Sweets [Makoto Tachibana x Reader] Valent!Special

A/N: Yes, I know it's still September. HOWEVER, it's always Valentine's Day in my head okay. LOOOL. 

After countless hours of baking and whisking… You packaged your deliciously well-made strawberry shortcake, red velvet cupcakes and rose flavoured Macarons into a nicely hand-made, decorated, Valentine’s theme box. At least, that is what you're trying to tell yourself. 

It was your first time baking and having an actual Valentine's. It was hard for you to bake, since you knew baking wasn't your... let's just say your specialty. But how could you dare show up at your boyfriend’s place without any gifts. After all, being invited over for a romantic dinner, prepped and prepared by your one and only does speak of desserts and gifts right? And knowing you, this was your first time ever attempting to bake professionally, SO fingers crossed! But if you were to be brutally honest with yourself, you used a blender to mix all the ingredients and not a mixer... You barely measured your ingredients accurately because you followed your fellow YouTube tutorial, 'this ain't bout no measuring life'. Because you decided it would be amazing to watch iJustine's cooking video and referred to it since she said her method tasted good. You believed it. Though now, you regretted it entirely and now trying to tell yourself that your sweets looked wonderful.

With only 10 minutes to spare before departing, you began throwing on your red knitted sweater that had a couple of hearts in the middle to represent Valentine's Day, while throwing on a pair of black leggings and a pair of black high knee boots, accessorized with a black scarf and a black knitted toque. You made your way over to Makoto's house. 

As you began walking down the pathway, you couldn’t stop thinking about what you guys were going to do after eating. You certainly wanted to cuddle and maybe watch a romantic movie... However, you couldn't let the dirty thoughts slip your mind. Both of you were over 18…. A blush crept onto your cheeks. Wait, now's not the time to be thinking about that. What if he poops his pants because my sweets are too... disgusting???? Wait... What? I should be thinking that these sweets ARE THE BEST!

In response, you shook your head and threw away the indecent suggestions AND insecure thoughts about your baking that your conscious mind was telling you. As you made your way up the steps and to his door. You quickly looked at the reflection of the side window that reflected your appearance. You gracefully propped your hair back in place neatly and made some major check ups on your face to ensure there wasn't anything embarrassing presented. You promptly checked over the gift bag and made sure everything was in place. 

There, you were ready. You knocked on his door.

“This is it... If he gets diarrhea tonight... I'll be sure to label myself, the best baker ever alive.” ... Sarcasm intended.

You couldn't stop your fingers from fidgeting as the bag of sweets hung onto your forearm. You just couldn't stop your brain from imagining the worst case scenario. "Oh my god... I don't want him to get diarrhea."

However, before you could even come up with a solution to anything. Makoto had already opened the door with a cheeky grin. "(Name), you're here! Early too!"

As he welcomed you into his household, you were soon to be accompanied by his protective arms that you easily could have melted against. "Y-Yeah... Here I am..." You tried your best to sound a little excited. Though, of course you were excited to be here, but not really excited to feed him your sweets. Why did I fool around and not take baking class seriously?!

Makoto released you from his arms and welcomed you towards the dinner table.

“Happy Valentine’s Day, (Name)!!” Makoto cheered, presenting you with a beautifully decorated dinner table that was neatly covered with a red table cloth, each opposing side of the table was accessorized with serviette's that were nicely folded into a shape of a crown. The serviette's were garnished with square plates and appeared on top it was a side of coleslaw and broccoli. The main dish consist of (well done/mediumrare/rare) steak for you, and medium rare for himself. The aroma of the premium quality steak spoke of lemon grass and garlic. You couldn't wait to indulge into that lump of meat.

As for decorations, candles were lit and in the middle of the middle laid a wine bottle bucket, red wine.

Your eyes sparkled, while your mouth gaped in awe. Makoto really did presented himself nicely and diligently for today.

"Makoto... This is amazing!" You wrapped your arms around his mid-waist and stared up at him. "Thank you so much for putting all this together for this day!" 

He gave you a little peck and smiled. "Yeah, of course!"

*** AFTER DINNER ***

Now you felt a little uneasy... You glanced down at your side and stared at the little gifts. They were in no way amazing compared to this. The wonderful dinner Makoto had prepped for you and the amount of effort he used to create such a romantic day for you. And yet... You had to give him... these sweets... That were made using a blender....

You grabbed the bag of sweets and closed your eyes shut. This caught Makoto's attention.

Lord, please give me your blessing.

"I made you s-something!" You stuttered a bit, with a blush. Makoto's smile widened into a lovely gasped. That smile of his crushed you. Oh my lord, what if this taste like crap and ofkjdshfdshfsdfsd....

Out of no where, Makoto presented you with a bouquet of roses and a teddy bear holding heart. You almost fainted. “I got you something too! I love you, (Name).” He walked over to you and whispered in your ears.

You couldn't believe this guy. You could feel the butterflies arising from your stomach. He has done so much for you. First the food, now gifts...

As you received your roses and teddy bear in your arms. You hid behind them in embarrassment. You shifted your sweets over to Makoto and as he opened them. He gasped a little.

Lord, don't tell me he's physically experiencing a stroke from just looking at it...

He chuckled.

"They're very lovely, (Name)." 

You peeked in between the roses and watched him place the box of sweets down. "I wouldn't trade anything more than the amount of effort and love you had put into this."

He snuck his arms around your waist and pulled you up. He gently placed the teddy bear and the bouquet of roses onto the table. His lips slowly enticed yours while you wrapped your arms tightly around him. 

What a moment to never forget. 

"So... If you get some bowel disruption... Are you gonna still love me?"

“Haha, I love you no matter what, (Name)."

"... I love you too, Makoto!"

And in reality, the macarons weren't entirely round, but they were rough, cracked, and feetless due to over beating. The shortcakes didn't have a soft pound cake base, but a hard base due to over-mixing in the blender. And finally, the red velvet cupcakes... Turned out to be cupcakes, but.. Of course, it was drenched in butter due to not measuring properly. 

But Makoto loved all of it. He knew you poured your heart into it. He loves it all. Because your flaws were what made him attracted to you.

And by far, he wouldn't give you up for anything, especially not someone who can bake or cook. They ain't you.




** EXTENDED ENDING

"O-Oh my... " 

"I AM SOOOOO SORRY. I DIDN'T MEAN TO. OH MY GOD, ARE YOU GOING TO HAVE DIARRHEA?!"

"..."

"YOU CAN SPIT IT OUT. OMG."

"No, I won't s-spit it out... I-It's wonderful. I-I lov--........" 

"..."

"..."

".... N-N-Noooo.... RAN, REN!! SOMEONE CALL A DOCTOR OH MAH GAHD." 



A/N: LMFAO, THIS AIN'T ABOUT NO MEASURING LIFE. I got this idea from my head, obviously. But I've been watching a lot of her cooking videos (iJustine) and of course, she's just trolling. I thought it would be funny to maybe mix it in a fanfic? I hope you enjoyed it. Thank you for reading, comments and faves are highly appreciated! (: