Jimin's p.o.v
(A/N: I'll be writing the whole story from Jimin's view from now on)
I made sure to remember the given code to the room and fall onto my bed as soon as I entered the room.
As I looked across my bed, I saw Jungkook sitting at his table with a headset on, too busy playing his computer game to realize I just came back.
I went into the kitchen to see if there's enough food for dinner. As I walked into the room, I saw the plate I left for Jungkook which was now completely empty. He must've liked it. Though he could've tidied up a bit..
I could hear Jungkook yelling in the room, as he plays while chatting with his friends.
M
aybe I should ask him what he wants for dinner... Aaah, I'm doing t again. Being too nice. But I just can't help it, I can't just sit still and do nothing.
So I walked into the room and tapped on Jungkook's shoulder gently.
Jungkook didn't seem very pleased and asks aggressively,
"What do you want?!"
"Um.. Are you hungry? I could make food."
I
ask while scratching my neck. I still feel really nervous in his presence.
"Food?"
He asks with interest and I knew from his voice that he must be hungry. Did he even have lunch? I didn't see him at the cafeteria at all.
"Well yeah, I can cook.. But uhm... it'd take quite a while to do it alone, so..."
It was my chance to make us grow a little closer so maybe if...
"What?"
Jungkook asked confused.
"Could you maybe help me? Cutting onions for example.."
I asked with a really quiet voice, I don't even think he heard me..
"Never mind.."
I mumbled and left in a hurry.
That was so embarrassing!
※※※.
"Hmm, where're the plates.."
I mumbled to myself as I researched every shelf. I sighed when I realized the plates are at the very top..
Ugh... that sucks.
As I tried to reach the top shelf, I could hear a low chuckle coming from the corner of the room.
I turned around and followed the chuckle. Jungkook was standing by the door, watching me with a smile on his face.
Why the hell is he smiling like that..
"Need some help?"
He finally asks, the smirk on his face not fading away. I stop at what I'm doing and look at him properly now. Ugh... so humiliating.
"Would be nice.., I guess."
I give in but end up avoiding his gaze after all.. It's hard to look at him for too long.
Jungkook then went a bit on his tiptoes, and reached out for the plate.
He hands it to me with that weird smile and I could only feel my face heating up from embarrassment.
"Thank you.."
I mumbled quietly and I just really wished Jungkook wouldn't look at me like that... But when I looked closely it wasn't only my face which turned red.
Hm?
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