Jimin: It was Mochi

19 1 2
                                        

⚠️This entire series was written for a mature audience. Majority of the book will be written in third person though there will be Taehyung POV often, as well as POV from other members from time to time. There is mature language, innuendo, and scenes throughout the series. I made it for everyone to view. Read at your own risks. Enjoy!⚠️


"Mochi?"

"Mochi."

(Mochi: Japanese rice cake made of mochigome, a short-grain japonica glutinous rice, and sometimes other ingredients like water, sugar, and cornstarch. The rice is pounded into paste and molded into the desired shape.)

"What the hell is it with you and Mochi lately kid?" Taehyung asks Jimin playfully, despite the fact he was actually curious of his answer. A soft voice replied back to Tae."Green Tea Mochi... it's good for my skin." Taehyung snickers at the thought of that statement even being true."Sugar? Good for you skin? How about just a cup of green tea?" Taehyung stood up from the office chair in the room. His bare feet felt as if they were floating against the grey fur rug that was stationed in the middle of their hotel room."How about both?" Jimin rolls over. His already messy pink hair has become even more defected as he carelessly throws his body in a fit."But a gar-un-tee with the mochi! Pleaaase!" Jimin pleaded like a child. Expected behavior of him around Taehyung since the two were so close.

This was the second tour stop in a row that Jimin and Tae shared a room. It's not that they enjoy each other's company, which they do. It's moreover that Jimin feels more comfortable with someone his age and Taehyung supports his opinion with agreement. So they just sort of.. fit.

Taehyung shuffles towards the nook in the front of the room that resembles a mini kitchen."How about neither and we both just enjoy a glass of water before bed." Taehyung says with a shortened yawn at the end of his suggestion. He bends down to a knee, opening the dark wood cabinets to pull out glasses. He paused from Jimins silence. Clearing his throat, he stood up and began to pour the water."Water Jimin?" He says again, his tone not amused to Jimins silence. Suddenly he hears a sigh coming from the other end of the room where Jimin currently lay. The clock slowly ticking on the wall says 1:20 am."C'mon.. we need rest for tomorrow. Plus we're jet lagged and-" He was suddenly cut off by a high pitched whine, causing him to jolt spilling some water onto the counter."Shit." He curses under his breath."Taehyuuung. You're acting like I am a kid just please get me my Mochi from the friiidge. Taehyuuung-" Half of Jimins body is dramatically sprawled off the side of the bed, looking at Tae with an inverted view.

Taehyung slams the water pitcher down. Rolling his eyes he adjusted his attitude and turned around with a smile. He approached Jimin with two glasses of water in hand."Because you are acting like one. Now drink at least half of this and hydrate." He squats down and stares at Jimins now tomato red face in his eyes. Jimin could feel the blood rushing to his head so he finally sat up. He sat and looked at Tae with a pout for a few seconds."I'm getting it myself then!" He scooted off of his bed, causing one of his socks to come off. Tae stood up shaking his head. He was so used to Jimins crazy behavior."Suit yourself Jimin... but drink that water." Taehyung scolded as he walked over to his bed and sat down."As funny as it would be to see you pass out in the middle of a performance, you need to be hydrated... Just sayin'." He shrugged his shoulders as he sat against his pillows. He chugged down his refreshment and placed the empty glass onto the coaster anyways.

"When did you become such a dad?" Jimin climbed onto the bed after sneaking into the fridge and getting his Mochi. He opens the box and bites into the ball of sugar with his front teeth."When you became such a kid." He says back laughing. Tae looks over at Jimin as he chewed his snack. He looked so content even though he knew he was making Tae just a tad bit worried.

I am KingWo Geschichten leben. Entdecke jetzt