House of Bangtan

Life Apart

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Namjoon's POV:

Slowly I walk into the kitchen, a loud yawn leaving me. As I enter the small room, looking half dead and hunched over.

"Jimin," I whine, sliding through the doorway sluggishly. "I'm starved, what's for breakfast?" I ask, my eyes closed. When Jimin doesn't answer me, I pop my eyes open, realizing that Taehyung and Jungkook both stand at opposite sides of the room looking for something to eat. 

They snap their heads in my direction and glare at me. 

Third Person POV:

"I forgot," Namjoon says dramatically. "our dear, sweet Jimin has gone away."

"That sounded like you forgot on purpose." Taehyung growls. 

"No, of course not." The dog laughs awkwardly. "That would be pretty despicable don't you think?" He chuckles. "But you know, without Jimin here, it does feel like all the fire's gone out of this kitchen, doesn't it? Suddenly it feels so cold and derery-"

"Dammit, you are saying that on purpose aren't you?!" Jungkook screams at Namjoon. 

"In any event," The eldest continues, ignoring Jungkook. "consumed with grief as we are, I suppose we will get hungry at some point. Which reminds me, Jimin left a pot of his delicious beef stew in the refrigerator, yes?" 

Namjoon and Jungkook watch hopefully as Taehyung walks to the fridge, pulling it open. Inside, sits a white pan full of Jimin's wonderful food, which Taehyung takes out gently. 

"Perfect!" Namjoon chimes. "Now why don't you go ahead and heat that up for us, Taehyung?"

"You're joking right?" Taehyung says as he holds the pot awkwardly in his hands. 

Namjoon chuckles, suddenly remembering that Taehyung can't cook. "Of course, you're not too handy in the kitchen, now are you? Well Jungkook, I guess that leaves you." The eldest says quickly. 

"Why do I gotta do it?!" Jungkook shouts, glaring at Namjoon.

"No, no, it's alright. If you don't mind letting the last of the wonderful beef stew that Jimin put his heart and soul into preparing for us get burned to a crisp, then neither do I." Namjoon dramatically sighs. "After all, I suppose Burnt Beef Stew will be just as satisfying as Burnt Miso Soup, or Burnt Rice, or Burnt Eggs, or any of the fine burnt dishes Taehyung used to make for us before Jimin fell into our lives. Ah yes, we all seem to do quite well on our charcoal rich diet. I'm sure there's no reason we won't grow accustomed to it again...hm?" He hums to himself as he looks up, noticing Jungkook standing silently in front of the stove as he heats up the food. 

~At Breakfast~

The three boys all sit together at the table, a white bowl and soup spoon placed in front of each of them. 

"I'd have to rate your presentation a zero." Taehyung says coolly. 

"Fine! So do it yourself next time!" Jungkook yells back at the fox. 

Suddenly Namjoon clasps his hands together. "We thank you for this stew, Jimin, wherever you are."

Slowly Namjoon sips at the last of Jimin's soup, smiling to himself at the delicious taste. "Ohh..." He sighs and smiles. "I'm in heaven." 

Everyone begins to eat when again Namjoon begins to talk. 

"And to think, two bright young men like you couldn't even find a way to keep the boy who cooked this delicious stew from leaving." He whines. "Oh, the tragedy."