Kitchen
You hummed a random song that come in your mind as you were busy chopping the ingredients you want to cook.
"Why are you already making a ruckus so early in the morning?" A sudden morning hoarse voice complaining had made me surprised.
"You make me scared yoongi!"
"Why are you scared? What did you do this time? Did the toaster exploded again?"
"You sneak on me, i did nothing and no. Urgh, why are you even up in the morning? You didn't have any schedule until 4 in the evening"
"Thanks to your loud banging."
"Oh. Sorry?"
"What are you actually doing?" He rub his messy bed hair
"I'm making kimchi fried rice and pork cutlet"
"That look nothing like pork cutlet" he point at my failed masterpiece "I'm not eating that" he add
"Hey! It might look bad but it taste great!" To prove it to him, i take a bite of my handmade pork cutlet. It taste really bad that i have to spit it out back. Receive a 'i told you so' look from him.
"Whatever. It's not for you anyway"
"You gonna eat all this food by yourself? How many stomach do you have?"
"It's not only for me. I made it for jimin oppa. He likes eating this dishes"
"You know what?" He suddenly said. Looking straight to nothing, probably his mind is somewhere else
"What?"
"I want you to wash all the blankets, pillow case and bears before I'll go"
"What? That gonna take me forever!"
"Better start now then" he said, taking his apple juice from the fridge
"After I've done cooking for my jiminie"
"Oh and i forgot. Don't use the washing machine or sent it to the laundry. It might not clean enough"
"What?! That is so not fair!"
"World is not a fair place y/n"
"I hate you yoongi!"
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Main bathroom
"I hate that yoongi. That Fucking slow turtle, grumpy grandpa, i hope you piss yourself and step on your own shit" you utters under your breath. Giving a countless curse toward him
After cleaning the kitchen. Stopping your cooking plan for jimin after yoongi told you that all the boys are strictly on diet for the upcoming promotion, including jimin.
You sighed. pouting your lips while looking at all the stuff of 4 rooms pillow case and blankets. Also some of his bears you need to wash manual. WITH HANDS!
After brushing what need to be brushed. You put it inside different basin, Putting detergent and some softener. You start to step inside the basin. Stomping on the guiltless bear.
"Take this min yoongi. And this, and this too. I'll make sure I'll sue you someday"
"Please sue me. I have waited forever for that time. But they never did" i turn my head toward the voice. Min yoongi is leaning on the bathroom door crossing his arms with a proud smirk displayed on his face.
"What do you want?"
"Just checking how your work goes and it's seems pretty bad"
" shut up yoongi. I don't have any mood to argue with you after you ruined my plan for my jiminie oppa"
"Can your mouth stop saying his name?" He splashed you with the soap water. You gasp
'Did he just splashed me using his feet? This motherfucker'
"Park jimin park jimin park jimin! I can say his name billion of time if i wanted too and you have no right to be jealous because jimin is also ours!" I splashed him using my feet too
He suppress his angers with a scary smiles before splashing waters toward me. Our little fight become a big fight that last for a few minutes. It's only stop after the both of us were fully tired of screaming and splashing. Drenched from head to toe.
He ended helping me wash the blankets saying he did not want his things to be infected by my stupidness after i keep sneezing.
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"Turn and pull you dumbo!" I yelled as pulling the blanket from him. We are currently wringing out the laundry before set it under the sun on the balcony.
"Tch! Not that side, but this side! Can you do this prope- woah!" I guess i pulled the blanket too strong and it's forcing him on me in one jolt. I lost my balance when he bumped into me as we both fall on the slippery floor with his body pinned mine.
He groaned rubbing his redden forehead, tried to support his body away from mine hovering on top of me.
"Auch my forehead, what are your head made out of? Stone?" I complained also rubbing my probably red swollen forehead. He flick my forehead to answer my question. Laughing while saying sorry when i cursed under my breath.
Our eyes locked in a good couple of seconds feeling sparks admitted from each other before he leaned in brushing his nose with mine. Tilting his head to deepen the kiss.
One thing you like about yoongi, is the way his mouth shape and how good it feels on you. How you think his lips fits into yours like a perfect puzzle pieces.
Yoongi start to kiss the hell out of you unlike the normal kisses he had ever gave you. You aren't sure what he is thinking about, but his kiss bring you to euphoric feeling. You both pulled away from each other with a heavy breath. Staring into each other eyes with a glint of sparks.
Following what your heart wants, you grabbed his face and pulled him in again, forcing his lips to crash on yours.
It wasn't a passionate kiss, but more like a firm peck at first. Yoongi pulled away in need of air. After feeling his arms is hurting from the push up position. He sit back on the floor, Helping you up and sit Infront of him.
Staying on the wet floor for a couple of minute. You noticed yoongi dreamy eyes eyed you. Scanning your face as you panted lightly because of the adrenaline rushing through your veins.
You both maintained the eye contact for a while before leaning again like a force of magnet. Yoongi pulled you to him, as you end up sitting on him, strangling his lap. This time kissing each other for real.
It was a gentle yet passionate kiss. Your lips move to each other expertly as if we're already done it many times already. You wrapped your arms around his neck as he wrap his arms around your waist to deepen the kiss.
As the kiss become heated, you run your fingers through his hair, gripping them as He bite your lower lips earning a low moan from you. You gasp pulling away from him. Looking at his already swollen red glossy lips.
Blinking, you tried to gather your normal breath before pushing him away as you jump to stand up.
"I-i'm.. I'm sorry" is all you had to say before leaving him there alone. Locking yourself in your room, Sliding behind the door. Touching your warm lips.
'Stupid, Why did i moan? Did i enjoyed his kiss? His lips?'
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