Danganronpa x Reader Oneshots

Teruteru Hanamura x Reader - Comfort Food

REQUESTED BY: Princess_Natsuki_57

A/N: I know it's a bit jarring to go from angst to fluff, but I really need to write more for him!

Oh, before I forget! From here on out, we're in the Final 50! Feel free to still request, but as soon as I hit 200 chapters, requests will be closed! I want to take a break from writing Reader Oneshots on here for a while once this book is done, but my work from this book will be available on AO3 (my account is linked on my profile) if you want to continue to request there! If I do write any more Reader Oneshot books for this fandom, they'll be themed around characters from a specific game in the series (for example, my first would have to be for DR1, then DR2, then DRV3).

With all of that said, I hope you enjoy!

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A sucky day deserved some self-care, and as soon as you got home that night, tired and sore from your job, you immediately went to your room, grabbed a fresh set of nightclothes, your fluffy slippers, and your favorite bathrobe, and headed to the bathroom for a nice soak in the tub. You got some hot water, put in some bath salts, and lit the candles around the room for fragrance. As a special treat, you got some bubble bath and poured it in.

Your husband would be getting home soon, and he would likely be just as exhausted, so you determined to cook him dinner tonight. But first... a bath.

You sighed dreamily as you sank into the hot water, the steam filling the bathroom and the heat soothing your aching joints.

Hmm... I wonder what we should have for dinner tonight...

Later that evening, Teruteru sighed heavily as he entered the house, rubbing the back of his neck and stretching.

"Darling, I'm home," he called as he took off his shoes and coat.

"In the kitchen!" You replied, and he smiled as he made his way there.

He poked his head in to see a large pot on the stove, an amazing smell coming from whatever was bubbling inside. You turned around and beamed at him, holding a wooden spoon with a stained (f/c) apron on.

"Hey, you're just in time. I ran a bath for you, so go wash up." You directed, pointing at the doorway. "The stew will be finished by the time you get out!"

"Thank you, dear," he said as he left.

As soon as he was out and dressed, true to your word, when he walked into the kitchen you were ladling portions of stew into your bowls. When he sat down, you kissed his nose and sat down with him, popping open a bottle of champagne and pouring both of you a glass.

"This smells amazing, is this Mom's recipe?" He asked as he picked up a spoon.

"Right you are!" You praised with a laugh. "I finally managed to get her to give me the recipe yesterday. I don't think it'll stand up to hers, but I tried!"

Shrugging slightly, he blew gently on the spoonful and took a sip.

Immediately, he was inundated by memories; scenes of his mother making stew when he was sick, kissing him on the forehead as she handed him a bowl as a celebratory dinner, teaching him how to make it himself...

He sat there, stunned for a moment, just staring at the bowl in awe.

"Hm, could use a little more pepper, I think." You mused, turning to him. "What do you-- ehh? Teru, are you alright? It wasn't that bad, was it?"

He looked up at you, a painfully soft expression on his face as he reached for your hand. "It... wasn't horrible at all, dear. This is one of the best stews I think I've ever tasted that I haven't made."

"Really?" You asked hopefully.

"It's perfect," he added, stroking your knuckles with his thumb. A gentle smile crossed his face, and he squeezed your hand. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were the Ultimate Chef, not me."

Giggling, you hid your blushing face in your free hand. "We all know my cooking doesn't compare to yours."

Still he smiled at you before taking another bite. "I'll have to call up Mama and thank her. Did she give you any instructions at all? Any special tidbits?"

"All she did was give me the recipe and tell me to do whatever I pleased," you replied, taking another bite yourself. "I didn't deviate much from it... I mostly just followed her guide."

"Well whatever you did, it's just as good as hers." He discreetly wiped a tear from his eye with his napkin. "Thank you, (y/n). This has truly made my night."

"Anything for you, Teru. I love you."

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A/N: Wholesome chef hours TTwTT

Please tell me what you thought, feel free to request more, and I'll see you guys later!