"yo jimin! rise and shine! there's going to be a bright day ahead of us!" a cheery voice said.

the boy let out a yawn, "y-y/n?"

"how?" he rubbed his tired, swollen eyes, just to make sure he wasn't hallucinating again.

"silly, i survived! remember? the doctor said that i will be fine. just some attacks here and there." y/n sweetly smiled,

"now come on! mom cooked us omelettes and rice!"

the two petite figures left the room and walked towards the kitchen. the smell of eggs drifted through the air.

"ah~ good morning jimin. take a seat, breakfast will be served in a few seconds." mrs. kim opened the kitchen cabinet and pulled out three plates and glasses.

jimin sat at the rear end of the table, and y/n sat next to him.

"bon appétit!" mrs. kim placed the omelettes and rice on the table and grinned triumphantly at her creation.

"37 tries and voìla! a masterpiece." y/n looked mockingly at her mother.

mrs. kim karate chopped her daughters head. a large unrealistic bump appeared on y/n's head.

"it feels like we're in some kind of cliché wattpad fanfiction." jimin muttered while chuckling at mrs. kim's behavior.

"what are you kids waiting for? dig in while the rice is still hot!"

jimin took the first bite. he chewed slowly, savoring the rich flavor inside his mouth.

a tear rolled on his pale cheeks.

"jimin? what's the matter?" y/n said with a worried look.

"oh, it's nothing." he replied,

"so this is how it feels to have a mother."