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⠀it was a few loud yells and two handfuls of thrown boiled macaroni across the room until the blonde made himself noticeable. jimin wasn't expecting the fight when he walked in, but he definitely wasn't surprised.
"hey!" he shouted, banging a pot on the ground to scare the two boys who wouldn't shut up. "sorry headphone users." jimin said to the camera now that the kitchen was quiet.
"honestly why do we even have a doorbell." namjoon said, he had come down the stairs after hearing all the noise, and partly because the house was actually starting to smell a little good. it had to be the meat sauce on the stove. "let's just get rid of the doors jin."
"that's a brilliant idea." jin said, except he was busy stirring the mac and adding spices to the meat sauce so he most likely wasn't listening to his boyfriend. namjoon knew this, but he smiled fondly and kissed the boys cheek anyways.
"hey i'm wearing the apron." jungkook pointed to his kiss the chef writing on the front of his apron. jimin just giggled and came over with the usual bounce in his step, kissing the youngest boys left cheek and another for right side, "that one is from tae."
gosh his cheeks turned pink so quick. "thanks." jungkook said with a shy smile. his best friend just laughed at him, it was always nice to see him be like this when simply thinking of his pretty boyfriend. "now go taste that mac." jungkook waved him away with a wooden spoon, his head down and hopes high that his hair would cover the blush to his face.
"that's perfect!" jimin exclaimed. he had just taken a small bite of the mac salad and his eyes lit up, only to be narrowed into tiny slits as he glared at his hyung, "don't touch it, it's perfect he's gonna love it." jimin took the mayo jar away from namjoon who insisted it needed more. according to the new chef, he'd ruin it.
"okay!" jin was now talking to the camera again. at some point someone had to ignore the chaos and acknowledge the fact that they were still filming. "now we are going to cook the patties while jungkook starts on the home fries." the younger saluted once his name was called, a pan in hand while a bowl of cut potatoes sat by the stove. he was very confident in his ability to do this, all he needed was a hot pan and the stove would do all the work.
"give me something to do." jimin was looking over his hyungs shoulder, wanting more to do then just standing and looking cute.
jin handed him salt and pepper, "here, go help kook with the potatoes."
jimin saluted the older male and skipped over to his best friend, not even asking before dumping a decent amount of salt over the cooking home fries.
there was a brief knock, and then another voice booming through the foyer of the house. "i can smell the food from the road." hoseok said while walking into the kitchen. he was smiling and pulling off his coat, dropping it on a stool and instantly making himself at home by grabbing a drink from the fridge.
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sweet nothing | taekook
Fanfiction𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐭𝐰𝐨 一 fight for your fairytale. ﹏ 𝐭𝐨𝐩!𝐤𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐦!𝐭𝐚𝐞 book 1: sweet creature [completed]