puts down his wooden spoon and waves a hand. “What? Are you kidding me? You clearly weren’t listening right.”
“I was,” Mina replies, stacking a full container of prepared food onto another and rolling her eyes. “And you’re still an idiot. You should have ran the moment she joked about meeting her parents,” She pauses for dramatic effect. “Who live all the way in Mexico.”
“She was joking about buying that plane ticket! It shows she’s spontaneous! You can’t base someone off a first date alone.” Flynn frowns, defensive. “She could have tons of good qualities.”
Mina stares at him for a long moment, long enough for Flynn to feel the awkward silence of his reply. However, when he opens his mouth to try and rephrase his words, Mina quickly cuts in. “Look, Flynn, I don’t buy into your whole weird grand romance thing. I don’t think love is something that just happens and – boom – perfection. Everybody has something that initially attracts them to another. That whole love at first sight nonsense is essentially accurate.”
“But you just said-”
“In the sense that the moment you look at someone, you see something that you like. It could be something physical, like their hair or legs, or maybe it’s an activity, like you see them reading your favourite magazine or buying a cup of coffee.”
“Really? Coffee does it for you?” Flynn smirks, picking up his spoon again and carefully stiring the vegetables he’s currently cooking. Adding a couple spices, he continues to work as he listens.
“Shut up.” Mina scowls. “The point is that what you see might be what you fall in love with but it’s not what keeps you together. This girl is clearly a bad fit for you. Don’t call her and try again.”
“How do you know she’s a bad fit for me? That girl could be my future wife!”
“Because you just used the term future wife for a girl who burst into tears when you told her you were 22.”
“She said 22 was a bad year for her! Her family cat died.”
“… Do you listen to yourself? No, you cannot be with somebody who is that emotional. I’m sure she would be a good fit for somebody else but you need somebody stable.” Mina points at him. “Repeat after me – stable.”
“… But she was really cute.” Flynn protests.
“Do not call her.” She replies, making sure to enunciate each word.
Flynn sighs loudly, letting his head fall back before he moves to turn off the stove and set his frying pan onto the opposing burner. “I’m never gonna find a girlfriend at this rate. Every girl that’s perfect is either in a relationship or gay.”
“Preaching to the choir.” Mina shrugs a shoulder. “Well, except swap gay for straight. It sucks but you can’t give up. You’ll find her.”
“Maybe.” Flynn grumbles, scooping the vegetables into the large awaiting container. “Alright, this one’s done. You can take it.”
“Perfect.” Mina smiled, sealing the lid over it firmly and scooping it into her arms. She adds it to her stack then and lifts them all up at once.
Flynn watches her a moment before he reaches back to start untying his apron. “Here, let me help-”
“Flynn Yi, if you take off that apron, I will be forced to do something drastic. I’m not dainty. Get back to work.” Mina snaps, scowling him like she is daring him to try it.
Flynn’s hands falter and he chuckles. “Sorry, habit.”
“You should break that habit or I’m gonna start punching you in the gut every time I see you mistaking pity for chivalry.”
“Alright, alright, I’ll work on it. But, seriously, do they have enough helpers over there? I’m just heading home after this anyway.”
“We’ve enough people and Judy is loaning us her van if we need to grab anything for emergencies. You know, in case the bride decides to have a melt down about the cutlery or something.” She nods toward the door.
Flynn chuckles again. “Can’t have that happen again.”
“Exactly. Now I have to head over there but, to recap, what are we not going to do?” Mina questions.
“Call her.” Flynn sighs. “I won’t call her.”
“I’m serious. Don’t do it. You make terrible relationship decisions.”
“Ouch.” Flynn clutches his chest with a smile. “Well, thanks for hearing me out.”
“Always happy to slap some sense into you.” She grins. “You still coming out for drinks tomorrow night?”
“You bet. Probably drag my brother along; kid never goes out alone.”
“Isn’t he older than you?”
“By a few months. Shut up.” Flynn rolls his eyes.
Mina grins, amused. “Alright, see you then.”
“Later.” He simply raises his hand, flicking his fingers slightly before she finally leaves the kitchen.
FIN ★ ☆ ★ Constructive critique always welcome!