She's Definitely Proud Of Him Too!! - Tumblr Posts

agatha feels... extremely proud and happy that he was really putting the cookbook to good use. not that she assumed nnoitra would simply let it collect dust on a shelf, it was just... well, she made a gift for him and he was using it!! talk about feeling useful. it makes her wiggle in the booth a little, unable to contain her happiness and excitement, though agatha soon manages to calm herself.

" really? that honestly makes me so happy. i've tried the same recipe multiple times! there's some i think i've made so many times i have all the ingredients and measurements stored right up here. " agatha lightly taps her temple with her finger, a soft giggle leaving her. " i hope we can cook together more often, especially since i have more energy for it these days. " would she sound like an asshole for assuming she would be doing most of the cooking if the date is successful and they get into a relationship? it was just, well, it wasn't anything against him, agatha just knows he really enjoys her cooking.

" oh, don't be ashamed about your first scrambled eggs. " agatha snorts, shaking her head. " you should've seen one of the times i made grilled cheese. i had the heat too high on the burner and i got distracted with something else. one side was almost completely black and it even left a perfect bread-shaped imprint of burnt bread on the pan. " she tells him with a giggle, her hand rubbing her neck. she was still a little embarrassed about that, but if there was any time to learn to not be distracted while cooking, it was that one. " it wasn't particularly fun to scrape off the burnt bits off the pan. "

even while nnoitra had finished eating, agatha was still making her way through her burger and first milkshake. it was all quite filling, so she wanted to pace herself a little more. she's almost done, though.

she glances back up at nnoitra after wiping her mouth with her napkin. her head tilts slightly. " there is something i always wanted to ask you, pretty much since the day i met you, but i guess i was worried it'd come off as being too nosy or pressing on something that might be a personal topic. " agatha says, straightening up, her gaze flickering to the eye covered by the eyepatch. " what... did happen to your eye? " she asks now, sipping her milkshake. " obviously, if you don't want to tell me, you don't have to. i won't pry! "

One of the notable things about their time spent together, that Nnoitra hadn't even thought about until now, was that he could actually make her laugh. He was not a funny guy, even though he could crack jokes ( as long as he was in a good mood ). None of his other friendships involved him making the other person laugh, at least he didn't think so.

He thought about this while he ate the burger, and the onion rings. He was a pretty quick eater unfortunately, so even with the size of the meal, it wouldn't take him long to finish. Not that he needed to pace himself. He could always just order more food. He was for sure going to have another milkshake. His appetite seemingly endless.

❝ Mah, ain't like we gotta watch action if ya don't like it. ❞ That was only fair. It wasn't a must-watch thing for him. He'd MUCH rather watch horror or sci-fi.

The cook book was the best gift she'd ever given someone? He was surprised that HE would be the recipient of that gift then. But yeah, it was a fucking great gift. It was a girly thing, appreciating how thoughtful a gift was... But mah, it was different with the cook-book, because it was the first time anyone had bothered to help him out with his dyslexia. Was it so weird that he appreciated that?

❝ It was kinda my new-years resolution, 'ta learn 'ta cook at least basic shit. Ain't no way I could'a started that without yer book. ❞ It was true. He felt a little stupid for talking about this. Learning to cook basic stuff... Wasn't something you should be proud of. Yet, he was. He hoped it didn't show too much ( though he was grinning ).

❝ I've tried almost all'a 'da recipes now. I only got two left, 'da most difficult ones. I try 'ta make a dish many times before movin' on 'ta 'da next one. So I ain't skippin' steps, yanno? My first scrambled eggs... Lets just say only I would eat that shit. ❞ Now he too was laughing ( more of a chuckle, maybe ). He'd worked his way from the most basic recipes to the more complex ones ( which were still considered super easy, he was sure ).