Chp. 13 | Mochi and my Mochi

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(Jimin's pov)
"Woohoo, I'm with Jackson," Lisa cheered as we were walking back home. "I don't mind being with Umji either," y/n replied back.

I wanted to be with y/n instead, to be honest, anyone would have been better than Seulgi.

"You guys are lucky," they looked at me, "I'm with Seulgi," I rolled my eyes.

"What's so wrong about her anyways?" Lisa asked as she continued, "Only that she flirts and acts like the best." I then explained to them that I notice her staring at me occasionally. Even at the lockers and corridors.

They both hummed in realization, "I feel bad for you," y/n patted my back.
I smiled and continued walking with them.

While we were talking about the project, Bambam and Yugyeom stayed quiet since their class still didn't start the project.

Soon we had to part our ways as we went back to our own houses.

(Y/n's pov)
"Mom, I'm home," I yelled but all I could hear was my own footsteps. "Mom, are you there?" I asked again but got no response.

I walked up to my kitchen and saw a note, stuck on the outer surface of my cup.

I read it out aloud, "I knew you would grab the cup first, " I laughed at my mom's first sentence and continued, "anyways I went out for awhile to do some grocery shopping and I'll probably do some clothes shopping as well so I'll be home late so call if you need anything:))"

Forsome reason, I nodded and said okay even when I knew that there would be no one here to hear it. I took out the note and threw it away, then I drank my water.

I went upstairs and thought about what I should do since I didn't have any homework.

"I should probably just watch kdramas later." I spoke to myself and I got prepared to shower.

After getting myself cleaned up, I headed downstairs, to the living room. I turned on my television and searched up "kissasian" and found the drama I was watching recently, "What's wrong with secretary Kim?".

I settled myself with a few snacks around and started watching it.

I squealed when it reached the the kissing scene when it adruptly stopped.

I screamed in frustration while staring at the screen, exactly in the center where located a circle, moving in circles indicating it loading.

I sat there for about 3 seconds when suddenly I got up to check the problem with the wifi router. Just when I moved my eyes away from the screen, I heard a beautiful love song and yes, it's from the television.

I yelled at myself, "I FREAKING MISSED THE KISS SCENE!"

How unfortunate can I be?

Just as I was going to sit back down, the door bell rang.

'Eh? Now who is it?'

I rolled my eyes and stomped my way to the door.

"Oh..uh hi, what brings you here?" I spoke to Jimin, obviously confused.

"Sorry for coming without tell you, but I ran out of groceries again," he confessed while scratching the back of his head. I just laughed at him being adorable.

I told him it was fine and let him be in my living room while I prepare some snacks for him.

(Jimin's pov)
I stared at my cabinet and my fridge one by one, in hope of seeing food appearing food out of nowhere.

I was already starving but the sounds of my stomach rumbling made me even more hungry.

I started to regret everything from eating all the chips in one day and telling myself that I would buy it the next day to where I was trying to make scrambled eggs but failed miserably wasting tons of eggs and other things with it.

I picked up my keys and phone and headed out as I knew the only way to stop the monsters in my stomach whining for food is to go to y/n's house to eat something.

I quickly made my way to her house when I heard a young voice yell, "I FREAKING MISSED THE KISS SCENE!"

I laughed as I knew it would be y/n as I'm pretty sure her mom wouldn't scream that aloud.

I rang the bell because the monsters in my stomach didn't shut up at seeing me trying to find food.

So she opened the door and let me in.

She asked me, confused on why I was here without any notice and explained her not trying to be rude or anything.

She told me to sit down while she walked away to the kitchen.

I lifted my vision upwards when I saw a guy and a girl being close, too close to be a normal scene.

'Must be the scene she was yelling about'

I chuckled thinking about it again.

(Y/n's pov)
"What are you laughing about?" I asked when I spotted the light coming from the television. "OH THAT uh sorryyyyy..."

We both bursted out of laughter when I heard something strange. A grumble.

"Yea I think I should just eat now," Jimin says first before laying his hands on some random strawberry flavored biscuits.

I shook my head and forwarded my hands to the chocolate biscuits.

After about 2 minutes, I was about to take another piece when the entire plate was empty.

I swear I brought a lot.

"Well I guess it's finished but it didn't satisfy you, did it?" I asked him and he nodded his head rapidly making me slightly laugh when an idea popped up, "hey how about mochis, let's make them instead."

I suggested to which he agreed. I got up and told him come along. While he was sitting on one of the stools placed in front of the kitchen counter, I was taking the nessecsary items from the pantry.

Soon I came back to find Jimin's elbows rested on top of the counter while he was cupping his face. A face that I wanted squish right away.

Damn making mochis are gonna be harder than I think because there's a mochi right in front of me.

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A/N: Ok so this is the 13th chapter of my first fanfiction [Recalling memories~Jimin ff] Please ignore the typos and the grammatical mistakes (I'm not really good in English plus it's not my first language) Hope you liked it:).

Yeet it's late. Again.

I, forsome damn reason, kinda lost inspiration and didn't have idea how to continue this crappy story. I expected this plot to go faster but it's going so slow. I'll try to be more active so that I can provide more updates. Sorryyy

Oh and also i'm going on a trip out of town so I don't think I can write within that time but I'll try my best.

Sorryyyyy I SWEAR ILL TRY

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