"You like me?" You breathed out flabbergasted.

Jin took a few slow steps towards you, till there were just a mere inches separating you two, he was towering above you.

Your heart beat paced up as his soft brown orbs gazed directly into your own with a look of pure genuineness.

"Yes," he softly replied.

You were so shocked and blown away because you just realized that the man you have been crushing on, didn't hate you,when infact the complete opposite had happened. He liked you!

"Since when?" you asked.

"Since the very first time we cooked together at night, months ago. Do you remember?"

You did.

Flashback

It had been a cold rainy night. You had been out late running some errands until you had bumped into Jin on the way. He had been extremely furious that you were out so late at night in the pouring rain that he had basically forced you to get into his car and give you a ride home. When he had  realized to his horror that you were running on an empty stomach, he made a change of plans and decided to drive you to his apartment instead where all the members were staying over and decided that he would cook you dinner.

It had been late at night and almost everyone one was in bed. Jin had switched on the lights in the dark kitchen and began making mini pizzas for you. Intrigued, you had wanted to join in and help him but he had forced you back down onto the chair refusing to let you cook.

"Oppa, why can't I cook?" you had whined.

"I'm making you dinner tonight," he had said while peeling some onions. "You should rest,"
"But I love cooking as much as you do," you had protested.

At this, Jin had perked up. "You do?" he had asked. It really interested him that someone else who shares his same passion was present in the same room as him.

"Yeah," you had said. "And it doesn't tire me, it makes me happy. I often cook to relax myself,"

"Well, in that case," Jin had half smiled. "I guess you can slice these onions for me,"

"Awesome," you had grinned before taking the knife from his hand. You had started working on the onions.

You got started on the onions but you found yourself struggling to concentrate on the task at hand when all your eyes could sneak glances was at the stunningly beautiful male who was sharing the kitchen with you.

Like you, he was also busy with a culinary task.

You had watched him kneading a lump of soft snow-white dough with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, exposing his sexy and masculinly large forearms.

Unlike you however, he had appeared to be completely engrossed in the task at hand. It had almost seemed as not even the entire world matters to him when he was engaged in his passion of the culinary arts.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, you met the gaze of a pair of amused crescent hazel eyes were staring at you.

Within a flash, you had averted your gaze away from his to stare down lamely at the lavender onions on the chopping board before you.

Your heart had been racing at the thought of having been caught staring at Jin like some sort of a weirdo and you could feel the blush creeping up your cheeks.

Please don't say anything, please don't say anything!

You had silently chanted inside your head as you fumbled with the knife and tried to pretend as if you had been cutting onions this whole time.

You had been pleasantly surprised to hear a wave of melodious and deep chuckles burst out from Jin to the right of you.

Oh great!

You had thought as you had forcefully bit your lip not daring to look up at anything other than the onions. Your cheeks had been burning at that point as if they had caught fire.

"All this time, you haven't even been able to cut atleast one onion?" Jin had teased you between chuckles.

You had drawn a deep breath and had forced yourself to look up at him praying that your blush wasn't visible as much as you had thought.

"Well I - you see-" you had stammered while mentally kicking your brain to make itself come up with an awesome excuse as into why you had tried to impress your boy-band crush with your love for cooking yet you were unable to chop a simple onion at the moment.

Within a moment, Jin had stationed himself behind you. You had looked over your shoulder in confusion as to what he was upto now.

Within a few moments, you had felt himself lean over your, pressing his firm chest gently to your back. His long arms snaked around you and his large hands had gently enclosed themselves around your own dainty ones.

What is going on? You had wondered to yourself aghast at his uncalled for action.

His hands had been a bit dusty as they were powdered with flour yet you couldn't help but be amazed at how comforting and warm his hands has been, a cutting contrast to the chilly atmosphere created by the rain.

One of his warm hands had clutched your own which was holding the knife and the other placed had itself on your other hand which was holding the onion in place.

You had felt goosebumps along your neck as his head came to rest itself on your shoulder,his soft hair tickling your cheeks.

"This way is much faster," he had said in a velvet voice before he started to move his hand together with yours which was holding the knife and he had began to slice the onion in a rhythmetic pace.

Your heart had been fluttering violently and your breathing was getting harder to control by the minute with the excitement and nervousness you were feeling.

Sure, you have had plenty of golden opportunities to get physically closer to Jin and the other members thanks to your profession but the intensity of this closeness is beyond compare to any make-up artist task you have had to do.

As his hands completely controlled your own, you suddenly had  started to wish that he had been controlling your legs as well because they were feeling like jelly and you had been afraid that you might topple over on your knees.

The hair at the back of your head had stood on end, as you had felt his warm breath on your neck.
You had looked down at how both yours and Jin's hands were perfectly entangled together and couldn't help but smile wondering how else life could be more perfect.

I love this man. I really do.

Were the words you had silently uttered in your mind as you had given yourself into the acceptance of your feelings.

And so had begun the never ending saga of dreams of the day you would have an adequate amount of courage to look up to his soft eyes in which you can see a golden crescent and utter those words with the same passion that's inside deep within your heart and to relish in the joy if one day, due to your miraculous luck, he chose to say those same special words back to you.

You hadn't even realize that the time had passed by so fast when you looked down to see the onions sliced up into perfect small indigo arches.

Jin hadn't dared to move himself away from you which you were glad. He had kept the same position of leaning himself over you from behind but he had removed the knife from your hand with his delicate fingers before he had clasped both of your hands in his warm soft ones.

It was completely silent save for the thumping of your heart that you could hear as a hum in your ears.

He gently folded your hands over your stomach, wrapping his muscular arms around your waist.

You hadn't said anything. Firstly, because even if you had tried to, your breath would have had surely gotten stuck in your throat.

Secondly, you had been scared to disturb this beautiful dream like moment.
I wouldn't risk losing it for anything. You had firmly decided.

His head had come to rest on top of your head. Jin had buried his nose in your locks and deeply but silently inhaled your sweet scent. Then he had slowly started to sway you side to side with him.

He had waited for an opportunity like this in his entire life time upon meeting you.

From the moment he had found out that you would be working with the group, he had been taken back by you instantly. Your warmth, your beauty, your bubbly personality, your caring attitude, your humor and the similarities in the passions that you both shared such as the love for cookery and an even more intense and deep love for the members. You had been the exact dream girl that he had envisioned in his mind.

I love this girl. I really do.

You had felt him smirking into your hair before his rich voice had said, "It's ok, I know I'm too handsome for even you to resist."

The atmosphere which had once been heavy with romantic tension was soon broken and had been replaced with a carefree one as you had burst out laughing, ripples of amazing euphoria rippling down your body from head to toe.
But then...

" Hyung, we should eat something small since it's late at night and all."

"Yeah," another voice had followed. "Do you remember where I kept the recipe for that mixed fried rice?"

Jimin and Taehyung.

The duo had entered the kitchen still busy with their conversation when they had stopped to stare at you and Jin in the kitchen, with Jin's arms wrapped around your waist, his head on top of yours and both of you in mid laughter which you two had abruptly stopped as soon as they entered.

Oh shoot!  Your cheeks flared up yet again.

They walked in on such a bad time - I mean not that this moment is BAD bad-but-ughhh this is embarrassing and awkward!!! You had mentally screeched.

Jimin and Taehyung took one slightly confused glance at the both of you before exchanging a suspicious one between themselves.

Jin had quickly let his arms unwrap themselves around you and drop to his sides before he stepped away to take a stand by your side.

You had seen a devilish smirk flicker across Jimin's face before a wide grin declared itself on his face.

"Oh hyung, didn't expect to see you here...," he then faced Taehyung before jabbing him on his ribs with his elbow while he added "with (Y/N)."

"(Y/N) haven't had any dinner, so I was helping her out," Jin had cooly replied not even slightly flushed as you had been.

"I seeee," Jimin had nodded, the smirk never leaving his face while he eyed a suddenly nervous Taehyung on his side.

"We came to make a little snack. " Taehyung had squeaked out.

Jin didn't say anything so you had looked up at him and you could see his eyes were forming a slight glare.

Jimin caught on very quickly though because he quickly uttered, "Which we don't want anymore because we are suddenly not hungry anymore." he said with a nervous chuckle.

"But I am hungry," Tae had snapped.
"No, you are not!" Jimin had said through gritted teeth before pulling him away from the kitchen.

"Have a great night, Hyung and (Y/N)," Jimin had said before him and Tae disappeared down the corridors.

You could still hear their voices though.
"Hyung, I need my fried rice," Tae had whined.
"And I need the money you promised bro cuz I won! " Jimin had said in a triumphant voice. "I told you so,"

I wonder what that was all about. You had thought amused.

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