Only You (J-Hope x Reader)

Mac and Cheese Lasagna

My dad welcomed me into his house. "I-I wasn't expecting you at all... I thought that when you grew up, you'll forget me," he rubbed the back of his neck. "Well... I've been wanting to meet you for the longest time-" he interrupted me. "Really?" he seemed happy. I nodded with a gentle, yet sweet smile. "I've been curious about what type of person you are. Mom would only tell bad things about you, and how you were never prepared for a child," I said. He sighed, "Your mother is right, I was a weak man back then. I was afraid, and I left the both of you in poverty." "But... you seem rich now," I looked around the house, it looked so expensive. "Right... ever since I left you, I've been working hard. I wanted to take care of you, make sure you have a good life. But here you are, all grown up in front of me," he said. "You did all this... for me?" I asked. He nodded, "I worked from nothing to this. I never got the chance to see you grow up, because I was busy with trying to get money to pay for everything I left behind... but it's too late now, isn't it?" He sighed, "I guess I was too distracted with work, I forgot that there was time. Days turned into years without my knowledge." I could only stare at him. "What is it?" he asked. "I was just seeing if you were how I imagined you as," I said. "Am I what you expected?" he nervously laughed. "I mean, you have the features that I drew," I said. "Oh yeah, what were those?" he asked. "Well, you have a head, eyes, a nose, a mouth, ears, a neck, and a body," I answered. He laughed at my words. "I guess since I left when you were young, you didn't know what I looked like," he sighed once more.

"It's a shame though. I tried so hard to get to see you. But your mother wouldn't let me take you, to hang out with you," my dad said. I started to remember those times when there were shouts, tears, and crashes. All of that engulfed me with fear when I was a child. "I know you have, I remember how mom would always be so mad after those calls. She'll yell, and throw her beer bottles. Those glass pieces were almost everywhere when I went to make she was okay," the memories were faded but not forgotten. "I don't know why your mother was so against me seeing you. But I guess she had the rights to do so, because I was the one who left you. She had all the rights to keep me away from you, and keep you away from me. I think she thought I was some type of bad influence because I left you," my dad laughed softly at the thought. We stayed quiet, thinking about the past. "I'm not bothering you, am I? You said that you had places to be," I gave him a concern look. "Oh- oh, no. I always have time for you, you're my daughter. I only said that because I thought you were just going to waste my time, I didn't know you were my daughter though," he said. He paused, "Now that I think of it, I am rather busy today- but it's more like in this house." "Oh, w-well I can just leave," I said. "No, you can stay, I'll like to talk to you. For now, just wander around and map out this house if you'll like," he replied. "I'll be back real soon," my dad waved, and then disappeared. I looked around the house. "Well, adventure time," I thought.

~Lunchtime~

My dad has been his office for the longest time. I heard my stomach growl at me various times. "Alright, let's head to the kitchen and make food," I got up from the couch. "Where was it again?" I thought to myself. I started looking at my surroundings. "Time to find the kitchen... again," I started aimlessly walking around. After a few obstacles, getting lost in all the halls, I finally found the kitchen again. I immediately headed towards the fridge. When it was opened, food was displayed in front of my eyes and my stomach started growling again. "Okay, I got your message," I murmured. As I was contemplating what to make, I noticed something. "What's this?" I grabbed the tiny paper from it's spot. "Recipe for mac and cheese lasagna?" I smiled. "Is this his favorite food?" I thought to myself. "Alright," I clapped my hands, "I'm making mac and cheese lasagna for lunch." I quickly grabbed out the ingredients. My dad had almost everything in his house. He must be really rich, because he has a ton of food here.

~After a while~

Instead of allowing my hand to burn, I let the lasagna cool down before bringing it to my dad's office. I wanted to have lunch with him, and let him taste my cooking for the first time. I'm sure that when I was younger, I couldn't cook. I was absolutely sure of it- unless my parents wanted me to burn down the house. When I approached the office, after a few times of aimlessly wandering, I knocked on the door. "No, I'm not going to let you come here," I heard. "Why? Because my daughter is here," my dad said. I didn't want to listen in, but he just mentioned me so I decided to listen. "You know why," he continued. Then a long silence. "It's because you always spread filthy lies about me!" he exclaimed, "I don't need you telling her things that aren't true." "What do you mean you haven't? Do you remember the lie you told my wife- ex-wife?" he nearly shouted. "You don't know? Maybe because you suck at remembering, that probably why you always fail to come to the meetings!" he lashed out. "Fine, I'll remind you. You told my wife- ex-wife that I wasn't coming back, when you knew I was working hard to get us back together," he said. "Why is my dad still friends with this person? Clearly he isn't a good one," I thought. "No, that's final. Don't you dare come! I don't need you telling my daughter your filthy lies," and that was the end of the conversation. He definitely didn't hear me from all this yelling. So I knocked again, but louder. "Y/N?" he asked. "I made you lunch," I informed. He immediately opened the door. "You know how to cook," his eyes drew it's way to the food on the plates. I nodded, "Did your mother teach you how?" he asked. "No, I taught myself," I answered. "Oh, you're talented. Your mom's cooking was amazing," he smiled at the thought. "I'm aware..." I said softly. I cleared my throat, "How about you take a break and we can talk while eating?" He smiled from ear to ear at the idea.

"Of course!"

I hoped you enjoyed!
~XutieMiako