A Year With You (BTS Fanfiction / BTS Fanfic) Taehyung/V

Chapter 14 Maybe he's not like the others

Soomi's POV

"It's here" I said, stopping in front of my door.

"You mean you leave here ?" Kim Taehyung ask by pure curiosity

"Yeah... " I said. I feel a little bad because he wanted to spend some time with me but end up waiting for me at the restaurant... "You wanna come in ?" I offer and he nod.

I tape my code and I let him enter.

We put off our shoes in the small entry then I lead him to the living room.

"So, that's where you live" he said looking around.

What surprised me is that he didn't say it in a disgust way, more like wondering.

Unlike some people I know who would snob at me as soon as they'll see my apartment.

My apartment is nothing like my parents's house. There is a small entry, a living room which was also my bedroom and the dining room at the same time. Well actually in my living room I have a sofa that is convertible into a bed, a coffee table where I eat and do my homework and a wardrobe.

I also have a small kitchen and a small bathroom.

My apartment is small but it's enough for me. I don't need more.

"Yeah... You're hungry ?"

"I already ate at the restaurant, remember ?" he said.

Right. How stupid I am.

"Didn't you just drink a coffee ?"

"Actually, while you were too busy working, I ordered a plate" he said and I look down.

But then... my stomach grumble...

"I think you're the one who is hungry" he said trying to hold a laugh

"Yeah... I'll make ramyeon" I said walking to the kitchen.

"I'll make food" he said walking past me. The way to the kitchen wasn't that difficult. It's just a door between the kitchen and the living room so when I start to walk toward this door, it was obvious that the kitchen is in this way.

I stop and look at him shocked.

"What ?"

"You know how to cook ?!"

"Yeah... why ?" he said as if it was normal. Well it's normal to know how to cook. It's just... I didn't assume that someone as rich like him would know how to cook.

You know how to cook and you're rich My inner voice told me

Shut up.

"Just asking. But let me cook, you're the guest after all" I said, following him in the kitchen

"No way. You worked the whole day after school and you must be tired. Let me cook"

"Let me at least help you"

"No. Go back in the other room, I don't know, sleep on the couch or something like that. Just let me do it"

"But-"

"I won't burn the kitchen I promise"

"I know"

"Then go back in the living room"

"Okay..." I said and I left the kitchen

"Can I use everything I want ?" he ask from the kitchen

"Yeah"