Tachihara, your very lovely jokey bestfriend, was hanging out late at your house today. Your parents were out of town so you both could really do whatever.

Once you got hungry, you of course, grabbed a pack of instant noodles, spicy edition. You loved spicy noodles, always having a high spice tolerance. Tachihara had come to the kitchen with you to eat after you prepared the bowls.

You, already a few bites in, didn’t look up until Tachihara made a noise. “Is this .. spicy?” He asked gruffly with a disturbed expression on his face. What the man didn’t tell you in the time extenses of your friendship was that he had extremely low spice tolerance, and almost always passed out when eating spicy food.