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The smell of pasta filled my kitchen. Not the cheap one, with spaghetti, ketchup and cheap cheese, but the good one. With Oregano, parmesan and creamy sauce.
When Jester said he'd like to cook for me, as a 'well done at your first day at fucking Hooters' gift, I didn't even think twice and agreed.
He was back in his silly clothes with the bells and mask, slightly dancing to the radio, which played some cool 90's song.
"By the way uh"
I said while fiddling with my hands
I was still feeling a little hot from the walk back home.
The spot where he touched my cheek was still slightly tingling.
Jesus Christ, get yourself together, what are you? A teenager in love?
"Yes?"
Jester responded while stirring the sauce for the pasta
"The thing- I mean the return of your favour? What's your request?"
He stopped and turned around, a smug expression on his mask.
"Hmmm, haven't really thought of something"
How professional
"But let's turn it around"
He turned down the heat on the stove and walked over to the kitchen counter, me sitting on the other side
"Why don't you tell me what you could give me in return?"
I hate guessing games
"I... Uh- money-?"
"Wrong, try again"
"Huh, let's see..."
What's equal to a new job... Adding the paperwork, the taxi ride... Damn, I don't know...
"A massage?"
Wow, good job dumbass
Jester paused for a second, then chuckled
"Wow, feeling naughty, are we now?"
I looked at him confused, raising an eyebrow to underline my confusion
"How is that naug-"
Realisation hit me and it hit me harder than a truck.
Stuttering I shook my head and waved my hands in front of me.
My face was probably not better
"I DIDN'T MEAN THAT! I meant like- like-"
"I know"
I stopped moving and looked at him and his stupid smug expression.
He was playing with me.
God this man will kill me if he kept teasing me like that
"Wow so flustered just from that?"
He leaned in more, resting his arms on the counter
"Gee sweet face, don't make me imagine things"
Like what?
LIKE WHAT?
"THE PASTA!"
I yelled and pointed behind him
"Don't worry, it's on lower heat. It's not gonna boil until I want it to"
Fucking cheesy. That's such a bad line...
But I mean...
He turned around and turned up the heat again, stirring it carefully.
I put my face in my hands and groaned.
He's basically a stranger, a weirdo, an idiot
But he kinda cared for me... So it seemed-
No. Come on where is your self worth?
Practically gone.
Get it together, he probably collects pokemon cards
But I did too so...
"Your pasta, my dearest friend"
He interrupted my thoughts as he put a plate full of pasta. Really good looking pasta. And it smelled so tempting too...
I took the fork and put some pasta on it, quickly putting it in my mouth.
Sweet mother of Jesus who definitely cheated on Joseph, this was good.
What an insult, it was amazing.
I put more on my fork and straight onto my face-hole
Jester nodded to himself and hummed
"I'm happy you like it. I changed the recipe, so I was a little nervous"
"Dif isch-" I spoke with my mouth full, before swallowing "hm- oh god this is so good"
I shoved more in my mouth.
"Who taught you? Gordon Ramsay?!"
I took more
"I taught myself"
Jester leaned over the counter to look at me. His mask moved a little as he spoke
"You want me to teach you?"
"You and teaching? Someone like me?"
I huffed "I'm too lazy for that"
Oh, right... The thing with talking badly about myself
Jester grabbed my face and pulled me closer to him
"Do I really need to repeat myself?"
My eyes widened and my heart started racing. This was sudden...
His grip loosened a bit, as he noticed my shocked expression
"If you don't shut that pretty little mouth of yours, I will have to do it for you"
Please, you will give me a heart attack-
"What? With that mask? I don't think so"
I tried to sound cool, but the shaky voice kinda ruined it.
Jester chuckled and leaned back, gently letting go of my face
"I think I know what I want. As a return to my kindness"
"Tell me"
He crossed his arms and hummed
"Not telling. You'll know when I get it"
I blinked
Huh. He really was just... Not tell me? Letting me wait for it?
Well ok, I join the round
"Huh, and to think I was gonna give you a kiss on the cheek for the food... Too bad"
I stood up, walked around the counter and past him to put my plate in the sink
"Wait what?"
He said, turning to me and letting his arms fall to his side
"Wait, gorgeous, I was bluffing-"
"Too late, good night pretty boy"
Jester made a whining noise and reached for me
"No touching. Sit and watch Dr shack"
I smiled at him and turned around, walking off
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