Bts Imagines [ Book 2 ] EDITING IS ON

Jin

It was the night before Christmas and you were yet to do something actually interesting all day. Since you had decided that it would be the first year you wouldn't procrastinate on buying gifts, the time in which you would typically spend rushing around your local mall looking for gifts was now being used to rewatch Christmas movies you had seen thousands of times. Movies that you were getting bored of, quite frankly. You turned the TV off halfway through Elf (which you had seen around 12 times already) and checked the time. It was 9:54, almost an hour after your boyfriend Jin had said he would be coming home.

You sighed as you heaved yourself off the couch, grabbing your phone to order takeout from your and Jin's favorite restruant. You began dialing the number but dropped your phone with a start as Jin barreled through your apartment door, 5 shopping bags in hand.

"Y/n, I'm so sorry I'm late but I have a surprise for you," he said, looking at you apologetically. You looked down at the shopping bags in his arms and smiled, knowing full well what he had bought. You crossed the distance between the two of you in three quick strides, taking some of the bags from him and walking into the kitchen, where you emptied the contents of the bags out onto the counter, grinning as the ingredients you had expected to find came tumbling out of the flimsy plastic bags.

"I was beginning to think you had forgotten about our tradition," you chuckled as you fished five giant bottles of sprinkles and decorative candies out of one of the shopping bags.

You shared Jin's love for baking and cooking and had a tradition of making gingerbread men every Christmas eve with him, a tradition the two of you had been doing ever since you were childhood friends.

You quickly picked out the ingredients needed for the dough and found a mixing bowl to make it in. Jin grabbed several smaller bowls and set to work on making different colors of frosting by mixing food coloring with plain white icing.

By the time he had finished making an assortment of different icing colors, you were done with making the dough and set to work on rolling it out into a giant rectangle. Jin grabbed a couple of gingerbread-men shaped cookie cutters and the two of you began to cut the cookies out, laying them out on a baking sheet. You popped the baking tray in the oven and smiled at Jin.

You turned to start cleaning the counter off but shrieked when Jin smeared blue icing all over your cheek, hiding behind the kitchen island when you tried to get him back. You chased him around the kitchen as you tried to throw purple icing at him. By the time the two of you were done, you had run out of icing completely, the cookies had burned to a crisp because you had forgotten to take them out, and the two of you sat leaning against the cabinets and laughing like idiots, every inch of your faces covered in frosting.

"Well I guess this means no cookies this year," you chuckled, trying to wipe your face off with a napkin.

"I think we've started a new tradition!" Jin grinned at you.

"So basically by next Christmas I'll have an arsenal of frosting to get you back."

"We'll see about that," Jin laughed.

Though the kitchen ended up taking an hour to clean up, you smiled the whole time, because you wouldn't have wanted to spend Christmas Eve any other way.