Childish Attribute Number One: Resort to any means for affection.
His eyes watered as he penetrated the knife into the onion.
Oh how incredibly embarrassing this was.
Mr "Almighty Sharingan Sasuke"
Couldn't even cut an onion without getting teary-eyed.
"God damn it" He reached for the cuffs of his sleeves and ran them over his eye lids.
The sting was so onion-y.
His cooking partner inched closer to him. "S-Sasuke-kun? Are you alright?"
He glared at her with onion scented and teary eyes. "I'm perfectly fine"
"O-okay if you say so" Planting a quick soft kiss on both of his eye lids she quickly began to stir the sauce they were making together.
And from then on he vowed to always cut onions when his girlfriend was around.