Arms encircle Izuku's waist, and pull him to a muscular chest, stopping Izuku from grabbing what he needs to cook.
A kiss is placed on the top of his head amidst his curls before being replaced by a warm cheek. "What'cha makin' 'Zuku?"
"Some yakisoba. You can wash your hands and help me if you want?" Izuku responds, leaning into the embrace.
"I'd love that." Eijirou's arms tightened the littlest bit before unwinding from Izuku's waist.
Izuku hears his footsteps and the running of the faucet while he gathers vegetables and noodles, the spices and cookware.
Eijirou's hand rests on Izuku's waist and a kiss is placed upon the corner of his lips. "You do remember that I'm not Baku-bro?"
"That doesn't matter. I want to cook with you, and I'll help you if you need me too," he says matter-of-factly. And the earnestness in his voice worms its way into Eijirou's heart. It earns a squeeze to his waist from Eijirou's hand.
"That's..." He cuts off, trying to find the right words. "Thanks, 'Zuku."
The look of adoration on his face is soon replaced by one of determination. He draws out one of his white headbands before slipping his soft red hair back in one fluid motion.
Seemingly of their own accord, his hands close into fists and pump in the air in excited anticipation.
"So how do we start this? I'm so pumped up now! This is gonna be great!" He exclaimed.
His energy is contagious, Izuku's come to realize this long ago. It just comes easily to Eijirou, the ability to infect others with his excitement. Even now, Izuku matches Eijirou with a similar expression of excitement.
They work well together.
They work seamlessly and easily, not needing much talk between the two to understand what the other needs.
Only seldom does Eijirou slip with the knife on the cutting board, but thanks to his Quirk Izuku has no need to call in Recovery Girl. Eijirou smiles cheekily as he flashes his hardened fingers. The display earns a playful glare from Izuku on behalf of his startled nerves.
They divide the food between them to cook to their own liking.
"Aw, man. Not mushrooms! 'So unmanly, but I can't stand mushrooms." Eijirou had said as he pinched his face in mild disgust.
The endearing pout earns him gentle giggles and a strong pat on the back as Izuku grabs a second pan.
"Y'know, I'm glad."
Izuku catches a glance of Eijirou's eyebrows pinching together too, in addition to his still-there pout.
When Eijirou looks to the second pan Izuku continues. "I'm glad because. This way you can make yours the way you like and I can make mine how I like." Izuku grins. "I like mine with a 'lotta spice. Enough to have a real bite to it, y'know?"
Izuku gets lost in mumbling to himself when he brings up Hero analyses, but Eijirou is there to ground him back into focus. Eijirou nearly burns his food once as he gets caught up in theirs and their friends' battle strategies. Likewise, Izuku is there to keep Eijirou from ruining his own food.
When all's said and done. Their food looks and smells delicious. In the end, Eijirou swapped his share of mushrooms for Izuku's onions. And like Izuku said, Izuku's portion is well seasoned with red pepper flakes and black pepper.
All Eijirou manages to say to the scene is "manly", much to Izuku's pride and amusement.
The bite Eijirou shares of his to Izuku makes his mouth water from how savory it is. Whereas the bite Izuku shares back makes Einirou shout in surprise from the spiciness.
Laughter bubbles up from his chest as Izuku shouts back, "I told you!"
Izuku is only midly ashamed that he can't stop laughing as he watches Eijirou guzzle down a glass of milk.