You were cooking dinner for all eight of you, various different things having to be cooked due to one person not liking this and the other not liking that. It would sometimes stress you out trying to find a meal everybody would eat, so you just settled for cooking what each hybrid liked.
"The rice needs to be cooked now-" You spoke to yourself, one hand occupied in shaking a pan that had meat frying in, the other hand turning on the rice cooker.
"Do you need help?" Jin chuckled softly as he walked into the kitchen. "You're looking a bit flustered with how much you have to cook."
"Are you sure you want to help?" You laughed quietly. "I know you're fully capable of taking care of yourself, but I've never seen you try to cook meals before."
"I used to be kept in a kitchen..." He looked down, frowning slightly. "They taught me how to cook from when I was a young age and they sold me on to do just that."
"Oh Jin..." You frowned slightly, wishing you could leave the food unattended for a minute to comfort the tall male.
"But if it helps you out, I'd much rather cook!" He flashed a smile to you and you sent one back. "What do you need help with?"
"Just keep an eye on the rice and start cutting the vegetables please?" You asked. He nodded and grabbed an apron and a knife before washing and cutting the vegetables.
Even with your attention on trying not to burn down the house or mess up the food, you couldn't help but notice how at home he seemed in the kitchen. You regretted doubting his skills, but at the same time you felt terrible for how he acquired them.
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Once everything was cooked, you both dished them out before carrying them to the dining table. As the last bowl hit the table, the rest of the boys came rushing in. Stomachs growling.
"My favorite!" Jimin beamed, bowing before eating the food. Jin let out a small gasp as he eyed the bowl of his favorite.
"Y-You made my favorite as well?" Jin asked as you sat down, helping yourself to some of the rice and some of the meat.
"Well if I made everybody their favorites, it would be wrong not to make yours too." You smiled. "I know you're not too fussy, but I'd rather everybody be content with their favorite meals than leaving people out."
Before you could say anything else, he had wrapped his arms around you tightly.
"Thank you!" He whispered. "T-They never treated me to my favorite meal, I was left with the scraps and-"
"Don't worry about it." You smiled ruffling his hair as he sat down. "Eat up!"
He smiled and ate the food, moaning as he did.
"Thank you so much!" He grinned.
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