- SEVENTH CALL;
cooking class
IT was saturday, a beautiful and calming saturday that didn't require jimin to think much. the young man had a blessed ten hours of sleep, feeling more refreshed than ever after a long and hectic week. the sky was blue, the sun was most definitely out and burning everyone's eyes with its glorious beaming rays.
there jimin lied on his bed, sheets crumbled up and thrown to the side, his shirt half up and exposing his midriff. his sleepy eyes still closed as he searched blindly for his phone on his drawer. he grabbed it with clumsily, checking the time. 10:28. he smiled to himself as he spotted the text namjoon sent him before accidentally dropping the phone onto his face.
it didn't matter though, he was happy and calm-
and hungry. he also had to pee.
jimin rolled himself out of bed, groaning as he stretched his back and arms. he padded over to the bathroom, closing the door behind him. then came out looking more refreshed and happy as ever. still very hungry though, hopefully the taste of the food wouldn't be so bad since he had brushed his teeth immediately after washing his hands.
jimin grabbed his phone from his drawer, now remembering he forgot to text namjoon back.
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jiminie: good morning. hahaha. i woke up pretty late today.
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jimin put down his phone and changed into a cleaner pair of sweatpants and pulled on a pink long sleeved shirt. he ran his hands through his hair, lazily combing through the tiny knots that may have appeared over night. he heard his phone buzz and he quickly picked it up.
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joon: Gee, pretty late?
You woke up like at 10:00!
That's very very late.
jiminie: noooo it's not!
joon: Tsk tsk.
So you're just about to eat?
jiminie: :D yah. brunch.
joon: Oooh, you should make spaghetti.
Since it's just about to be lunch soon.
jiminie: i don't know how
to make spaghetti. ^^;
joon: then i'll show you :}
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truth be told, jimin actually did now how to make spaghetti. he just wanted an excuse to talk to namjoon over the phone since it was the closest he can get to over really and truly get to know him. another thing is that namjoon's velvety voice was so soothing, so calming and sometimes it made jimin's heart skip a beat. especially when he said his name with such gentleness.
NAMJOON: "hey! jimin? are you there?"
JIMIN: "o-oh- uh- yes! sorry i was just thinking."
he shook his head, ridding his mind off the thoughts inside of it.
NAMJOON: "looking for a bowl isn't
that hard you know."
he teased, a soft and playful lilt in his voice.
JIMIN: his heart skipped a beat
and he laughed shyly,
"i know... i was just thinking
about something else mid process."
NAMJOON: "mm~ and what was on
your mind then?" he asked,
pressing on the subject.
oh so very curious about what
could be on jimin's mind.
"were you thinking about something important?"
JIMIN: "y-yeah, you could say that."
NAMJOON: "come on tell me, i'm curious."
JIMIN: "well... well uhm, i was thinking
about why my mother never taught
me how to make her spaghetti.
you see it's really good and i can only
eat it during some of the times that i visit her."
he lied with a unsteady voice.
it was his mother who didn't know how
to make spaghetti, jimin only learn from
a friend who was really into cooking and baking.
he set the bowl down on the counter.
NAMJOON: he smiled, chuckling under his breath. "is that so?"
JIMIN: "yeah." he squeaked out.
NAMJOON: "come on jiminie,
you can't lie to me."
he teased jimin,
drumming his fingers over the counter.
JIMIN: he sighed, bowing his head down.
"well why do you know what's on my mind!?"
he whined, his blush burning through his cheeks.
NAMJOON: "well why are you so defensive of it,
if isn't that embarrassing. is it?"
JIMIN: he sucked up his pride,
his bottom lip jutting out.
"well as in a matter of fact- it is.
now let's get back to making this spaghetti."
NAMJOON: " i bet you already know
how to make spaghetti."
JIMIN: "..."
NAMJOON: "i knew it."
JIMIN: "just tell me, i don't mind.
maybe you can teach me some
other way to make it.
it'll probably taste way different from
the way that i make it."
NAMJOON: he grinned,
"and maybe even better."
JIMIN: "oh hush it."
there was a light aura that surrounded the kitchen space in where jimin was cooking, this aura was sweet and filled with what could be some kind of happiness. there was a smile that reached namjoon's eyes that usually didn't appear until he was talking to jimin. soon there was a mouthwatering smell that filled most of jimin:s shared
JIMIN: set the plate of food in front of him, setting namjoon's phone beside him. he twirled his fork around the noodles and stuffed them into his mouth. his eyes lit up immediately. with his mouth full he said something that vaguely sounded like, "wow! this is so good!"
NAMJOON: "aha, i know it is.
i helped you make it."
he grinned to himself, joking.
JIMIN: "no, i think it was my nurturing
hand that made it possible."
NAMJOON: "well you can go ahead
and think that, but i think it is
all due to my special recipe."
JIMIN: he grinned as he stabbed
the fork into the noodles,
"what, are you some famous chef now?" he asked.
NAMJOON: "maybe."
he said in a singsong kind of voice.
JIMIN: "oh come on!
please tell me,
what do you do for a living?"
NAMJOON: his smile quickly faded,
his mind immediately put into deep thought
and he did not know in which
way to respond to that question.
"i- well why do you want to know?"
he asked, picking at the skin on the back of his hand.
JIMIN: "well... you don't tell me
much about yourself...
and i at least want to know one thing about you."
NAMJOON: "well... i write...
i write novels for a living...
all of them are published under an alias."
he chuckled a little,
"i'll tell you what it is one day."
JIMIN: "ah! you'll let me read your books?"
he asked excitedly.
NAMJOON: "one day i will.
i'm just... i'm just a little nervous to show you."
he admitted.
JIMIN: "i understand, i'll feel the same way."
NAMJOON: "thank you.
well i have to go now.
it was nice talking to you. ”
he paused before smiling softly.
“i like talking to you."
call ended at 12:02 p.m