𝓗𝓲𝓶 & 𝓘

Chapter 49

I looked at Suga and asked him what the upheaval was.

As indicated by him , Jin was going to make some kimchi pancakes. So, he got some flour for it and afterward tripled over that guy.

Wow, check out that Innocent kid remaining there with his head down. Somebody had been busted.

"Just excuse him for me. Will you?" I pleaded  to Jin while assisting him with cleaning the flour. What's more, that worked somehow.  I was making a decent attempt not to chuckle at him. Seeing Jin leave the kitchen, we both began chuckling as the younger one began to mimic his hyung.  “What did you do to my handsome face?”

The gummy grin displayed up once again as he  kept watching the younger one mirroring Jin, it  was apparent that he was completely getting a charge out of the thing he was seeing.  

Suppressing my urge to pinch those cute cheeks, I directed my concentration toward Kook.

" Forgive him for me,  will you?"

"That sounds cringe.” I glared.

"Did I truly say that?" I frowned at both of them while one went onto his emotionless appearance and the other nodded his head.

"Can't accept hyung succumbed to that. At any rate, is the food done hyung? We are really hungry." 

"A couple of moments more," he replied as he began making not many kimchi pancakes.

"Help me."  His voice reverberated through the room as I was going to disappear.

"What should I assist you with? The pancakes again?"

"Stay adjacent to me." I sat alongside him on the counter watching him. He had a splendid grin all over. My hand unexpectedly went towards his cheeks as I squashed them. 

Fuck, what the heck did I do?

"I didn't mean to.." I whispered  without meeting his look.

" ..I wouldn't mind." My look quickly met his as I tracked down his gummy smile back all over which caused me to feel a great number of butterflies in my stomach.

"The food is prepared," I shouted from the kitchen counter. At the referencing of the food, there came Jungkook running towards us as he got around the obstacles  in case he was taking part in an obstacle race. 

"I'll take that." He took away  the plate of succulent kimchi pancakes  while we both carried the remainder of the plates to the dining room. The handsome guy had washed up and took a seat adjacent to Jimin  .

Well sitting next to Tae, didn't do any great. The main thing I ended up seeing was a grin shaping all over every time our eyes met and the one reclining across from me couldn't quit scowling at us. The very same individual I needed to help today.

After breakfast, I considered investing some energy to catch up with a few Korean illustrations I had been taking as of late. At least I could get what the heck they were talking about despite my good faith. With that aim, I went back to my room, getting a piece of paper from my file, all set to kill.

"What the fuck? This is killing me,"  I groaned as one more piece of paper was thrown into the  dustbin. I made a decent attempt to gain proficiency with the letter sets last week and presently I was down to nothing. An hour passed by as I continued to battle with this.

A thump on the door intruded on the upsetting meeting I was going through. Shutting every one of the tabs with the speed of lightning, I advanced towards the door. 

"Am I disturbing you?"  The door opened uncovering Yoongi with a bag of chips.  

"Most certainly not." I grinned at him as he sat on my bed easily.

"I didn't see you around after breakfast. So why were you here?" He enquired.

"Was… perusing an article.

Well, the expression all over said he didn't believe me at all.

"About?"

"Food… the ones I want you guys to attempt."

He just murmured to it.

"Then, at that point, we should watch it together, shall we?"

"You sure with regards to that?"  

He nodded his head offering me his response.

I sat close to him putting the laptop on my lap.   I didn't recall the number of videos we both marathon watched. The main thing I neglected to acknowledge was that he was making a decent attempt not to doze off.

 I'm worn out," he muttered as our eyes met. He set the laptop on the end table. He set his head on my lap.

"Wha… What are you doing?"

"I’m resting," he murmured back shutting his eyes.

"Am I making you feel uncomfortable?" He asked opening his eyes once more.

"No, it's okay."

"Great!" He muttered prior to making himself comfortable again.

Sure, I didn't anticipate that he should do this. Would he mind if I…?