Our dark fated love | jungkook ff

5th august | 9

~1 month later~
(Huge time skip sorry)
4:36pm | 5th August

Its only been a month and a bit but it's feels like it's been forever knowing Jungkook. We've really grown close, especially from that 'date' we went on. Work has been fun and I've gotten to know Jungkook's Close friends which has been stressful from the occasional flirting here and there but I just laugh it off.
Today I have finished work and Jungkook, Tae and Jimin are coming over for dinner that i have to cook.
"Right...so..how. Uhm, right...okay.. what?"
I lean onto the counter, in the kitchen, reading the recipe that I've printed off and it makes no sense what so ever, Jungkook sent it to me and I'm really starting to think this isn't even a recipe or he wrote it himself.. which if that's the case I'm glad I never tell him to cook.

~ding dong~

My eyes widen
"What the hell!?"
I flick my wrist to look at my watch.
4:40pm
They aren't even meant to be here till 5:45!
I storm over to the door, carefully but forcefully opening it.
"Oh my god you know we said 5:45! What are you doing here seriously!-"
I don't even look at whose outside my door I just assume it's them.
"Mi-"
I cut them off and start ranting again.
"Like what the hell man!! You didn't even give me proper recipe I can barely understand what to do! It's all like mixed up, the words, everything! You know you rea-"
I finally look at the man whose standing outside my house and I shut up immediately.
"Sorry miss- I.. uh. Your parcel."
I stare with a shocked expression on my face, looking at the delivery man whose holding out a package for me, looking away as if I'm about to eat him.
"Oh god I am so so sorry!"
I keep bowing and apologising as I take the parcel from his slightly shaken hands and just about heard him say a very quiet 'thank you' before speed walking towards his car as I close the door.
I sigh as I place the package on the shelf above my shoes and walk over to the kitchen again, turning on the hob. I throw the paper in the bin and whip out the ingredients for my favourite recipe that I always did with my mother... but I don't think of her I just use it as my own homemade recipe, she's nothing to me anymore. Neither is my father.

After and hour of cooking I finally finish my fine cuisine and put pots over it so that it doesn't get cold and I put three wine glasses beside it with a bottle of wine before running upstairs to get changed out of my dress.

I wear some light makeup too.
I grab my phone, quickly checking the time before heading downstairs.
5:43pm
My stomach rushes with butterflies for a second as I walk downstairs. I'm so nervous and I have no idea why. I'm just excited to see him.

~ding dong~

I smile as I walk over to the door, slightly swinging it open with excitement.
I hug Tae, then Jimin and they walk inside and I do to. I look back to See Jungkook with his mouth slightly open staring at me in the doorway. I laugh and run and hug him and he does the same back before we both join Tae and Jimin at the dinner table.
"Okay Guys here is the sides and sauces."
I walk in with a tray of small ish dishes and pots of all different sauces. Jungkook offers to help but I refuse and demand them all to sit down which they do, eventually.
I walk in with a big plate of Gogigui ( Korean barbecue).
"I thought you were making Kimchi Jjigae (Kimchi stew)"
I roll my eyes.
"Well Jungkook if you hadn't of given me such rubbish recipe to make I would've."
He scoffs.
"But I typed it myself, the ingredients, the instructions. Everything!"
I giggle as I pour wine into their glasses.
"That must be why then."
Tae and Jimin lightly wack the table as they burst out laughing, pointing at Jungkook and hitting each other as they collapse in their chairs with laughter.