Marked (Jimin FF)

First day as a couple

Author's POV

Jimin woke up to the smell of food. There were a lot of different smells coming in so he couldn't place exactly what they were going to eat for breakfast. He quickly got out of bed and did his morning routine (minus brushing teeth cause IDK how people can do that before eating) and made his way to the kitchen.

His eyes widened in shock at the amount of food placed before him. Different kinds of dishes littered the counter, countertop (like where they eat. the little thing that looks like a bar), the chairs, The mini-table by the couches, the couches, and the tv area. But the most shocking thing of all was Y/N was making more food!!!!!

"Y/N what is all of this? How long have you been up making all of this? What is it even for?" Jimin asked but his girlfriend didn't reply. He went over and backed hugged her and she jumped in shock.

" Whoa warn me next time before you scare me." She lightly scolded.

"Y/N what's going on? Why did you make so much food?" Jimin asked completely ignoring her previous statement.

"What no I've only just started on a couple of dishes I haven't cooked tha-" She stops as she finally looks around. "Holy shit!" Her eyes widen at the amount of food surrounding her.

Jimin turned off the stove as the bacon she was cooking seemed to have finished. He then pulled her into his embrace.

"What's going on Y/N?" He finally asks and she sighs

"It appears I've been stress cooking." She finally says

"What are you so stressed out about, that you didn't notice you made like 25 different dishes?" He asked.

"Today will be the first day anyone besides my friends will know I'm your girlfriend..." She said and Jimin laughed.

"Yah! Stop laughing! We've been with these people for a long time now. We're each other's first basically everything, not to mention the army (hahahah pun) of girls and some boys that idolize not only you but your brothers, that will be at my neck for even considering liking you." She said worry evident in her tone.

"Y/N stop worrying so much I'll be there to protect you and even if I wasn't I'm pretty sure your like a black belt in all styles of martial arts," Jimin says

"Only 4" (Try and guess what they are. I'll reveal them in two chapters.)

"That's 4 more black belts than me. Stop worrying so much, know that I will always love you with or without the mark and I'll always be here if you ever need. Okay?" Jimin asks kissing the crown of her head.

"Okay," She sighs.

"Now that we've figured that out let's figure out what to do with this food (they don't know what to do with that food. Hahahahaha Blackpink anyone? No, okay I'll stop now)" Jimin said giggling and Y/N ground. They ended up packing it all up and bringing it to school maybe someone there will eat it cause there was no way Y/N would finish, what ended up being, 40 different dishes (each one enough to feed a family of 20), without like half of them going bad. That's how both ended up carrying like 20 big bags to school.

(LMAO please ignore how unrealistic this is and how much more it will become.)

They were one of the first to school and they impatiently went to the lunchroom where a bunch of staff were yelling at each other. After a few minutes Jimin, very loudly, cleared his throat. They all looked at the two at the same time confusion written across their faces. Jimin got a little flustered so Y/N ended up talking.

"Hi, We- um, well you see whenever I'm nervous about something, which doesn't happen that often, I tend to have something that I do to calm my nerves down. I, um, well you see its a bad habit of stress food making... So that ended up happening this morning and thankfully Jimin pulled me out of it this morning... Anyway, I made a lot of food, enough to serve the whole school (only 350 kids go there as it is really prestigious and either for the rich or the really smart) probably three times if you really wanted to, but will definitely give out two, so we were wondering if you could actually serve this for lunch today since I really don't want it to go bad." She finishes holding out her bags to the staff who are staring at her in bewilderment.