Talk (❤☁⛔)

Talk • Translate Soup

"Alright so, next step" Shinsou said, holding out a hand. "Is to give me a kiss"

Katsuki let himself be pulled towards his partner with an eye roll. He kissed Shinsou's cheek. "What's the actual next step?"

"Add garlic and fry for one to two minutes" Shinsou quipped. Katsuki went through the paper bag for supplies and scowled when he did. He shook the jar of minced garlic in his hand like it was some sort of prize. 

"What the fuck. I know you know what garlic looks like you vampire" He snapped, using the spatula to add a decent amount. 

"Great" The lavender teen said, ignoring Katsuki's words. "Cook the broth, bay leaf, pepper, and oregano. Soak for about five minutes until the vegetables are tender"

"The vegetables are tender. Fuck does it want? Disintegrated mush? We could've called that hand kink villain for that" Katsuki grumbled, moving to go back to the paper bag. and pulling out the items. He Held up a carton of broth with a disappointed look. "This a literally a whole ass soup"

"That's what we're making?" Shinsou's eyebrows furrowed in confusion before he realized. "Oh shit I thought I got broth"

"It's fine" Katsuki returned, dumping the contents into the pot. Shrugging, he continued. Bay leaves, it didn't say how many so he placed a a bunch. He snorted. "Why are we using bay leaves? 'Cuz everything's better what bae leaves"

At Shinsou's sharp glare, he quickly fixed his statement. "If they were called bay stays, I'd say everything's better when bae stays" He added the rest of the remaining items. 

"Note, if you do not like the soup, say, 'to go please' sixty-four bits per second" Shinsou read aloud. "That's a fast framerate"

"Why wouldn't I like it?" Katsuki murmured and tasted the soup. "To go please" He muttered, causing the lavender teen to burst out laughing. Katsuki dramatically drank water as if to rid his mouth of the taste. I wasn't horrible, but it wasn't exactly good either. 

"Okay now what?" He said. 

"Okay... The other soup weighs sixty-four sheckles. Soak in pickles, soup and soup. Okay good luck with that babe"

Katsuki stood there for a moment, blankly staring at his partner. "The hell? Soup and soup? and pickles? What the fuck?"

"Yeah, I ignored the 'soup and soup' part and bought just the pickles" 

"Yeah I got that, but pickles?" Katsuki said as he pulled the items from the bag. "How many, oh master of the recipe?"

"Five has my vote, dearest servant of mine"

Katsuki ignored the grin on Shinsou's face while he grumpily flipped the boy off, chopping and added the pickles. "This is going to be disgusting. Now what?"

"Cook Macaroni and eggs for ten minutes and place cooked eggs in macaroni. Simple enough"

Katsuki didn't reply immediately, putting water on the stove and retrieving an two eggs from the fridge. "Simple enough" He mocked. "Yeah, simple enough to fuck you right here on the coun–"

"OKAY! Next step is to make sure you make the right choice all the time and that it is best to get investors a little extra credit under the glass. Add salt at the end of the game"

Katsuki moved and grabbed the phone from his boyfriend's hand. "It actually says that? Wait a second. What game?"

"How about rock paper scissors? Loser has to... hug Deku"

"No way in hell I'm letting you or me hug him, pick something else"

Shinsou took his phone back, thinking. "Loser has to taste the soup first"

"Deal. Three out of four. Rock. Paper. Scissors. Go!" Shinsou smirked at the outcome. Katsuki's fist lost to his flat hand. Paper beats rock afterall. "Fuck you. One. Two. Three. Go!" Katsuki's rock won over the lavender teen's scissors. He winked at the other. "One. Two. Three. Go!" Katsuki played scissors. He'd only played rock to give the impression that he'd use that again. Shinsou's paper option had been planned. He won. 

"Go!" Katsuki won, smirking when his paper beat his partner's rock.

"Rock paper scissors Go!" Katsuki cheered, celebrating his win by dancing around childishly.

"Fucking dammit" His partner swore. Katsuki gave a smug grin, only to have it wiped off when the lavender teen pinched his cheeks. 

He swatted at the teen, "Next step?" He moved and added salt to the pot of pasta.

"And chicken to not add it in the chicken. Does that make it a yes or no?"

"That's a double negative so no. No chicken in the chicken noodle soup. Next?"

"Add cilantro and lemon juice to taste and cook until hot or chicken in one to two minutes"

Katsuki gave a sprinkle of cilantro into the soup and cut a lemon in half to squeeze in the juice. "You do know that they have already squeezed lemon juice, right?"

"Yeah, I do. You just look so pretty when you cook"

Katsuki smiled at the boy, stalking towards him to pull him into a kiss. Despite the face that neither interacted at all during school and never showed and PDA anywhere, it felt fine in front of a camera. They were all strangers, most didn't even live anywhere nearby. There was no need to be shy about it.

Then again, neither really did much aside from the occasional kisses and comments. It just felt right. They could let loose and didn't have to hide anything. Like their dates to cat cafes and picnics in the woods. There was no one to stare and laughed at the two boys who liked each other. No one to stare in disgust as they held hands as they walked. It was freeing. 

He pulled back and went to stir the pretty much done pasta. "Now what?"

"The" —Shinsou laughed— "The salt promotes them"

Katsuki threw his hands into the air dramatically. "Promotes who? The fucking investors? Congratulations everyone, you're promoted!" Shinsou made eye contact with the camera and shrugged. 

"Add a tablespoon of salt and salt to taste"

"Salt to taste? Salt to taste? There's enough salt in this to give someone a fucking sodium overdose. Next step"

"Final step. Like a leaf and eat right away. Oh yay, we're done"

"Hey, hey, cool it. I can practically see the excitement, take it down a notch. I guess I'm just gonna add the eggs and pasta?"

Shinsou nodded, nose scrunching in preparation as he grabbed two spoons from the drawer next to him. Katsuki turned off all of the burners, drained the pasta and eggs and added the pasta. He huffed as he removed the eggshells from the eggs. 

"I'm going to go out on a very undercooked limb and say that these are soft boiled" He muttered as he cubed the eggs and tossed them into the soup. "I hope you're hungry, because there's no way in hell we're feeding this to the cats"

They both took spoonfuls of a cup that Katsuki had served. Grimacing at the camera, Shinsou shoved he spoon in his mouth. 

"Yeah that lemon juice really just.. wrecks it"

Katsuki ate his spoonful and immediately reached for a glass of water. "That is fucking disgusting. I wouldn't serve this to a fly"

"I vote feeding the trash"

"I agree"

He smiled and waved at the camera. "I hope you guys enjoyed our suffering. The link for the limited edition hats are in the description. I'm 'Tsuki–"

"And I'm 'Sou–"

"And we're signing off" Katsuki stopped the camera recording. He sighed, leaning into Shinsou's embrace. "That soup is the worst failure of my life. We're making something real next time"

"We can record another reaction video next time and recover from that" The lavender teen gestured at the 'soup'. 

Katsuki nodded.

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