Cook
"Oh, come on, baby~ Eat it!"
You stared at the bowl that was set in front of you. The strange colored soup was bubbling, and had this suspicious tentacle coming out of it.
"Ah… Mephisto. I'm glad you actually took the time to cook for me… but I already ate."
"You don't want to eat my food." He cracked a sad smile.
"Of course I do! I'm just not…hungry…" You were getting sick by just looking at the food.
Mephisto opened his eyes widely, and pouted, giving you his best puppy eyes.
"Urgh. Fine."
'If I do not survive this, I swear I will come back to hunt him down."
You took a deep breath, and drank it with one gulp.
"Did you like it?"
You gagged. "Yes. But, Mephisto?"
"Yes, my dear?" He kissed your head.
"Next time, let's order some take out."