Jimin x BTS (Book 1)

Chapter 2

My eyes flutter open as the sunlight escapes through my white curtains. I sit up in bed and rub my face, waking myself up a bit. I swing my legs out of bed and exit my bedroom and head downstairs. I quickly remember that I'm not in my normal house as I enter the kitchen. 

Right... I moved.

"Oh, good morning Jimin." Jay says as he turns around. He's already in his butler suit and is just starting breakfast.

"Morning Jay." I mumble as I walk over.

"You look nice in those pajamas." He compliments. It's a simple black t shirt and a plaid pair of black and white pants.

"You picked them out for me." I yawn.

"I know, my taste is impeccable." He chuckles as he cracks some eggs into a bowl full of flour.

"What are you making?" I ask curiously.

"Pancakes." He replies, reading the recipe.

"Can I help?" I request, it annoys me seeing him making it wrong.

"Sure." He shrugs as I scooch him out of the way. I move quickly and elegantly, cracking the eggs with one hand and whisking with the other. I add in milk and beat it with a machine, making the batter fluffy. I add sugar and melted butter, mixing it all together with the beater. I walk over to the stove and pour some batter onto the heated pan.

"Wow." Jay exclaims as the pancakes start to cook quickly.

"Fluffy pancakes are always the best." I smile, remembering my mom teaching me this.

"Add some chocolate chips, the boys prefer flavored pancakes." Jay informs as he brings a bag over. I throw some onto a new batch and wait for them to cook.

"Try one." I point to the finished ones.

"I'm not sure I'm-" He starts, but I push one into his mouth.

"You're not my butler while I'm here, you're my friend." I state as he chews the pancake.

"These are heavenly." He gasps. 

Same reaction every time, I smirk  finishing off the big bowl of batter, Jay putting bacon strips in the oven.

"All done?" He asks. I nod and put the dirty dishes into the bubbly sink which Jay starts to wash. I wipe down the counters and open the fridge. I pull out strawberries and whip cream, putting them onto the table along with some icing sugar. 

I love cooking, it makes me happy and full of energy.

"You're very happy." Jay chuckles as he sees me bounce back and forth with a smile on my face.

"Cooking makes me happy, my mom taught me how and I guess it's a reminder of her now." I shrug and put plates and forks out. I come back into the kitchen just as I hear voices.

"Can you hurry up!? I'm hungry!"

"Yo, why does it smell amazing?"

"Are those pancakes?"

"There's no way that's Mr.Bastion's cooking."

"Let's just go!"

Jay quickly scoffs at the comments and pushes me into the dining room, both plates of pancakes still in my hand. I place them down just as the others walk in.

"Woah." They breath out. Minho walks in and whistles.

"Mr.Bastion did you do this?" Minho asks as they all sit. Jay sits beside me and shakes his head.

"I just did the bacon sir." Jay pauses for effect. Minho looks confused then I see him eye me.

"Jimin?" He asks surprised.