Hey ya! || Jimin ff ||

Chim 17

I rested my hand on the kitchen counter, sitting on a chair, watching Jimin move from here to there.

After that obviously awkward moment, Jimin suggested me that he should make the breakfast. He mentioned that it was a little 'thank you' for the help I and Yosub had done for him.

"Finally." He let out after digging out for 'things' needed to make breakfast.

I looked at the 'things' he had collected after rummaging through the kitchen after about half an hour without my help, as he said that it would be like a treasure hunt. I could see his sparkling eyes like he was really willing to play that, and now he stood like he had found the lost nose of the lion girl that stood in the Egypt.

I looked at the 'things' he just gathered and immediately understood what he was going to make.
"Pancakes?"

He smiled and shook his head. He moved his hands like he was going to spell a magic and then brought his hands together at the camera pose.
"Cookies!"

I giggled at his exclamation, almost seeing the 7-year old kid in him.
"So? Need help?"

He raised his hands in a stopping position and shook his head from right to left. "No!"

"Alright. Let's see what are you capable of." I challenged him.

He raised his brow and tilted his head smirking. "You will see."

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After an hour, Jimin put the tray of cookies in the oven and turned it on.

"And like that, cookies are ready." Jimin bowed like he just now presented his brand new dance infront of his fans.

I yawned and put a bored look on. "I bet it could have been better if you took my help."

"Ha!" He looked away and back at me with a smudge look.
"You wish!"

We narrowed out eyes looking at each other as if we could make each other understand by staring.

I felt my cheeks heat up when I began to actually 'check him out', not in a pervertive way but just out of adoration. His eyes, his nose, his skin, his lips and then his pink cheeks.

We both looked away at that.

"Umm...so..." I started. "I still have no clue why you were unconscious last night."

"Ah. So curious about me, aren't you?" Jimin leaned closer.

I leaned further and whispered with a smirk,"What if I am?"

His grin widened.
"Why don't we find a cozy and private place than this uncomfortable kitchen?"

"Why not?"

Both of our eyes widened and we leaned apart when we heard an unexpected voice from the right.

I snapped my head towards the voice and saw Yosub leaning against the door frame, crossing his hands against his chest with his warning look.
My heart palpitated as I realized that my younger brother caught our flirting, which never meant to end up that way but still did, made my cheeks burn.

Yosub walked toward us, at this point it looked no less than the attitude when you caught someone flirting with your younger sister, like in some drama.

He stood infront of me and spread his hands out, like he was protecting me from the goon and in this moment, Jimin was seen at that specific goon.

"A-ah..you are up! I made-" Jimin tried  to make an excuse but Yosub pointed his index finger towards Jimin.

"I know I should respect you and I saved you, but I won't bear that you are hurting my noona." His voice sounded like a warning which made both Jimin and me to look at each other and gulp out of fear.

A/n:

There my young man is!
Hehehe sorry readers, but noone can make you uncomfortable when your brother is here.
Even if he will be the one who made you uncomfortable.😂😂😂

Did I forgot something?
I feel like something is-
*eyes widen*
Omo sorry. I didn't mention that specific reason!
*still shocked*

Ahhh..next chapter.
This time surely.😊

Take care~~~

-Samtae✌

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