Jimin found out about Taehyung's strength.
You see, it was all fine at the start of the cooking class, with Taehyung and Jimin chatting about useless nothings.
The teacher trotted in with her gigantic bottom bouncing behind her with each step. Being the immature teenager he was, Jimin couldn't help but giggle.
They were making fruit salads. Salads.
"How is making salads cooking?" Jimin whispered to Taehyung, who just let out an awkward laugh of agreement.
After the recipe cards were handed out to everyone, Mrs Fairycake, which was the incredibly strange unkorean name she introduced herself as, gestured to everyone to get started and walked out the room as if she didn't give a shit about cooking class.
Jimin sighed while he started gathering many colourful fruits from the fruit rack, barely batting an eye to the ingredients on the recipe card.
Taehyung just stood watching him awkwardly for a whole minute, before feebly picking out a single green grape.
Jimin snickered at Taehyung, "Dude, we have like ten minutes left, and you're standing there with a grape," showcasing his finished salad.
Taehyung hesitantly picked up the knife.
"Have you never used a knife before?" Jimin asked, seeing Taehyung's uncertainty.
"Yes I have," Taehyung mumbled, nearing the knife to a melon Jimin picked out for him.
Control the strength
Taehyung held his breath as he started slicing the melon in half.
He cut the melon.
And the fucking chopping board.
Taehyung cringed.
Jimin gasped.
"W-what the heck?" Jimin's eyes were glued to the two halves of the chopping board.
Taehyung cursed under his breath as he shoved the chopping board pieces into a random drawer. He grabbed Jimin's hand, slapped a hand over his mouth and quickly led him outside the classroom.
Taehyung released his grip on Jimin, and before Jimin could say anything, Taehyung did,
"Okay, listen. I haven't told anyone about this and please don't tell anyone. I kind of... am strong... very strong. I have... um- superstrength."
Taehyung waited for Jimin's reaction, hoping it wouldn't be a bad one.
Jimin's eyes were widened.
He freaked out.
"Holy crap! Oh my god I cannot believe this! Show me what you can do!"
Taehyung smiled,
"Okay, but please please don't tell anyone."
Jimin nodded eagerly, waiting for Taehyung to do something cool.
"Give me that apple," Taehyung ordered, looking at the apple that Jimin was holding (that he probably forgot to let go of when Taehyung dragged him out).
Jimin quickly shoved the apple into Taehyung's hand.
"Open your mouth," he instructed, and Jimin immediately did so.
Taehyung raised the apple above Jimin mouth and squeezed it as if it were a tomato. The juice fell into Jimin's mouth, which Jimin gulped down and gasped,
"You're so cool!"
Taehyung grinned.
"Could you help me conceal my strength and make sure nobody finds out?" Taehyung asked, chucking the now squashed apple into the bin.
"Why do you need to hide it? It's so cool! I bet you'd be mad popular if you told everyone!"
"My mother... told everyone she had superstrength, and then people killed her because they thought she was dangerous," Taehyung mumbled.
"Oh," Jimin replied, slightly taken aback, but patted Taehyung's back reassuringly, "and sure, I'll help you!"
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Hee no ones reading this but I dont caaaareeee im gonna keep writing this.
Also I GOT BTS TICKETS holy crapeu im gonna see them at wembley and im sitting so close to the stageeee so dont blame me if i die
hehe bye bye i love you
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Strong Man Kim Taehyung // VKOOK FF
FanficHave you ever met someone who can toss cars into outer space, crush concrete with just their pinky and uproot skyscrapers? Taehyung can. But he must keep his strength a secret, which doesn't go too well when he meets a special somebody... -inspired...
