Hey guys! This is my first fanfiction story haha ~ with one of my favourite parings: Abe/Mihashi from Oofuri.
Please do correct my grammar as I am trying to improve my english writing skills. I apologize if I make any of the characters at all, OOC.
I don't own Oofuri nor any of its characters! Enjoy!
SPOILER ALERT: The start of the story takes place after Nishiura lost against Sayama. Abe struggles to recover from his leg injury while the rest of the Nishiura team are practicing for the Fall Tournaments.
Trying to not cry was a challenge. Abe blinked a couple of times, batting the droplets away. Rubbing his eyes was not an option since it would only formulate more tears. A ginger-blonde boy stood quietly behind the teary teenager, who occasionally peeked at the commotion in front of him.
It was fairly quiet with only sounds coming from the sniffles of Abe's reddened nose, and an inconsistent clacking of metal against wood. After a few more clacks, Abe abruptly turns around, which startles the boy behind him.
"Mihashi, what do you think?" Abe struggled to keep his eyes open, more tears trickling onto his cheeks.
Mihashi, still recovering from Abe's sudden turn, looked around confused. He twiddled with his fingers, unable to look at the catcher in the eye. It felt odd and strange to the pitcher that he would be witnessing something as tough-minded as Abe, to be crying…again. The first time Mihashi saw Abe cry was when they lost the match against Sayama, but he was bawling his face that time too.
"What-do-you-think?" Abe asked in between teeth, his patience starting to dry away.
'I need to answer him quickly!' Mihashi thought. Saying things in his head was way easier than trying to actually say it out loud. He swallowed a lump in his throat, tilted his head down and looked up at the catcher nervously.
"Mi-ha-shi! Tell me the truth!" Abe wanted to smack the kid so badly. Was it that hard to spit it out? 'Just say it already' he grumbled inside. The tears streaking his face were not making it any better; his patience candle was burning out very quickly.
The ginger opened his mouth but closed it again. He didn't want to anger Abe any longer, so he ended up stuttering and making squeaky noises instead.
"MIHASHI!"
Abe growled at the curled up ball, shivering on the ground, which was a result of his outburst. He grabbed the edge of Mihashi's collar and pulled him up close to his face.
"A-a-abe!" Mihashi whimpered in fear.
"JUST-," Abe sighed and took a moment to calm his fire, "tell me honestly… I need to know so that I can improve, alright?"
Mihashi nodded quickly, his eyes staring back at the puffy-eyed Abe, then to Abe's free hand. Abe let go of the collar and waited again for an answer.
"…it's pretty bad, right?" Abe sighed after a while, then taking a towel from the table to wipe his teary face.
Mihashi nervously shook his head. The black-haired boy slammed his fist on the counter, startling the other once again.
"Look! It looks like crap, okay?! The pieces look like monkey butts!" Abe pointed at the result of his onion cutting.
Mihashi tried to contain his laugh at Abe's depiction of his own cutting skills.
"You little! You think this is funny, huh?!" Abe growled.
Mihashi shook his head very quickly, still covering his mouth to hide his wiggling lips of laughter. Abe looked back at the onion bits and thought 'they do really look like little butts actually' and a small smile almost crept onto his lips. That is until he realized that Mihashi was choking from his own laughter and was currently coughing on the floor.
"You stupid-" Abe hopped on his good leg towards the struggling boy. He gave Mihashi a good patting until the coughs subsided. "Be more careful, you." Abe looked at the catcher with a mix of annoyance and worry.
"I-I'll teach you!"
Abe blinked, confused, "What?"
Mihashi stood up and helped Abe onto his feet.
"I'll teach you how to c-cut onions. And cook!" Mihashi blurted, surprising Abe a little.
'He's talking!' Abe thought. He looked over at the kitchen counter where a small clock was sitting, "Alright, but I don't really have much time today for me to learn. We have two hours before we need to have something served for the team." Abe looked over at the cheery-looking Mihashi, "Why don't I wash all the vegetables while you do the cooking for now?"
"Okay!" Mihashi answered immediately.
Things went on smoothly for the rest of the morning as the Battery busied themselves with the making of a healthy, nutritious, and balanced breakfast for the Nishiura team.
Abe would supervise whenever Mihashi used the knife for cutting while Mihashi directed Abe during the process of the cooking. Who knew that they could finally cook something together without the help of Shinooka.
When the rest of the team flooded in to the dinning tables filled with the works of the Battery, Abe thought that partnering up with Mihashi for cooking meals wasn't going to be that bad after all. There were some challenges with communication, but as long as Abe was able to keep his temper under control, things would go the way they should be.
The food was rewarding, but most of all, it was rewarding to Mihashi to be able to spend more time with his catcher.
More meals to come with a functioning Battery…
Can't wait to write more. My writing isn't the best, which is why I hope to improve as much as I can with this!
Thanks for reading! Feedback is welcomed!