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Reader x Jonah Clemence - Key Lime Pie

Title: Key Lime Pie
Fandom: Ikemen Revolution
Character: Jonah Clemence
Genre: Fluff, Romance
Warnings: None
Intended Gender Audience: Female Audience
Word Count: 707 words
Other comments: Happy Day 12 Baking Valentines. ONLY 2 MORE DAYS PRAISE

You swirl a little bit of green food coloring into the cream of the pie to make a print with the white. When you’re done, you huff triumphantly at your creation: the crust of the pie came out beautifully golden-brown, and you managed to find the perfect balance of sweet and sour for the filling. To finish the pie off, you zest a lime and let the small spiral rinds fall into the soft cream for added aesthetic.

Jonah would surely love this because he loves sweets. You didn’t want to make him macarons despite knowing that he loved them. You wanted to make something different, more unique for him. The only thing left to do is to deliver it to him.

Looking up at the clock on the wall, you wonder where he could be. Oh, he’s probably on the field training with the rest of the army… should I wait to give this to him? Or should I take it now and surprise him?

Brushing your hands on your apron, you settle with the latter and pick up the glass cake pedestal to carry it outside.

Just like you predicted, Jonah stands at the front of a swarm of soldiers practicing sword drills. His arms linger on his hips as he judges all of them for their effort. Jonah wears his infamous smirk – it makes everyone rather uncomfortable, but you find it incredibly cute. His golden eyes narrow, and if he’s in deep thought, Jonah will bite his bottom lip without realizing it.

“Jonah!” you call from the doorway.

He turns around on the ball of his foot and loses his frown, replacing it with a bright smile.

“What are you holding?”

You approach him with the pie. “I made something for you. It’s really hot today, and I thought that you would want something to eat while you worked. It’s a key lime pie!”

At first, he doesn’t know how react – he flushes and searches for words. “F-For me?”

“Yes, silly! Try some.”

“In front of everyone?”

You look around – you hadn’t realized that there were a lot of people watching the scene unfold between you and Jonah. Edgar and Kyle took a few step forwards, wearing hungry smirks. “Queenie, if you don’t eat it, we certainly will,” Edgar jokes, reaching outwards.

Kyle laughs and does the same. “This will surely cure my hangover!”

Faster than you could register, Jonah unsheathed his sword and puts it between Edgar, Kyle, and the pie. “Do not even think about trying. (Y/n) made this for me and I will eat it. If she so chooses to make something for you, then you can eat that.”

With a giggle, you put a hand on Jonah’s shoulder. “They can have some, Jonah. But I want you to taste it first.”

Your doe eyes melt Jonah’s heart, so he gives in to your pleading and slowly cuts a slice of pie. He then lifts the fork to his mouth and eats it. You know it tastes good, but you’re still nervous to see his reaction. You’re surprised when he throws his arms around your shoulders. He leans over the pie as to not squish it, but presses a soft kiss to your temple. “You spoil me, really.” When Jonah leans back, you smile because he’s blushing slightly. “If you come down here again with something so tasty, everyone will be swarming around you.”

Now you’re flushing, during a bright shade of red. “Well, I’m happy you like it. It’s not too sour is it?”

He shakes his head, his mint hair curling over his beautiful eyes. “It’s splendid, (Y/n). Thank you.” Jonah leans down to kiss you again, and in the moment, you don’t feel Edgar taking the cake pedestal out of your hands.

He runs in the other direction and cackles. “Queenie, I have your pie!”

Jonah whips around and glares at Edgar. “I’m sorry, my dear, but I must go and save your pie from them.” He looks over his shoulder at you with a gentle smile. “Wait for me?”

You smile and nod. “Of course.”

And with that, Jonah runs after Edgar, cursing and screaming to bring the pie back.