aaahh i have so many ideas but i'll only bother you with one more 😭 it's so hard to only write 1 sentence haha! ⛵nakaume <3
Umemiya entered Show Pub Ougi like a sunrise, cradling a box of this year’s generous harvest and cheerfully promising to share it with all his friends and allies -- at that moment, Nakamura, already swooning at his steady kindness, was prickled by the selfish, panicked thought that he would have to share the vegetables Umemiya had tended to and, worst of all, that he had just been friend‑zoned.
this is going to be the first time i'm writing for nakaume!!1! ヽ(° ∇ ° )ﾉ✨✨✨ i'm so happy to have a friend who likes them too!! (≧∇≦)/
Umemiya enters Show Pub Ougi like a sunrise, cradling a box of this year’s generous harvest and cheerfully promising to share it with all his friends and allies—and at that moment, Nakamura, already swooning at his steady kindness, is prickled by the selfish, panicked thought that he would have to share the vegetables Umemiya had tended to and, worst of all, the fact that he had just been friend‑zoned.
He follows and watches from a distance as Umemiya heads into the kitchen with everyone to show off each type of vegetable, cheerily telling them all the ways they could use them in dishes—and despite the little ache in Nakamura's chest, Umemiya's smile is just too contagious, his lips eventually curling up into a resigned, yet fond smile of his own.
When Umemiya finishes going through the box's contents, he turns his head left and right, seemingly searching, until his eyes land on Nakamura's and actually light up even more than they already are, hand pulling out a wrapped bentō from where Nakamura couldn't see inside the box, before walking towards him with a wide grin and handing it to him, saying, "And I made this bentō just for you, Nakamura!"
Almost instantly, Nakamura's heart rate picks up, eyes widening even as his hands automatically accept the bentō, glancing down at it and back up at Umemiya, his brain still struggling to catch up with the sudden turn of events—and the younger procceds to happily tell him about how he remembers that Nakamura likes gratin, and how this isn't gratin but he figured maybe he likes cheesy food, so he tried his hand at baking a vegetarian lasagna using the tomatoes and eggplants he harvested—until Nakamura finds himself dumbly blurting out, "I love you."
For a moment, Umemiya—among many others who were also in the kitchen—looks taken aback, cheeks turning slightly pink, before he lets out a bright, lovely laugh, rubbing his nape somewhat bashfully, saying, "You love it that much, huh?"
Nakamura swallows, realizing he was either misunderstood, or he might have accidentally put Umemiya on the spot—but with his heart now filled with hope, he responds with an earnest, vigorous nodding of his head, because yes, there's absolutely no way this won't be his favourite dish now if it'll keep reminding him of this precious look on the younger's face, and yes, he does love Umemiya that much.
sQUEEEE i actually think that turned out pretty well!!1! (≧∇≦)/✨❤✨❤✨ and now i'm craving both nakaume content and lasagna Σ(°口°) this was so enjoyable to write aaaaaa thank u sm for such a wonderful prompt!!1! (ﾉ^ヮ^)ﾉ*:・ﾟ✧
(send me an ask with one fanfic sentence and i'll try to write the next five!)
