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like everything else.
— NINTH CALL;
thank you
JIMIN pressed the red 'end' button on his phone, finishing the conversation with taehyung. he smiled to himself as he stretched his arms out, shaking them a little. 'looks like i have to cook a little. hopefully this time hoseok's little meet up actually turns out like he plans.' jimin giggled softly to himself. he looked out the window, his eyes softening as he thought about the time when hoseok and him didn't even look in each other's direction.
it changed... you see, jimin used to be a very bitter person, who was stuck in the past. he was also a very envious person. hoseok got to follow his dreams and jimin... jimin didn't even get the chance to take off. said man shook his head, not wanting to think about his dreams.
it was still a very touchy subject.
it would always be but jimin didn't want to be sad about it, he'll find something. something that would bring the same passionate love that dancing gave him.
he blushed, thinking about namjoon.
'no! not that kind of passionate love!'
he placed his phone on the counter, plugging it in to let it charge. after that he reached for his cute light blue apron with the little bear on the pocket. he thought it was cute, no... very cute!
jimin got out his bowls and pans, he spread them out on his counter, rubbing his chin a little as he tried to figure out what kind of dish he should make. he had a lot of vegetables, some beef and noodles to spare as well. he clapped his hands together, finally figuring out what he should make. japchae! he wasn't sure if it'll turn out great or not since it's been a while but it wouldn't hurt to try. he wouldn't poison anyone. with a happy grin, he set out to work.
while he was cooking up a storm, he missed the notifications that buzzed on his phone, his radio blasting on some random song he hadn't heard in a while. he was cooking for about fifteen minutes when he finally heard his notification ring again.
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namjoonie 🦀 : Help! Help!
I don't know what to wear.
My room mate is making me go
to another of his boyfriend's
badly planned parties.
This time, it's supposed to be
formal. At least that's what Yoongi said.
jIminIEEEEEEEAHHHH
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jimin did a double take, yoongi? he laughed to himself, there's no way namjoon would be friends with the yoongi dating hoseok. even though both yoongi's are dating someone- there are many yoongis! all over the world!
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dimminie🐣: sorry i was cooking up a storm.
:)))))))))
i'm really tired now but this foood is looking
real good and i don't want to mess it up.
namjoonie 🦀: Ohhhh, that's fine.
I'm just gonna go escape through my window.
dimminie 🐣: nO! you're
going to get hurt if
you do that!
here, how about pick
out something casual
but formal.
namjoonie 🦀: I haven't been interacting with humans
for quite some time. Not sure how that works.
dimminie 🐣: well it's still pretty fresh and cool outside
after it rained, so maybe try out a turtleneck.
some jeans and a belt. i think that would look nice.
namjoonie 🦀: You got a point.
I'm still going to escape through my window.
I don't really want to go.
It's kind of scary, i haven't really
met any new people in the past months
Except you of course.
dimminie 🐣: well it'll be good for you if you did.
but if you do really feel uncomfortable, don't.
wanna chat for a bit?
i still need to get to
work on this food.
not done yet. skks
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namjoon is calling you..
yes | no
JIMIN: "hey, aren't you gonna change first?"
NAMJOON: "maybe, i don't know. i'm just really
nervous, not sure why."
JIMIN: "you really haven't been talking to that many
people, huh?"
NAMJOON: "no... not really. i mean i was able to last time,
yoongi's boyfriend is really friendly. so i just got comfortable,
y'know but without that ease, it's kind of... overwhelming?
not sure. i mean... it's just weird."
JIMIN: "no no, i get you." he started cutting up the vegetables,
starting with the carrots. "just so you know, if you do
feel uncomfortable, just ask your friend if you could leave.
you aren't being forced at gunpoint to stay." he laughed,
nearly cutting his finger during that. "oops."
NAMJOON: laughed along with him as well, "you're right.
anyway, what are you cooking anyway?"
JIMIN: "japchae, it's looking pretty good so far."
NAMJOON: "ooh, what's the special occasion?"
JIMIN: "dinner party, nothing special." he giggled.
"last week, the other one had to be cancelled.
bad decisions were made."
NAMJOON: "such as?"
JIMIN: "i rather not talk about it while i'm cooking.
i don't want anything to happen to my food."
NAMJOON: he caught on and laughed. "that? ahh,
if it's you that's cooking, everyone will be safe."
JIMIN: he blushed, "well thank you."
NAMJOON: "you're welcome."
they stayed silent as jimin cooked and namjoon scribbled on his notebook mindlessly, it had gotten easier for namjoon to write. which he was incredibly grateful for.
JIMIN: "ahh my noodles are looking so good."
NAMJOON: "shame i can't try it."
JIMIN: he smiled softly, "one day you will then. when i become a world renown chef and you'll just have to come to my restaurant."
NAMJOON: "are you actually serious about that?" he asked, with genuine excitement in his voice.
JIMIN: "no! no... it's too late for that. i'm a shriveled up pumpkin seed. i don't know if i want to go to college again." he shyly said, tucking a stray strand of hair behind his ear.
NAMJOON: "oh hush you're not that old and statistically, you got a good fifty more years to go."
JIMIN: "i'll think about it... but i think cooking is just a favourite hobby of mine- like gardening."
NAMJOON: "well it's never too
late to do something
you really want to do."
JIMIN: he paused, staying silent for a little as he cooked. "you're... you're right.
thank you."
NAMJOON: "what are you planning?"
JIMIN: "can't tell you or it won't come true." he smiled.
CALL ENDED AT 5:03 P.M
note; can you hear it?
it's me screaming finally.