BESTIEEEE
im gonna need some of your amazing platonic headcanons of chef with a male contestant that he sees as his son
jsut some father-son relationship thingz pleaseee
its ok if not ^^
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β₯πͺ -> Chef noticed right away that there was something different about you.
β₯πͺ -> It wasn't your hair, nor your looks nor your strength or physical abilities.
β₯πͺ -> It was... something else...
β₯πͺ -> What was it? He spent a week or so to find it out.
β₯πͺ -> It was that you lowkey reminded him of himself.
β₯πͺ -> You were a hell of a chaotic teenager but you still managed to show respect to the environment and the people around you, that surprisingly including Chris and even himself.
β₯πͺ -> After some time you started to notice the characteristic way of acting of Chef and your brain decided to wake up.
β₯πͺ -> Everything clicked as your brain made up the "theory" of Chef being an ex-military.
β₯πͺ -> So that night you sneaked out of your cabin to go to the kitchen, place in which you know Chef would be.
β₯πͺ -> Β βGood afternoon Sirβ you said while you put your head visible on the window that led to were Chef was.
β₯πͺ ->Β βHoly shi-!β he screamed at the suden appearence, droping his pan and turning to look at you quickly βOh, it's just you kidβ he later said, looking at you with rather uninterest.
β₯πͺ -> But seeing how the sparkle in your eyes didn't disappear yet, he rolled his eyes, picked up the pan from the floor and while starting to wash it he spoke again βWhat da ya want, I'm busyβ
β₯πͺ -> Your eyes looked at him with a hint of excitement before the question that was forming on your head finally left your lips.
β₯πͺ -> βWere you a military?β you asked still outside of the window, a grin spreading to your lips when you saw how Chef stopped right in his tracks at the question.
β₯πͺ -> When he turned around he locked eyes with you, his eyes were a little more soft than before.
β₯πͺ -> He wasted no time in walking on your direction and opening the window to let you in the kitchen.
β₯πͺ -> βYeah, how'd ya know that kid?β was the first few words that left his mouth.
β₯πͺ -> You quickly smiled proudly and said βBecause I'm a BRATβ
[British Regiment Attached Traveler].
β₯πͺ -> He blinked, truly surprised, not even a sound left his mouth, but at your proud grin he could only bring himself to smile, now the why you reminded him of himself clicking on his brain.
β₯πͺ -> You spent near 3 hours in that kitchen, gladly helping Chef with the washing and other minimal chores while he told you about his experiences.
β₯πͺ -> Since that night It was evident to everyone that Chef had took a liking to you.
β₯πͺ -> Small things like quickly asking you how your night went when he was serving you breakfast, or the way you would mimic a military salute when he walked by, or the way he called you a "military brat" were obvious proof to that.
β₯πͺ -> He obviously didn't tell anyone apart from Chris this but, he saw you as his own son and Chris often pointed that out when the above mentioned interactions were to happen before his handsome tv show host eyes.
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