#169 - For anonymous x3
Filling the prompt “a fic where van and the reader are friends but both fancy each other, and incorporate some cute kitchen scenes and also like. the reader studying n van song writing in the same room and just being peaceful and cute together?” and “ Van baking is my aesthetic :’) I was just wondering if you could maybe do a baby fic about it?”
Note: Bonus mini-request of watching La La Land. I’m sorry that I did not love it like you did, Anon. :/ Also, there is more baking Van to come. I’ve written in into another fic soon.
Gem had left for the weekend, leaving the apartment empty. A beautiful, quiet thing. You turned the heat up so that pyjama shorts and a tshirt were enough, and set up camp in the living room. Colour coordinated notes. New pastel highlighters. Studying for exams had never been so comfortable. You were watching the kettle bubble and boil when there was a knock at the door. Glancing at the microwave’s clock on the way out the kitchen, you realised it was almost eight and you’d not had dinner yet. Your stomach suddenly became aware of that too, and grumbled in annoyance.
“Hey!” Van beamed as you opened the front door. “Heard Gemma went somewhere for the weekend or somethin’?” You leant against the doorframe, folded your arms across your chest and nodded. “Larry too. Can’t stand being alone. Can I come hang? I brought your favourite,” he said and held up a takeaway bag from your favourite Mexican place.
“Deal,” you said and moved to let him in.
The burritos were good, and like always, you got to eat the side serve of corn chips and guacamole that came with Van’s. Avocado was never his thing. After dinner, you sat back in your little studying nest while Van collected his bag and guitar from his car. Upon his return, he stretched out on the couch and practised melodies and created new ones.