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CHEF!SEOKJIN

chef!seokjin
slight fluff, slight angst

hi just a warning, pls don't slap me by the end of this chapter bc i also know this oneshot isnt my best but :') i have reasons *cries* + my english cmi in this one thanks fml and pls vote even tho this isnt my best but the votes will encourage moimoimoi :')

y/n pov

"yah! kim seokjin-ssi! it's the fifth time you've ruined my bonding with my friend!" i screamed at seokjin, knowing that we were the only ones in the house. my brother was probably out partying like the usual, my parents working, the maids and butlers on their leave. the maids and butlers in my house are only required to report two times a week to clean as i'm usually the only one at home, which means not much mess to clean up. only seokjin was required to report everyday because well, let's just say i'm no kitchen material.

seokjin shrugged his shoulders, his broad back facing me, "so what? i'm not his servant or anything. i'm hired to serve only you and your family members."

kim seokjin was one of the more known chefs in korea that kind of went through a slump, due to the increasing demand for food flavour etc. hence, my parents decided to hire him as our, well mostly me, personal chef. he might look like an angel at first sight but he is a real devil on the inside. everytime i invite a boy friend, yes just a friend of the male gender, he would purposely ignore my words about helping my friend but he would help me. it's so frustrating that my friends end up laughing at something, and leaving in the end. whenever i ask them what they are laughing about, they ignore me and just try to change the topic. they've ignored me for -nth times that i gave up.

"ugh, seokjin please just stop," i looked at him, "you were just hired to serve me so can you just do what i ask you to do?"

seokjin turned around with an unreadable expression on his face, "since you've already put it like that, i shall do as you say."

"i-" i tried to continue but got cut off. seokjin threw the towel he was using to wipe his hands on the table and left the house.

i have never seen him like this before, usually he would just tease me and not stop what he is doing. to be honest, sometimes i just find myself admiring his broad back and his facial features. just how it would feel like leaning on that wide back, how it would feel to kiss those lips- oh my god, y/n! stop yourself for the nth time already! but hey, no one can say that seokjin is not handsome.

i admit i might have just a slight teeny weeny crush on seokjin but i will never confess. i know seokjin is not into me, so why try when i know i'll fail?

i dialed seokjin's phone many times yet it was sent to voicemail. damn it, he's ignoring me. i decided to call namjoon, one of my seniors in college as well as jin's close friend.

"hey namjoon, would you mind calling seokjin for me? he keeps ignoring my calls," i spoke over the line.

i heard slight curses and mumbles, "what happened y/n? i swear both of you are so dumb."

i explained the situation to namjoon, and he laughed. he f-cking laughed at the end of my story.

"damn y/n i can feel you glaring at me over the line already. okay, how about we meet at wendy's? the one you live close to," namjoon stopped laughing and sounded semi-serious again.