"Zero? Hmm, I like it," Namjoon smiles, the others seeming to agree with the new name before making their way out of the room and off to where they're staying while they're here, usually being based in Seoul rather than Busan.
Waving goodbye, you and Jin stay inside as Namjoon sees the others out, your older dad turning to you as soon as the others have all left the room.
"You're sorting out your own food tonight," he strictly says, causing you to drop your head in sadness and shame, before realising something important.
"B-but," you look up at him with puppy dog eyes, the following words already hurting you before you've even said them, "I'm leaving tomorrow, this is my last night at home..."
His face drops at those words, realising how true that is, even though you've only been with them for five years, you've all become a family, both Jin and Namjoon see you as their daughter, and considering how bad your life was and how you were treated before they took you in, they're obviously going to be worried and upset about you leaving.
Jin looks down at your face, watching as you wipe a tear away before hugging you tightly, apologising repeatedly and promising to cook the 'best dinner he's ever cooked' tonight.
Upon returning, Namjoon smiles fondly at the two of you still hugging as you laugh at Jin being Jin while he makes dad jokes, saying that he has to make as many as he can tonight since you're growing up and moving out tomorrow.
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Eventually, after Namjoon had made you go back to work, you finish for the day and get to go home, a sense of defeat washing over you when you step inside your house, the one and only house that has ever really made you feel welcome, where no one got hurt, no one judged you, you were loved and cared for, the place where you felt like part of a family.
Before you can continue these sad thoughts, a delicious smell wafts past your nose, causing you to immediately be alert, searching for the origin of the scent, having thought you left the station before your dads did.
Cautiously making your way towards the kitchen, beginning to recognise the smell more and more the closer you get, you hear soft humming from the room, slowly pushing the door open.
Jin almost collides with you as he turns to walk out of the room while you open the door to go in, screaming at your sudden appearance, causing you to jump and yelp in response, the two of you laughing once you realise what happened.
"You scared the hell out of me Y/N!!" He complains, lightly pushing you out of the kitchen, which is more well known as his 'favourite place in the house', other than Namjoons bed that is, ahem I mean what?
"Yeah well I thought you were still at the station so imagine how I felt walking into my empty home to the smell of someone cooking bibimbap," you jokingly reply, causing a smile to spread across his face.
"Ahhh so you know the smell now"
"How could I not, your bibimbap is the best bibimbap and my favourite food ever"
"That's why I made it tonight," he grins, returning to cooking, "could you set the table please? Namjoon should be back soon"
Giving Jin a quick light hug, you head over to the dining table and set out the usual three plates, bowls and cutlery, all in the correct places, not a single thing out of line, before making your way upstairs to get changed and do some more packing before your food is ready.
About 15 minutes later, you hear a familiar voice shout 'I'm hooome' before hearing a quiet crack and the sound of something hitting the floor.
"Did you break the coat rack again?!"
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Not On The System 《Jungkook x Reader》
Fanfiction"What... are you?" Name: N/A Age: N/A Family: N/A Appearance: N/A ID: N/A Jeon Jeongguk doesn't have an ID, like everyone else in the world. No one knows his real name. No one knows his age or birthday. No one, including him, knows who his family a...
