Yoonmin one-shot book

Cooking pt 2

Hey kiddos!!! Sorry this update came kind of late. Even though COVID has closed schools I still have school so pretty much all my time has been devoted to that. But, here I am!! Enjoy the gays my friends!! 💜🖖

Jimin's POV
I finished wrapping hand and barley managed to clean up the coffee I spilled.

Once I was done I got my coffee and watched some cartoons for a while. My hand still hurt a lot so I too some Tylenol to get ride of the pain. It didn't work very well.

My hand keep hurting. I tried to ignore the pain and focus on the television. that didn't work very well either in fact it made it worst giving me a splitting headache.

At this point I had turned the tv off and was laying in my bed trying to get some sleep thinking that would ease this horrible pain, but I couldn't.

'Ugh. This sucks. Maybe a glass of water will help.' I thought trying anything that spilled into my head.

I slowly got up holding my head with my un-bandaged hand. I got up but, as soon as my legs were fully supporting my body, they felt like jelly and I fell to the floor.

I stretched out my hands to catch myself but, when my burned hand hit the floor another wave of unbearable pain traveled to my hand and head and my arms gave away and my head slammed into the floor with a loud thud and a cry.

"AHHH!"

Everything was blurry then nothing.

Time lapse

I woke up on the floor of my bedroom. I moved to get up. my head and hand were in horrible pain as I slowly got up. I stood there for a moment when I heard my phone buzz. I moved to sit in my bed as I grabbed my phone.

"H-hello?"

"Hey babe!"

It was yoongi. His sweet voice seemed to calm the pain a little.

"Hey honey"

I responded weakly.

"I'm sorry my boss has me finishing up another project before I leave the office so I might not be back until dinner. I'm really sorry baby."

My heart sank a little. I just wanted him back. It might seem a little silly but I wanted him home so I could cry and he could hold me and kiss away the pain. But, I wasn't going to let him know that, he was working.

"O-okay"

"Hey is everything okay?"

He asked in a worried tone. I debated telling him or not.

"Um...no everything's fine here, I just um"

I panicked a little. I didn't want to tell him but my brain wanted me to. So I lied.

"What ever it is you know you can tell me anything, right?"

"Yeah. I just wanted to make dinner tonight that's all."

'Nice job idiot! How are you going to make dinner while your hand is all burned!'

"Oh okay. You can make dinner sure. What will we be having?"

"You'll figure it out."

I said actually getting a little excited. He usually makes the food because he's a better cook then me.

"Okay. Well I'll see you later. By baby. I love you."

I giggled.

"Love you too."

He hung up. I put my phone down. Then reality hit me. I had to make dinner, With a burned hand, and a splitting headache.

I payed back on my bed with a large sigh.

"SCORE!"

I shouted sarcastically. This is gonna be so much fun.

What up my sweet little gays!! 💜💜💜💜thank you for reading more of this delicious piece of rich fiction with which I have crafted with the nightly typing power of my thumbs! 🥰 this chapter was a little short so sorry about that.
But at least you get this lovely little bean.

Stay healthy and gay you wild ones!      💜🖖