You yelped as Jumin lifted you out of bed, bridal style. You grasped at his neck, trying to avoid falling out of his arms.
"Hold tight." He grumbled gently, as he walked out of your room and proceeded down the stairs.
Your bumpy ride came to an eventual stop as Jumin set you down on the counter top.
"Are spring rolls still okay?" He asked as he looked directly into your eyes.
"I'm... not hungry." You replied sheepishly. You had already been jostled out of bed and now you were being forced to participate in this... bonding activity.
"Perhaps you just don't have the taste for food yet today. I normally wouldn't suggest this, but perhaps we can enjoy a bowl of ice cream together. I have a new flavor today."
You looked down at your hands. Ice cream did sound nice. Eventually you found yourself nodding.
Happy with the progress, Jumin left you sitting on the counter and went to retrieve a bowl of ice cream.
"Today's delicacy is that known as Neopolitan ice cream. I will take this as an opportunity to bend the rules and ask if any of the three flavors, strawberry, vanilla or chocolate, are your favorite."
He handed you the bowl and waited for you to take a bite.
He waited and waited and waited. You hand held the spoon but you simply couldn't muster the energy to scoop the ice cream and feed yourself.
"Now I think you're just being difficult on purpose. Don't worry of course, I still find you cute." Jumin was running out of things to say and honestly, he hadn't expected himself to say such a thing. Neither did you. In fact, you blushed and let go of the spoon in order to hid your smile that was forming.
"Ah, was that nice to hear? Well, the next thing we shall hear if we do not move on soon, is my stomach growling. How about I feed you and you just shake your head yes or no, whether the flavor is your favorite?"
Taking your silence as acceptance, a bad trait of his, Jumin lifted up the pink ice cream to your mouth.
"Say 'Ahn~'" He requested.
You looked at him quizzically, but eventually opened your mouth just enough for him to fit the spoon into your mouth. This multi-millionaire was acting so bizarrely that you couldn't help but play along. You swallowed and quickly shoot your head no. Strawberry was nice, but it wasn't your favorite. As the sweet cream slid down your throat, you stomach responded with an angry growl. You had been ignoring it all day, and yesterday hadn't been much better. Next, the chocolate ice cream came towards you. It was also a no.But by now, Jumin was practically in between your legs, his hand perched on the counter just outside your thigh. His face closer to you than you had realized, and his cheeks tinted pink.
To him, this was incredibly sexy. He hadn't expected it to feel this way, but the dominance he had over you was enthralling him and he could barely keep himself contained.
"Well, here is the last attempt of the night. I hope I didn't spoil your appetite by spoiling you." He made a lame joke. You however, cracked a smile. It was a lame joke involving word-play but it was easy and simple. "That's what I enjoy viewing. Open up."
In a very slightly better mood, you decided to obey an earlier request of his.
"Ahn~" You said, opening much wider and closing your mouth tightly around the spoon.
"Oh!" Jumin stuttered slightly. "I... enjoy that as well, I suppose. But that is besides's the point. Let's get cooking."
As he pulled out the ingredients and set them next to you, he gave you simple jobs, such as "mix this" and "sort these". As the night progressed, the fog of depression lifted just high enough for you to also enjoy what was happening.
As Jumin finished frying up the last spring roll, placed it on a plate and walked over to you, you reached out from the counter top and enveloped him in a hug.
"Thank you, Jumin." You said.
"What for, YN? I'm simply taking care of you."
"I just want... to thank you for being the reason that I look forward to the next day. Perhaps tomorrow we can cook breakfast together as well."
With a single arm, he lifted you down from the counter and pushed you in the direction of the table. That was a lofty goal you set for yourself, but for some reason you felt like maybe... just maybe... you could do it.
AN: I just wanted to thank everyone who has been reading and voting on this story! It really goes a long way towards my motivation. If you are interested in any other Mystic Messenger fan-fictions, I also have a V x Reader story and a request book of MM lemons and/or one shots! Check out my library!
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