monophobia|jenmin

Mochi

"you'll never be able to love someone as much as you miss them."

Ever since the kiss it has been really awkward.

It's been a couple weeks but still.

I mean not in a bad way.

Jimin has been acting really lovey dovey.

Which isn't bad.

He brings me breakfast in bed and treats me like a queen.

He's been treating me like a princess all this time which is why I'm saying he treats me like a queen.

I like it but I feel like I do nothing for him.

I feel like a can't do anything for him.

I don't have money.

I can't cook.

And I'm an awkward person in general.

We like eachother but i don't know what we are.

Are we a couple?

Still friends?

I don't know.

I think today is the day I ask him.

I get out of bed and do my morning routine then go downstairs.

It's really quiet so I'm guessing that he is still asleep since it's pretty early in the morning.

I go into the kitchen and start to make some eggs.

One of the few things I can actually cook

I grab my phone that Jimin bought for me and start to blast some music.

I start to go wild dance to the music while whippin my eggs.

'I'm, in the, kitchen, whippin, whippin!~'

All the sudden I feel a pair of arms wrap around my waist and a chin rest on my shoulder.

I think twice about knocking out the victim then I notice it was Jimin.

I freeze but then relax.

I've never been hugged like this before.

It felt good.

And safe.

Like Hobi.

"Jimin can I ask you a question?" I type as I pause the music.

"Yea what's up." He asks.

"What are we?" I type.

"Umm." He pauses.

As a tiny bunny hops around the corner with a letter in its mouth.