Imagines • BTS

KNJ4

Imagine...

You stand at the doorway to watch Namjoon peeling onions.

Correction: trying to peel onions.

You chuckle at the sight of him. How can someone be so smart and stupid at the same time? 

"Joon." you call out his name and he looks at you.

"Lay the onion flat..." you say and he smacks his forehead.

"I'm such a fool." he laughs at himself.

You stand for another 10 minutes watching him trying to figure out how to cut a chicken.

"You know that you don't have to cook for me... Right?" you say, feeling guilty that he's having so much trouble just to cook you a meal.

"I know, but I want to." he smiles and you walk towards him.

You wrap your arms around his waist. "But you can't even cook." you tease and he frowns.

"I'm a good cook. I am an idol and I have to cook for 6 people." he defends himself.

"Don't pretend to be Seokjin." you say with a smile as you pinch his cheeks. 

He pouts.

"Cutie." you say and boop his nose.

Namjoon grins when he successfully cut and minced the chicken.

"Can I get a reward for this?" he says with a smirk.

"What kind of reward do you want?" you ask him, acting like your dumb.

"Well, a kiss will definitely do." he smirks.

"But if you want to do something more than that,  I don't mind." he winks and you playfully hit his arm.

"Alright, close you eyes." you say and he does as you say.

"Kiss me." he says in a cute voice.

You peck his lips quickly and he frowns.

"That's it?" he complains and you smile at him.

"If you manage to cook it then I will reward you with something much greater than that." you tease him and you walk away slowly with a huge smirk on your face.

You can hear him groan in the kitchen when he reads the recipe for the seventh time.

Victory.