Tuesday
Weather status: cold, light snow.
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You made it to class just in time before the bell rang.

Everybody was already their partners.
You pulled out your notebook from your backpack and walked over to Bakugou's desk and laid the notebook near him.

"Alright get up so we can get started."

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You preheated the over that sat a couple inches over from your culinary desk.
Turning the nob to: 350 degrees.

"Ok go get me a whisk, flour, baking powder, salt, butter and-"
Bakugou then cuts you off yelling
"Don't fucking order me around to do your shit."

You then dropped the book down on the table and do a deep huff while looking over to him with tired eyes pleading that he would cooperate.

He rolls his eyes and comprehends turning to the back of the room where some other students had gathered. Going under the cabinet to get the ingredients. Watching as he shouted at the other students to move out of the way.

"Has he no shame?"

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You had made Katsuki mix the ingredients one at a time.
Then combining the two bowls.
While you say reading the directions aloud while sitting in the bar stool.

You watched him mix the bowls until you took over.
You poked his side indicating for him to move over.
You took the whisk from him and started mixing the last bowl for him.

"Grab me a pan from under the counter and get some butter from the refrigerator"
You ordered.

"Why do we need more butter?"
He asked with an angry tone.

It prevents the batter from sticking to the pan."
You explain

"Hm"
Was all he said so he obliged and went to get the butter.

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You slid it in the oven and waited.
You took your phone from your pocket and started scrolling while the bake.

You then put your phone down and started a conversation.
"Do you want to come with me to your moms?"
You asked.

"Why?"
He said while leaning on the counter.

"Just cause, you know the way, and why not have you tag along."
You say while resting your face in your hand.

"Whatever, that's fine."

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The cake timer had chimmed which caught your attention.You rummaged through the drawer to find an oven mit.
You placed the pan on a towel that had been placed on the counter earlier.
You sit the pan down, and let it cool down.

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You slipped the cake out of pan while katsuki watching from the seat you were previously sitting in.

You took a knife, and carefully cutting off the top and shaping up the edges.
Placing the scraps in a clean bowl to the side.
You rest your elbow on the top of the counter waiting for his response.
He then reaches over to grabs a piece of scrap cake from the bowl.

"It's good."
He says.

He then takes another piece from bowl.

"Do you want any?"

"No you probably put rat poison in it while I wasn't-"

He rolled his eyes and before he gently takes your face into his hand and feeds you a piece of the cake.

You were so shocked about what was happening you forgot to savor the taste of the cake.

Then your eyes lit up.

"Wow! It is good!"
You complement.

He lets go of your face and sits back down on the stool. And you take another piece of the cake from the bowl.

"I thought you didn't know how to bake?!"

"I don't."

"It taste so different!"

"I just followed what you said"

You placed the cake inside a closed lid container.

"You're so cute..."

"Wait what the fuck?"

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