𝓐 captain’s recipe
Daichi and Sugawara's apartment smelled like sugar—warm yet sweet enough to make the rainy evening more gentle. The kitchen lights hummed and glowed gold across countertops, reflecting off bowls filled with crepe batter and a ridiculous amount of strawberries Daichi insisted on buying during their last grocery visit.
Outside, the rain continued to patter softly against the window. While inside, the couple spent the evening baking crepes together.
“Daichi, tell me why we needed this many?” Sugawara asked, rinsing the strawberries with precise ease. Daichi looked up from the pan and crossed his arms “Because,” he said with a small shrug “you mentioned liking strawberries once Kōshi, I remembered.” “I said I ‘liked’ strawberries, not that I wanted to open a creperie, Officer Sawamura.” Sugawara teased.
“Plus,” Daichi added after a beat “they were on sale.”
The pan sizzled softly as the crepe slowly began to set, its edges lifting and turning into a golden brown color. Then, a sweet aroma fills the kitchen “Smells good, huh?” Daichi asked. Sugawara glanced over his shoulder and smiled “Mm… it smells amazing!”
Something warm settled in Daichi’s chest when Sugawara smiled.
His gaze lingered on Sugawara’s soft features. He noticed the flour dusted on the right side of his cheek; how his hands were still damp after washing the strawberries.
Daichi didn’t realize he was staring for too long until Sugawara tilted his head slightly.
“What?” Sugawara asked, still smiling. “Ah- ehem. You’ve got some flour on your face.” Daichi said too quickly “Here, hold still and let me get it for you.” Slowly, he brought up his fingers and brushed away the flour on Sugawara’s cheek. “There.”
For a moment, only the soft hiss of batter in the pan filled the kitchen air. Sugawara didn’t move right away and neither did Daichi. It wasn’t because he didn’t hear him clearly, no, it was because his hand was still hovering near the right side of his cheek.
“Oh?” Sugawara finally said, voice lighter than before “I didn’t notice, thank you.” Daichi cleared his throat and pulled his hand back. “You’re welcome.” A pause. “Though, we shouldn’t get too distracted Daichi, we might burn the crepe!” Daichi blinked once “Right-!” He turned around just in time, slid the spatula underneath and flipped the crepe with ease.
Sugawara laughed quietly beside him, “Close call.” “Yeah, yeah.” Daichi muttered, though the tips of his ears had a faint pink tint now.
The next few minutes passed by quickly, Sugawara continued to slice strawberries into neat pieces while Daichi worked on the batter. “Hey, Daichi?” “Hm?” “You know, buying all these strawberries wasn’t such a bad idea.” Daichi glanced over “Told you so.”
“Don’t get too smug now.” Sugawara said as he held a strawberry between his fingers. “We still have plenty left.” Sugawara added “Then,” Daichi replied “we’ll just eat them tomorrow and the day after that.” Sugawara shook his head fondly “Hah, unbelievable.”
And as Daichi started preparing another crepe while Sugawara started whipping up some whipped cream beside him, the apartment felt even warmer than it had at the start of the evening.
