BTS Mexican oneshots

Jin x reader; Where are the pots?

This'll be short, sorry.

Weekdays for y/n aren't exactly the best.all she does is work,work,work, and work.It's exhausting, And her boyfriend took notice of this.Jin was such a caring man.He would always care for his precious girlfriend, whenever he could,Like today for example.Y/n has been working all week, so he decided to let her sleep in and cook some breakfast for her, Knowing how much she enjoyed eating.

It was 6 am,and y/n was still sound asleep,balled up in that one blanket with the tigre on it.As quietly as he could, He slipped out of bed, trying to avoid waking her up, because if he did, she'd probably start yelling and throw a chancla at him.
After a while, he was successful and he tip-toed out the room and into the hallway.

"O.K. que voy aser?" Jin muttered as he entered the kitchen, his heavy Asian accent showing in his, not so well spoken spanish.He thought for a second before deciding on a breakfast y/n did for him, the day after he first moved in with her, two weeks ago.It was considered a simple, yet delicious plate, which consisted of huevos con chorizo y papas.One of the Many favorite breakfast dishes of y/n.
He rummaged the fridge and pulled out the necessary ingredients needed for the dish.He carefully washed and cut the potatoes, took off that weird Skin like thing around chorizo, and beat some eggs.All was ready and set, all he needed to do was cook it.
He walked over to the cabinets over the sink and opened the door.No pans.Only some Mexican candy that Y/n has stashed there, A packet of tostadas, and some hojas de tamales.
He walked over to a cupboard above the sink and opened them.Nothing but cleaning products like fabuloso.
Jin searched everywhere for any signs of a pot or a pan, but to no avail.There wasn't even one lying around since Y/n cleaned the kitchen the night before because le da cosa having a dirty kitchen.
"Where is the pans?!" Jin muttered through gritted teeth.At this point he was at the very tip of frustration.
There's only one thing to do: ask y/n.
It was a deadly task to do, but he was a strong soldier.
He marched out of the kitchen and down the hall to her room.He peeked his head in and saw that she was still peacefully sleeping, letting out small snores and curling up with the blanket that has un tigre on it.
He slowly walked up to the side of the bed and placed a gentle hand on her arm, shaking her slightly. " Amor, despierta." He said softly with a deep Korean accent.
Y/n moaned out in confusion and one of her eyes fluttered open "Jin? Que quieres?" .
"Where are the pans?"He asked.
"Pans? As in pan dulce?" She turned to face him.
" No, the pans to cook"He responded.
Y/n sighed loudly" ay hombre.They're where they've always been."We readjusted herself on the bed and covered her head with the blanket.
"Which is where?"Jin softly asked, kinda afraid to annoy her.
Y/n groaned and kicked the blanket off of er and got out of the bed "ven aqui" She said in a deadly tone as she walked out if her room and into the kitchen with jin in tow.She walked to the stove and opened the door of the oven where all the " missing" pots and pans were stored.
Jin bit his lip and hung his head.He had a mixture of feeling, mostly consisting of comfusion, stupidity and embarrassment."Lo siento amor".
Y/n sighed and walked over to him, giving him a peck on the lips, reassuring him that she wasn't mad at him."esta bien cariño."

ITS OK, IM MEXICAN