Gris Rubion x cook! Reader
The new Exception
warnings: everyone is ooc, Gris, Enjin, me, even you 🫵. Cringe. SFW. Full of mistakes, probably.
notes: this sucks but I thought it was funny.
The Cleaners were an odd bunch. Despite many different talents joining their ranks, it was always funny to see some people were still surprised when they met the HQ's cook.
Responsible for making sure everyone under their roof had at least three meals a day when they weren't out and about with work, you were not a force to be reckoned with. The kitchen was your battlefield and feeding this rowdy bunch was no easy task, no one was pleasant to be around when hungry. So you were rather strict about those who could come and go from the kitchen while you were working.
The list was short, being able to count those with this “special clearance” in one hand. Corvus, the boss of the Cleaners who you had no desire to upset by forbidding his midnight snaking, Semiu, the scary secretary that seemed to like your company from time to time, and Dear Santa, the youngest cleaner who you couldn't help but sneak a snack to now and then.
These were your exceptions, always been, ever since you joined. So why is it that lately, some claim to have seen a certain Supporter coming and going from the kitchen as he pleases?
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For a few days now Enjin has felt a certain disturbance amongst the Cleaners, especially during dinner time. He doesn't know exactly what it is, but something is missing, something important, something big. It's going to eat him alive if he doesn't figure it out! It's on the tip of his tongue, it's-
“Hey where's Gris?” Rudo interrupts his thoughts, sitting next to him with his dinner and looking around for the Supporter.
Something clicks. “THAT'S IT! Where IS Gris?” Enjin says, now looking around too.
“I don't see Y/N either” Riyo says from in front of them.
You usually took your time talking to them after dinner was served, and Gris wouldn't miss dinner without a good reason, he loved your cooking, has said so multiple times before. Something was up, something Enjin could use as blackmail in the future. He sent an evil grin towards Riyo, who got the message right away. They both wolfed down their food and dragged a confused Rudo to the kitchen.
The sneaking in was always the easy part, the hard part was when they inevitably got caught. Countless times you have kicked out and even punished Cleaners and Supporters alike for thinking they could walk around in the kitchen without you noticing. Some thought your rules were stupid, but that's because they don't know how important and expensive everything in the kitchen was. Every ingredient, every tool, even the recipes you used cost a small fortune out there. Food, good food, was hard to find, the sweets they got for cheap were the tip of the trash heap. To adventure into the kitchen is like breaking into the most precious safe.
“I'll take you somewhere nicer next time.”
The Akuta trio froze behind the cabinet closest to the door. That was Gris' voice.
“I'll look forward to that.” you say, the sweetness in your voice unfamiliar to everyone but Gris.
The trio peaks over the counter.
“Holly Shit” Riyo whispers.
The main table in the kitchen was completely transformed into the perfect date setting, Unlit candles are scattered around a cloth covered table, wine glasses and plates for two neatly arranged confirms what they are witnessing. You and Gris are on a date! A secret one! And the way you two look at each other makes Rudo blush.
“We shouldn't be here!” He whispers shouts, earning a shushing from Riyo and Enjin.
“But this is nice too. As long as we can spend some time together, I don't mind what we do..” Your voice breaks through their panic, your words making Riyo sigh and Enjin gag.
“There is something missing though…”
Enjin notices too late when the tone in your voice gets dangerous. Using your vital weapon, you force them out of hiding.
“...Privacy” is the last thing they hear as they get thrown out of the kitchen.
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“Unbelievable. Are we really letting that clown train Rudo?” you say with a huff after locking the kitchen's entrance, to stop any more surprise guests.
“He's good to him.” Gris says with a smile.
He takes the chance to get closer to you so he can hold you in his arms. He traps you with his arms around your waist, and you blush when he leans down to plant a kiss on the corner of your lips. “Let's eat.”
Comments are appreciated. Thanks for reading :)
This idea was inspired by @justrandomlypassing
Dividers by strangergraphics
