That One Quiet Kid | Yoonmin

Chapter 34

No idea who that dude is, but he was in my gallery so, what the hell, he's here now. ^^^

I have my mini map drawn of what major events still need to happen before the end of this book...
Now to plan~~~

Edit: Weeks later and I still have horrible writer's block on this book, followed by lack of interest.
Promise I will finish it though. 😕

Edit edit: I THINK I'M OVER MY WRITER'S BLOCK 😭

Oh, and double update because I'm getting somewhere and this is more or less a short Yoonmin filler before it moves on to Vhopekook doing the naughty naughty~~

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A couple of hours passed before my parents returned. Whenever they did, my mom came up to my room with the intention of telling Jimin and I that they had brought some takeout for us, but--the moment my mom saw Jiyoon's big eyes looking at her, my mom immediately froze.

"This is Jiyoon, mom. She's our baby." I said as I pat Jiyoon on the head. The pup perked up whenever I called her mom, and my mom perked up whenever I called Jiyoon our baby.

And in unison, the two both went after each other.

My mom set down the takeout bag near the door and sprinted into the room to hug Jiyoon, and Jiyoon whined and wiggled off the couch to go and meet her grandma. Jimin and I smiled from where we still cuddled in bed as my mom picked up Jiyoon.

"Oh, goodness! Are you hungry, sweetie? Do you want some cookies? I can make you some cookies--" My mom immediately offered, carrying her off without even a glance at Jimin and I.

"Will she be okay on her own with them?" I asked, looking at Jimin.

"She'll be fine." Jimin mumbled as he snuggled closer to me. "If she weren't fine with it, she wouldn't have let your mom carry her away."

I hummed, before I groaned as I got up, much to Jimin's disappointment. He whined whenever I left the bed, but I didn't go far. I grabbed the takeout that my mom had left for us and carried it to the bed, taking out the two boxes of food and setting them on my barren nightstand.

"Sit up, babe. You're hungry, aren't you?"

Jimin sniffed the air, taking a deep breath before he hummed. "Maybe."

"Maybe?"

"The pup will decide whenever I take a bite if I'm hungry or not."

"Do you need...a doggy bag or something?"

"No. I'm pretty good at sprinting to the closest bathroom."

I cringed, a bit hesitant to give him the food now, but I let him have it anyway whenever he gave me puppy eyes and curled his bottom lip, similarly to the way Jiyoon does it.

Or--Jiyoon does it similarly to him.

That's adorable.

I kissed the pout on his lips before I gave him one of the boxes and a plastic fork. He curiously opened the box, putting it in the little of his lap as he stared over the sauced chicken inside. He took a deep breath, before he hummed in delight.

"Well, I haven't gagged yet, so I think it will be okay."

Thankfully, it was true. Jimin ate the entire box of food, and shamelessly eyed mine whenever he finished. I gave him a few pieces of my chicken too, but I didn't give him a whole lot. I didn't want him to throw up from overeating, no matter how much he whined that he wanted more.