My Rockstar || Seungjin

Chapter 9:

SEUNGMIN'S POV:

I stirred uncomfortably in my bed as the sunlight was penetrating through the windows then into my eyes, thus forcing me to open them anyway.

A yawn ripped through my throat, as I kept rubbing my eyes in hopes to adjust to the brightness of my room.

Once my vision had cleared- I turned my head, only to see an empty spot next to me with its sheets all disheveled.

Panic rose in my stomach before I gasped and threw the covers off of me as I rushed out my bed, sprinting towards the door. My mind raced as my heart began to beat more and more rapidly.

I opened the door and almost flew down the stairs, but nonetheless- I was already beginning to tear up, praying earnestly that maybe he was still here, and that everything might've all been a dream.

The further I descended the staircase, a sound of hissing and an aroma of food replenished my dozed senses. When I had finally reached downstairs, I saw a body in the kitchen, their back was facing towards me so I couldn't decipher who it was.

"Hyung..?", my voice felt weak- barely audible, my fingers were trembling, and my mind felt brainwashed with only panic and fear.

They turned around, and it was...

Hyunjin?

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3RD PERSON'S POV:

Just an hour before Seungmin had awoken, Hyunjin was already up, and when he did, he instantly decided he wanted to go take a shower to start off the new morning.

Before he left, he made sure to take a good look at the sleeping boy and sighed in relief when he saw Seungmin's peaceful state. He thought he'd just leave the other to sleep more while he could wash up and perhaps make breakfast.

Hyunjin stealthily climbed off the bed and then walked to his bathroom. After taking a brief shower, he headed downstairs and immediately walked to the kitchen.

A cup of coffee sounded pretty good right now.

And that's what the blonde did. After brewing some coffee, he took a short sip, letting all the caffeine and bitterness of the drink to wake him up to his maximum consciousness.

Hyunjin only assumed that Seungmin would be hungry when he woke up, so he began to think of what he could cook for their breakfast.

"Hmm, I hope Seungmin likes egg fried rice.", he said. The male just shrugged it off and started to gather all of his ingredients.

After cracking the eggs and pouring the yolk mixture onto the heated and already-oiled pan, he then started to sauté the eggs and rice all together before inserting the sauces and seasonings in.

But because the male was so focused on cooking he hadn't notice another presence entering into the vicinity of the kitchen.

"Hyung...?", a voice called, one that just sounded so small and fragile, one that had weirdly taken an emotional toll on Hyunjin.

The male turned around, and saw Seungmin standing behind the counter.

Hyunjin quickly turned off the flame on the stove, putting the pan aside as he turned around again- not prepared from how Seungmin was a lot closer to him than he was a second ago.

The boy slowly made his way to Hyunjin, who didn't say anything, just blinked at Seungmin.

Seungmin kept walking until he was only a feet away from the taller. However, the lack of distance between their faces made it easier for Hyunjin to see the redness and glossiness in Seungmin's eyes- almost like the latter was about to cry.

Seungmin quickly everted his head to the floor when his eyes had made contact with Hyunjin's, his eyes fighting the tears from releasing, but soon felt a big hand pat on the top of his head.

"Ah you're probably hungry right? Sit, I made us food.", Hyunjin chuckled as he found the latter avoiding his eyes to be adorable. He redirected his body to reach up to the cabinets, pulling out two bowls and a cup.

Seungmin watched quietly as Hyunjin hurriedly distributed the rice into the bowls and was busily retrieving the utensils at the same time. He then brought everything to the same table the two ate last night, making the set up somewhat visually appealing.

Seungmin reluctantly took a seat at the table as he stared down at the meal in front of him.. Seungmin looked up to see Hyunjin sitting across from him, sliding a cup of water to him.

The boy picked up his spoon, taking a bold scoop of the rice. Once the food had touched his tongue, his eyes widened.

It was delicious.

Seungmin began to take bigger spoons of the dish, shoving each one down his throat hurriedly. Hyunjim stifled in a laugh as he watched how genuinely Seungmin seemed to be enjoying the food. It made him happy to see that.

"The food's good huh?", Hyunjin said, receiving a nod from the other.

Seungmin finished his bowl a lot quicker than he usually would. When he gulped down his last bite, he placed his spoon down and sighed.

"I'm sorry...", Seungmin said.

Hyunjin cocked his head, "For what?"

"For making you do all of this for me.", Seungmin mumbled.

Hyunjin chewed nonchalantly whilst shaking his head again, before he too consumed his last bite of food. "You sure like to apologize...", he said.

Seungmin was about to let out a 'sorry' slip through his mouth but realized what the blonde had said. He scoffed playfully as he took the dishes into his hands and walked to the counter.

Hyunjin darted after the boy, "Hey! What're you doing?", he asked confusedly.

Seungmin didn't listen, nor respond as he placed the bowls and the single cup into the sink. He turned on the water before he began to softly scrub the objects. "It's really all I can do for now while I'm here.", he replied, grabbing the nearby dish soap.

"Seungmin it's fine-", Hyunjin said as he tried to take the dishes away from the other's hands, but failed when Seungmin had pulled them to far from his reach.

"Y'know, when we bumped into each other the first time- you didn't really look like what the rumors said you would seem to be.", Seungmin started as he set down one bowl into the dishwasher.

Hyunjin raised a brow, "What's that's supposed to mean?"

Seungmin hummed, "Well for starters, who would've thought that the 'JYP Campus-Prince' would come barging into a college lecture over fifteen-minutes late, not to mention that he looked so tired that his eyes bags so bad that it would've painted more than just under your eyes."

"Gave me a more of a 'peasant' impression than 'prince'."

Hyunjin's jaw dropped, speechlessly watching Seungmin, casually put the last cup away.

"Hand me that pan will you?", said Seungmin.

Hyunjin blinked, flabbergasted, but still passed the pan to the boy.

"It's also pretty hard to believe that you're a player." , Seungmin said whilst he grimaced from all the oil and grease that stained the pan.

"Woww. Do I not look attractive to you? Is it my so-dark eye bags that scare people away?" , Hyunjin said as he mocked Seungmin's words from earlier.

Seungmin felt a smile tug on his lips,

"No. Because a regular player nor heartbreaker can never be so handsome, selfless, and a good cook at the same time."

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AUTHOR'S NOTE:

As few probably had noticed, the chapters get longer and more dialogue is shown as the story progresses.

Word Count- 1258.