FROM STRANGER TO SOMETHING || Jimin ff ||

18.

I had done cooking and preparing our plates as my eyes land on him. He was looking at photo frames on the wall. I took our plates and placed it on dining table.

I walked to him and stood in front of him blocking his view.

"Stop staring at my photos, Mr creep." I fold my hands "It's you and your parents, right?" He points his finger on a photo of three people "yes." I nod.

"And this is yeonjun and you, I guess." Now he points to a teenage photo of us "yes." I nod again.

"I assume she's Emma and this grown up jerk is yeonjun, am I right?" He eyes me "how did you guess all of them right?" My eyes get bigger.

"What do you think? How?" He smirks "You, creep have you been stalking me for a long time?" I raise my voice a bit and eyes wide.

"What? No?" He panics "then what was that?" I asked playing with him "I just- it was-" he stutters as I burst out laughing.

"Come, breakfast is ready." I hit his shoulder playfully and walk to the table while laughing.

"You're so evil." He wails and follows me.

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"Wow, it was so amazing." He speaks while chewing his last bite "you're a good cook huh."

"It's not like that, I just kinda know how to cook. That's it." I explain "but it was delicious." I smile on his compliment.

"So-" my phone ring stops him from speaking "lemme take this call."

On call

Hey.

Hii. Did you get up?

Yeah.

Good, I'm on my way. I'll be there in 10 minutes.

What?!?! Yeonjun-ah you should've called me little earlier.

Why? I thought you'll be happy that I coming very early.

No, I mean I am but-

Sorry though.

There's no need to say that Yeonjun.

Shall I buy icecream for you?

No. We'll buy it when we go back.

Alright, bye.

Bye.

I put my phone down and turn to jimin with my big eyes and he was already looking at me.