It was Monday morning, when Jin woke up. He was the first one to arise (of course.). Or at least he thought so.
When he entered the kitchen to make some breakfast for everyone else, he saw a tiny figure near the gas stove flipping some pancakes around.
"Suga..." Jin mused. "What's gotten into you? I for a fact know that you don't even budge until 3 in the evening?"
Jin chuckled when the guy shrugged again and passed a plate of pancakes towards the elder.
"Made breakfast. Thought you'd like it."
"Hell yeah."
Jin stood up to grab some syrup when Yoongi just easily walked around the table and poured some onto his pancakes for him.
"You should sit."
"Oh." Jin awkwardly nodded. "Didn't know you cook."
"Now you do." Yoongi smiled, sitting across from Jin.
"Why though? Why did you wake up so early?"
"Just told you. To make breakfast."
"I could've-- goddamn this is tastey-- done that."
"Thank you. And I know you do the break fast everyday, so I wanted to do it for you once."
"Suga..."
"That's love, Jin."
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BINABASA MO ANG
The Language Of Love // Yoonjin (YoongixJin)
Fanfiction[COMPLETED ✓] "What is Love?" Jin asked. Yoongi shrugged. "No idea." Or the one where Yoongi doesn't know how to express love in words, so he shows it. It's Yoongi x Jin :)