I stood up and mentally screamed 'Eureka!' after lunch time in the cafeteria. I pulled out my phone, and got on Wattpad. Why? Mywriter'sblockis over. So, here's my uploaded story on !
You heard faint talking coming from the kitchen. Closing the door as quietly as possible, you flinch at the distinct click that comes from the lock anyways. Slowly slipping off your shoes, you bend to pick them up, before placing them to the side. You felt like for some reason you were supposed to be being quiet, so you were- doing your best.
Each and every time you stepped on the floor, there was a noise. It frustrated you to no end and eventually, you made it to the kitchen. You felt like if you looked back, you would be able to seethe trail of noises you left behind, so you didn't, you just put your hand on the door knob. You put just the right amount of pressure for the knob to turn and the door to open... with a really annoying creak.
Every. Single. Time. You. Want. To. Be. Quiet. Everything. Makes. Noise.
You got a full view of the back of the camera, and in front of it, Jin. Of course, you shouldn't be there. So...
Oh, good. The video's over.
A/N: Trying not to cringe...
You blushed, embarrassed. Still, you take a tentative step forward, before taking another. Eventually, painstakingly, you make your way to Jin's side.
He smiles at you, before clapping his hands.
"Want to cook together?"
...
"Y/N." Said Taehyung. "You need to melt the cheese less, like Jin. There's less oil that way." He pointed at the two pans.
You shook your head.
"Actually, Jin has just as much oil, it's just inside the cheese. If you cook it more, the oil will come out, so..." You turned off the stove and picked up the pan. You brought it to the sink, and held back the cheese with a ladle while pouring the oil out. "You can get rid of the oil." You said wisely. Taehyung just watched in awe for a bit before rounding on Jin. You smiled proudly at your knowledge before continuing with your cooking. You carefully cut the onions, which made you think of Namjoon. Giggling, you diced them, before throwing them into the pan.
You added a bit of oil before mixing it around. Jin joined you, throwing in some vegetables. You continued to mix the vegetables while he prepared the curry, which you later added the veggies to.
A/N: I'm low key holding a cooking class, here.
...
When dinner was served, everyone complimented the way you and Jin worked together, and you only smiled. Of course. You had grown up cooking with Jin. You always worked well together.
It made your heart swell with pride when people ate your food.
...
"No, I'll do the dishes." You said quietly, looking over Jin's broad shoulders. He shook his head and smiled.
"I'm fine."
You smiled at his kindness, wrapping him in a hug from behind. You inhaled his soft scent, and laid your head on his warm back. Your eyes were getting droopy, and you wanted to fall asleep right there.
"Y/N-ah. Why don't you sleep here today?"
You yawned, and nodded, falling asleep.
...
Rubbing at your eyes, you sat up from the bed. It had a warm familiarity to it. You looked around sleepily. It was Jin's bed. But Jin wasn't there.
Your feet touched the cold floor and you shivered, still in your shorts and T-shirt from the day before. You opened the door, peering out. It was still around six in the morning.
You found Jin sleeping in the couch.
It was heartwarming, to think he gave up his bed just for you. It also filled you with guilt. You sat on the coffee table and watched him sleep, one arm slung over the side of the couch, the rest of his body underneath a blanket. The least you could do was...
You fitted his arm in a comfortable position, before dropping a kiss on his forehead and fixing the blanket.
"Thanks, Jin."
So,I'lldedicated this to xXyusniXx on Wattpad after I get in mylaptoptomorrow. Until then, see you!
-Gene