feelings - jjk.kth

16 - process

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jimin

the process looked like a mix of someone fixing a complex breakfast when they're almost late for school, and of someone retired at their vacation, making whatever they're craving. 

taehyung was going crazy, sweat dripping down his face full of fear, whenever jungkook approached him he would take all of the material he was using and shove it towards himself as a way of saying "don't touch this thank you." 

and whenever jungkook was doing something, he would get a little aggressive on the poor ingredients, as if he was letting some sort of anger out. 

i could've just made some popcorn and watched as if it was food network. 

really, all i was doing the whole time was observing in pure amusement. observing how tae was moving around the kitchen in the fastest way, meanwhile jungkook was taking his sweet time, but the aggressiveness he possessed while working told otherwise. 

tasks like these would usually require the people doing it to butt each other's workspace and help each other, but tae was at the back counter near the sink, leaving jungkook at the island. if tae needed something from jungkook, he'd gesture for me to get it.

and if jungkook needed something from tae, he would just casually walk over to him as if everything was normal, but i could tell tae might just faint or burst into tears.

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no ones pov 

jimin tapped the counter of jin's now, spotless kitchen, waiting for the bread to be fully baked. he was getting anxious about yoongi randomly walking into the kitchen like he would always do. 

taehyung was using the bathroom, whilst everyone else was scattered around the living room, waiting for midnight to strike. 15 minutes.

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beep.. beep. 

"finally," jimin muttered as he put on the kitchen mitten and carefully took the banana bread out. 

"god, it looks so scrumptious," jimin had no idea he was this hungry. "tae, hurry up! the bread's done!" he called.

"coming!" tae ran down the stairs and slid to the counter where the banana bread was sitting.

"wha- i thought you were in the bathroom." jimin raised an eyebrow.

"i- i just didn't want to be around p-people for a l-little bit- so i c-cooled off in t-the guest r-room ." taehyung picked a little crumb of the bread and ate it. "and why would i be in the bathroom for that long?" he let out a enthusiastic but sad laugh after his attempt to brighten up the mood.

"baby, these people are nice." jimin muffled tae's hair. 

"b-but, they don't like me," taehyung said quietly. "if i was buff and mature then-"

"no, tae, stop," jimin glanced at the bread and back to him. "don't be sad again, look at the time." he gave a sympathetic smile and pointed at the kitchen clock. 11:54 pm. (23:54 in other words)

jimin walked around the counter and gave taehyung a pat on the back before joining the others in the living room.

"you're right." taehyung blew on the still-hot bread and smiled to himself. 

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exactly 500 words lmao. 

all these chapters, and it still hasn't been a full day yet in the story. hehe

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