Baking with Satoru wasn’t something for the weak minded. See, he had to need to make you sit down and not do anything. His words being ‘sit still and look pretty’, while he did all hard cooking.

“Hey! No touching,” Satoru said, as he stuck his tongue out. He hit your hand away as you tried and grabbed a spoon. He would not allow your help. Satoru wanted to do this alone. He was stubborn like that.

These were cookies purely made by his hand and love. He would not allow any help whatsoever. You quickly realized that. You settled to watch Satoru bake. He had your apron on, and some flour on his nose.

“Here, try some,” Satoru murmured, grabbing a spoonful of cookie dough and guiding it into your mouth. He smiled at your reaction, Satoru finally started getting balls of dough and placed them on a cookie sheet. Then, finally, it was placed in the oven.

Satoru looked very proud of himself, “These will be delicious, since I made them.” he declared, his face was smug. Those azure eyes bright with pride. You landed a good man, he was willing to do anything for you.