Yoongi picks you up at the airport with three others, his manager and bodyguard, whom you know well. You don't recognize the driver; he must be new.
"Oh, Mr. Min 'Important' Yoon Gi, are you sure you should be seen with plain little me?" you teasingly say as you hug him close.
He kisses your cheek, then says, "You are lucky I even bothered to come get you. I was having the best nap ever. I could have just called an Uber, you cheeky miss."
You both embrace, and he spins you in his arms, saying, "I have missed your smart-ass mouth."
He sits you down, and you hold hands as you go to the waiting suv. His manager opens the side door and holds a hand out to help you in.
"Thank you, Mr. Kim. How are the children doing?" you politely ask.
He smiles that you remember and answers, "They are doing great. Thank you for asking."
You all get in and buckle up as the bodyguard puts your suitcases in the back. You turn your head back towards him, and with laughter, you say, "Thank you, Mr. Jung. You know you didn't have to do that. Oppa should have done it since I'm his favorite cousin."
He laughs and closes the back of the suv, and gets in.
Yoongi reaches over and grabs your hand playfully, grumbling, " Brat."
He says, "I have been trying to get you to come for a visit for months now." He tugs your hand.
"What, you don't like your cousin Yoongi anymore?" he pouts at you, and you burst out laughing.
"I love you, and you know it," you say, giving him a playful shove. He bumps into the seat armrest, and he pinches you on the arm.
"OWE! Yoongi, not so hard!" You whine at him.
He laughs, saying, "You like it hard, and you know it."
You blush shyly, saying, "Hush."
You look at the driver, embarrassed because he doesn't know how you and Yoongi pick on each other.
With a roll of his eyes, Yoongi says, "No worries, believe me, they have heard it all." As if to prove the point you hear them softly laughing.
"Aish! Yoongi! They are going to think you and I are, are . . that we."
Yoongi leans forward between the driver and Mr. Kim and tells them, "We are cousins, kindred spirits, nothing else, and you know that. Besides, she doesn't even like me."
He leans back, not even looking at you, and grumbles, "There, now they know the truth, you hate and despise me."
You roll your eyes laughing, and the others laugh, too.
"It's good to see you again, Miss Min," says the bodyguard sitting behind you. He has missed the back-and-forth teasing between you and Yoongi, too.
You smile at him and cheerfully tell him, "It's good to see you too. Thank you for taking such good care of my Yoongi."
The driver is silent as the two men smile, voicing how happy they are to see you. They have missed hearing you and Yoongi playfully bickering. Yoongi was more open and expressive of his feelings when you were around.
You sit back, look at Yoongi, and ask, "Who will be home?"
Yoongi sighs, saying, "Everyone."
"Even Jin?" you blush slightly when you ask and hope he doesn't notice. This is your best friend and cousin, and he never misses anything when it comes to you. You both grew up together and knew everything about each other, everything.
"What are you blushing for?" laughing at you, he says, "I know you're crushing on him."
"Ah, stop. I just think he's cute," you admitted, your face blushing deep red.
Yoongi looks at you pretending to be appalled and, in shock, says, "He's World Wide Handsome! How can you call him 'just' cute?" You both start laughing.
The driver spewed his drink on the steering wheel with a sudden burst of laughter, and you and Yoongi would be rolling on the floor laughing if it wasn't for the seatbelts. Mr. Kim grabbed paper napkins and handed them to the driver as everyone's laughter settled down.
"Ahh, my sides hurt so much from laughing." You say, trying to catch your breath.
Yoongi, with happiness in his voice, says, "I'm so glad you finally came to visit us."
You are excited to see Jin again. You might have butted heads a couple of times on your last visit, but you both loved cooking together. The other members loved it when you would visit, too, because of the delicious foods that came out of the kitchen when you and Jin cooked together, though there was a lot of bickering and arguing.
"Can I ask you something seriously, Yoongi?" You're almost about to tell him never mind.
He can tell you are anxious about something and says, "You know you can ask me anything."
"Is Jin still mad at me for winning the little impromptu cooking contest we had last time I was here?" you ask him, hoping Jin isn't still mad.
Yoongi thinks, then says, "Hm, I don't think so. I mean, he hasn't said anything in, oh, about three hours since I left to pick you up." He laughs, and you roll your eyes and start laughing too.
You can't help but let a little pride work its way into your voice when you admit, "I didn't mean to upset him, but you all did choose my dish over his, and none of you had any idea who made which one."
Yoongi says, "Yeah, I think his pride took a hit that day. But he ate more of yours than his own, so I think he liked it better, too."
You both laugh, remembering Jin trying to hide the fact that he kept eating from the dish you had made.
The driver says, "We're here." as he pulls into the drive and parks the suv.
Your heart races just a little at the thought of seeing Jin again. You wonder if the kitchen will survive the both of you cooking this time.
You softly giggle, and Yoongi looks at you curiously as he helps you out.
"What's so funny?" he asks.
You blush, saying, "Oh, nothing really, just happy to see everyone again."
There seemed to be just a teaspoon or two of animosity between you and Jin when your dish won unanimously among the members and staff when you were here last. You think to yourself 'I wonder what we can whip up in the kitchen this time. Hopefully not another fight.'
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World Wide Handsome's Recipe For Love
FanfictionJin steps close to your face, waving his spoon and yelling, "Don't tell me I don't understand something when it comes to cooking!" Despite your petite stature with hands on your hips, you yell back, "Don't yell at me, you brute!" Aggravated, you sna...