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Ch. 8 Warm

"Marry me" I whispered to myself as she walked out of the room. Luckily, she didn't hear me.

Y/n was so kind and considerate. The problem was, I couldn't tell her that, at least for a while it wouldn't hurt, would it? 

Your POV : 

I walked into the kitchen and started making my masterpiece. I grabbed some ingredients from the fridge, pantry and etc. First I got one pot filled it with water and set it on the stove so it could boil. I grabbed a small package of chicken from the freezer and let it thaw out. It wasn't too frozen so it wouldn't take long. Once the water started to boil I put in pasta inside so it would cook.

"Everythings going perfectly to plan," I said out loud  

I started cutting the carrots, onions, celery, and potatoes. I put the cut up ingredients in their own separate bowls until I was ready to combine them all. When the chicken completely thawed out, I washed it with cool water and dried it off. I put some seasoning to put some flavor in them. I got a pan put only a bit of oil in it and waited for it to sizzle. I checked the pasta to make sure it was cooking properly, and it thankfully was.

When I heard the sizzle from the pan, I put the chicken inside. It didn't take long for it to cook since it wasn't too big. After the pasta finished, I poured it into a strainer (a type of bowl) so the hot water could leak out just leaving the cooked pasta. I went back to the chicken and flipped it on the other side so it could cook. I got the same pot, cleaned it out, and then put some chicken broth inside. I let it get warm enough so I could put the pasta inside along with the veggies. 

After the chicken fully cooked, I let it cool, and once it did, I grabbed a clean knife and started to cut it into pieces. After I finished I dropped the chicken in the broth with the other ingredients. 

Jimin POV : 

I could smell what Y/n was cooking all the way from my room. It smelt so good. It was actually making me hungry. Why does she have to be so perfect? She's so hard to resist. I just wish she knew I truly love her, and not a sister or friend.

Your POV :

Once I stirred all the ingredients, I added some thyme and pepper for more taste. I grabbed a bowl from a cabinet and put some of the soup inside. I put it on a tray I found and put a glass of juice along with it.  

I took the tray and walked into his room and sat it right in front of him. 

"Y-you made this for me?"

"Of course, it was what my mom made for me when I wasn't feeling well. "

"Th-thank you," he said very softly

"Anything for you. Call me when you need me ok?" I said before walking off

Jimin POV :

Once she left, I took a sip of the soup. It was delicious. I'm surprised her major wasn't in something that had to deal with food. It didn't take long for me to finish the first bowl, so I called her in.

"Hmm, wait- let me guess you want another bowl of soup?" she said

I, of course, nodded my head

She jokingly rolled her eyes, came over to where I was and took the bowl back with her. She later came back with a fresh bowl of more. 

"Here you go..." she said while placing it on the tray in front of me

"Thanks again," I say giving her one of my eye smiles

"No prob. You know what to do when you need me."