Thankfully, the base was the same when Tomura returned. Compressor let Kuro out and Kuro proceeded to check every part of Tomuras body he was allowed to see.
"Good. No marks."
Dabi was shocked.
"How the fuck? Didn't you make it official? Oh, I get it. He can't stand looking at your face!"
Tomura showed both of his middle fingers at him.
"Fuck you, he said I'm beautiful!"
"So you did do something!"
Dabi immediately knew he was right when Tomura suddenly blushed.
"Hold on, what did you do?"
He ignored Kuro and went to his room. Kuro quickly followed him.
"Wait, Tomura. You're not injured, right? Nothing teared? No blood, nothing hurts? If he hurts you, I swear-!"
The door was slammed on Kuros face.
"Shut up! Nothing happened!"
"You sure? Want me to get some ointment?"
"Just leave!"
He waited after the sounds of the creaking stairs were heard. Finally. Tomura threw himself onto the bed. Snuggling his face on the pillow. Squealing when he remembered what happened last night. We kissed! The date was awesome! We almost did it! I got his number! He even made me breakfast!
Tomura pulled his phone out and kept reading the number under Shota's name. He was smiling so much his cheeks started hurting. Love is really dangerous. He has made me food twice now. I want to return the favor and...
He remembered the way Shota enjoyed the curry last time. I want to cook for him again. Okay. Tomura connected his phone to the wifi of an old man and searched up 'how to cook.'
Rice, fish, stove, oven, egg, meat, chicken, medium rare, rare, potatoes, carrots, pasta... A whole new world opened in front of his eyes.
Meanwhile, Kuro was being comforted by his wine with Compressor keeping him company since all the children had left. Kuro swirled the liquid.
"You think I was being too much last night?"
Compressor lifted his mask to take a sip.
"Honestly, yeah."
Kuro groaned.
"It's all such a blur, I've never gotten that drunk..."
"Yeah, took six full bottles."
"... I just don't want Tomura to get hurt or manipulated... Or to get too attached. Heh, I'm such an asshole."
Compressor patted his shoulder.
"You slowly drank six bottles, giving them enough time for literaly anything. You trust Aizawa won't do anything to him, no?"
"...."
"Plus, you saw how happy he was with a single kiss. They probably just stared at each other and fell asleep."
"... Fine, you're right. When I talked with Eraser, I believed everything he said. That he loved Tomura and didn't want to hurt him in any way. So, he proved me wrong. Tomura is back here with no injuries and seems happy. But. If I see a single tear on his face-"
"Okay, okay. We'll kidnap him and have the kids torture him."
"Fuck the kids, I'll do it myself."
Compressor sighed. Then a door was slammed open. Tomura came down the stairs, showing his phone to Kuro's face.
"Kuro! Oh hey, mask. I need this!"
Yellow stripes narrowed at the image.
"A rice cooker...?"
Tomura nodded. Sliding to the next image.
"And this."
"A stove?"
"And this."
"A mini oven? What do you need this for?"
"I wanna learn how to cook."
Without another word, Kuro down his glass of wine. Setting it down.
"Okay. Compressor, join me."
"Uh, can I not?"
"No. You're coming with me."
Compressor groaned.
"Also, bring rice, ground beef, cheese, onions-"
"Text me the ingredients. Come on Compressor."
He downed his whiskey.
"Haah, I can't get a break..."
Tomura waved them goodbye. Looking for a video on his phone. Hamburger steak. I wonder if Shota will like it. He sat down with the video on repeat until Kuro and Compressor came back. Hands full of grocery bags. Tomura ran to them, inspecting each one.
"I didn't ask for this much."
"Well, I figured you could practice multiple times and maybe... Make some for us?"
Tomura tilted his head at them.
"You... Weren't planning on cooking solely for Eraser. Right?"
Tomura quickly ran inside the kitchen.
"This kid..."
Compressor coughed to hide his laugh.
"Kuro! How do I turn this on?!"
"Oh lord..."
Kuro went to the kitchen and showed Tomura how to turn the stove on and off. He was then shued away by Tomura who started chopping onions.
"......."
Alright then. I'll just take my wine. Don't want me here? I'll leave! Tomura focused on doing everything like in the video. Sauté the onion, season the ground beef with an egg, soy sauce, panko, salt, milk and onions. Now, hand mix them... How the hell does he do this? Gloves? He needs a cutout they'll get dirty... Wait.
"Compressor!"
He heard a groan. Compressor came soon enough.
"What?"
"Mix the meat."
He glanced at the bowl. Then at Tomura.
"Can't you just use four fingers? Like, thumb in your palm?"
Uh... I didn't think that far...
"Well... I wanted you to do it."
"... No. This is practice for when you cook for Eraser, so you do it."
Ugh, he's right. He started massaging tge meat. It's cold and slimy... I like it. Afterwards, he started shaping them into balls. Then, came mozzarella. My hands are dirty... Fuck it. Trapping the cheese between under the beef.
Following the video, he started throwing the balls left and right. Huh, this is kinda fun... Making them flatten a bit. He then put them inthe firdge for ten minutes. He set the alarm and... now what...? Okay, I'll go play!
He didn't even ge halfway through the stage when that annoying alarm ringing sounded. He went back and started cooking them. Hmm, I need wine. Tomura went to Kuro and snatched the bottle without a word. Adding in under the beef and gave it back to Kuro who was still confused about where his bottle went. Oh, there it is.
While the meat cooked, Tomura made the sauce. Ketchup, oyster sauce... More wine? Can he take the bottle again? Tomura slowly reached for the wine. Kuro hissed at him. Yep, can't get it. I'll just open a new one-
"Leave. My. Wine. Out... You know what, here."
He gave Tomura a glass.
"That's all you're using."
"Thanks!"
Once it was all done, he gave Kuro and Compressor a hamburger steak each. Neither of them moved. Tomura raised a brow.
"So? Dig in!"
Kuro just stared at it. Compressor is the only one that can save them both!
"Ahem. Tomura, why don't you try it as well?"
"Huh? Okay...?"
Another plate later, and they were still skeptical. Tomura sighed and took a bite. Kuro and Compressor gasped. Is he okay?! Tomura frowned. Kuro immediately ate his.
"Hmm, I like it."
Compressor looked at him.
"Really?"
Kuro nodded and kept eating. Okay... Compressor gave a small prayer for his own safety and took a bite. Immediately coughing it out.
"Jesus, how much wine did you put in here?!"
"Mmh... Half a bottle."
Kuro chocked.
"What?! How much!? I thought i had drinked it all and forgot!"