Inspired by: Honey cooking lunch for Tadashi.
Honey had to be honest with herself- she was really nervous. Tadashi was coming over to her house today for the first time to study. Usually they went to the labs, the cafe, or to his house with everyone else. But no- everyone else was busy today, and she'd volunteered her place without even thinking. She'd been cleaning it all morning it seemed, and she'd just now gotten around to making some snickerdoodles. She always liked to have a little something for her guests when they came over, and she knew he liked the soft, cinnamon and sugar cookies.
She took out the last batch of cookies just when the doorbell rang. She knew that she had some flour on her apron, but that was okay. She opened the front door with a large smile, but soon frowned.
"Hi," Tadashi mumbled, looking half asleep. He stumbled through the door and practically dropped his messenger bag on the floor.
"Tadashi, what's wrong?" she asked with concern.
He wiped at his eyes tiredly as he sat down on one of the chairs at the kitchen island. "Three midterms, two finals projects…I might have slept half an hour last night."
Honey frowned. She'd never seen him this way before. Sure, he sometimes pulled an all nighter, but very rarely, and he always took care of himself afterward. "Here," she said, coming over to where he sat and helping him up. "You go lie down on the couch, and I'll make you something to eat, okay?"
He mumbled what sounded somewhat like a "yes ma'am" before he sunk down into the couch and shut his eyes. Honey gave him a sad smile, wishing that he wouldn't work himself to death like this. She walked back to kitchen as quietly as she could before she started to make her mom's chicken noodle soup. If he was this tired, then he was even more susceptible to getting ill than usual, and probably in need of something to eat.
She made quick work of cutting up the vegetables and chicken and putting it all together with some chicken stock and spices in a large pot. It wasn't long before she ladled some of it out into a bowl. Honey Lemon walked over to him on the couch, shaking his shoulder gently.
"Tadashi…" she whispered. He grumbled, blinking open his eyes blearily. "I made you some soup. Sit up and I'll bring it over to you." He complied, slowly but surely, and she came back with the soup as she promised.
After he took his first few spoonfuls, he began to wake up just a little more. "Honey, remind me to always come over to your house if I'm sick," he said with a sleepy smile.
She laughed to herself, swallowing a mouthful of snickerdoodle. "Don't get me sick, too, mister."
He blinked and smiled slowly, obviously still tired. "Yeah…I wouldn't want to get you tired…you're too nice to get sick…" he yawned, and then promptly fell back asleep sitting up.
Honey smiled softly at him, taking the bowl out of his limp hands so he wouldn't drop it. She patted his head and headed back to the kitchen to clean up.