The Day We Met

Chapter 6

The day was about to turn dark, Jungkook closed the door of his car with a heavy sigh. He was relieved that he had reached heaven and can't wait to get some rest.

He opened the door to his house and his ears immediately caught the sound of cooking in the kitchen and his nose was surrounded by the smell of delicious food right away.

He then walked into the kitchen with a tired face and was greeted by Jimin who was focusing on cooking, back facing him. There were types of food that have already been served on the table that made him felt hungry right away. He felt weird because every time he comes home, he will not eat anything and will go straight to bed. He was not very good at cooking and often bought outside food. But on the day, someone was cooking for him to eat.

"Jimin?" he called and received a surprised look from the man.

"Huh? You're home? Why didn't I hear anything?"

"You cook a lot," he mumbled while eyeing the food on the table.

"A lot?" Jimin shook his head with a small laugh. "Oh, you must be tired, right? Go take a shower first while I'm preparing for dinner." Jimin said softly and didn't forget to give a smile but Jungkook just only nodded to him making him glared at the taller afterward.

Before Jungkook had the chance to walk out of the kitchen, he was being stopped by Jimin's sudden shouted.

"Jungkook! Wait!" Jimin walked over to him with a worried face.

"What?" Jungkook watched the man walking towards him and unexpectedly, Jimin held his wrapped hand with full of gentle and Jimin's face continued to have a worried look. "What happened to your hand?" he asked, having his big eyes looking at Jungkook, waiting for the answer.

Jungkook cleared his throat as he was starting to feel uncomfortable with Jimin's holding his hand. "Um, knife," replied him shortly and because of that, Jimin quickly let go of his hand and the boy suddenly hissed loudly while making a face.

Jimin clutched his both hands together and grimaced, "It must be hurt a lot, right?"

He nodded and looked at Jimin weirdly. "Why did you do that?"

"I did what?"

"That, your hands."

"This?" Jimin showed his clutched hands together to Jungkook and once again received a nod. "Oh, this...um Nothing." he shook his head while grinning cutely and quickly dropped his hand to the side.

"Okay, I want to go take a shower."

"Wait!" Again, Jimin stopped Jungkook from walking out of the place.

"What now?" Jungkook asked coldly, almost felt annoyed.

Jimin pouted, "Don't be mad at me. I just want to ask, do you want me to help you with your hands or not? That's all, there's no need to be mad at me."

"Who says I'm mad?"

"Your voice is so harsh, you look at me like you want to step on my head," Jimin mumbled lowly while still pouting hard.

Jungkook didn't know what to say, he just stared at Jimin with a sigh. "Whatever, I'm sorry. Can I take a shower now?"

"What about your hand?"

"It's okay, I'll take care of it. Are you okay now?"

Jimin sighed and turned around to walk towards his cooking, not responding to Jungkook at all while looking upset, causing Jungkook to be confused by the showed behavior.

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The moon has already fully up, illuminating Seoul with its bright and beautiful lights. Jungkook was smoking at the balcony, his eyes were busy staring up towards the sky and tried to count the number of stars on that night. And because of the stars, he somehow started to miss his mother.