Chapter 3

Chapter 3, "Dinner time"

"Yes, yes I will"

The boys visibly relax at the small statement.

Suddenly, a rumbling sound is heard throughout the room. The sound came from beside me, I look over to see Seokjin standing up "Meeting is over. I'll go make dinner!" he exclaims. Everyone rises to get up and go in multiple directions. Where should I go?

I get up and follow the guy that took me in earlier. Might as well make a new buddy.

I run to catch up to him, "Hey uhm..Seokjin-Oppa right?" he turns my direction. "Don't be so formal, just call me Jin! Anything I could help you with?"

"Can you show me around? This place is too big!"

"Me? Well, I have to cook...but I guess I have some time"

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"And this is the kitchen" Wait- The tour is over already? Damn, I was dazed.

How am I this whipped when I just met him? It's like that fanfiction I read uhm...what's it called?

I do know that he is overly confident but in a good way, and his quirky personality makes it even better. Along the way, he kept making corny jokes while boasting his beauty and I kept going along with it naturally making jokes too.

Well, I reached my goal, I made a new friend. I wonder why he is still single... Maybe he's not single, but then again he is an idol. Well, I guess I should go to meet the other guys.

"Thank you"

I turn around to leave, but a voice interrupts me.

"You wanna help me cook?"

I turn around and I am met with Jin looking down at his feet. His confidence was now replaced with shyness. A complete contrast from Jin earlier.

Well, everyone knows if you cook the food you get to taste it first, so of course. I want to cook. I guess I have nothing to do"Yeah, what are we cooking?". He looks at me in shock and then smiles to himself. "My special worldwide recipe! Do you know how to cook or do I have to guide you?"

"Haha you wish old man, I am a pro at cooking"

His face scrunches up, "I am not old you'll see, get the chicken out of the fridge" I roll my eyes and open the fridge. After grabbing the chicken out of the fridge I take it to the sink to rinse it off.

"How much do we need?"

"The whole bag"

I take all the chicken out of the bag and turn on the faucet. Jin walks over and goes to take something out of the cabinets, "So Nova why were you in the alley?" I glance over in his direction. "Well long story short I was going back home, so when they closed all the airports I couldn't go anywhere"

He lets out a loud laugh, what's so funny? Is he laughing at me? I take my hands out of the water and flick them his way, making water fly in his direction "Hey, it's not funny!".

"Sorry, it's just the thought that you probably would still be there if it wasn't for me" I roll my eyes, "Whatever, I'm done with the chicken" he stops chopping and grabs a glass bowl out of the cabinet beside him. He places the bowl beside me, "Put it in here, I'll go get the seasonings" I take the chicken and place it in the large bowl and wash my hands.

Seokjin comes back and gives me the seasonings. I pop the cap on one of them and pour some into the food. I go to grab the other seasoning but Jin grabs my hand, "Hey that is too much!" is he crazy? I only put a little bit in there! "The more seasoning, the more flavor!" He looks at me like I am crazy, but that doesn't stop me from grabbing the other seasoning and pouring into the bowl.

"Trust me" He looks at me then takes a deep breath, "Fine but if the boys complain, it's on you" I nod. He walks back over to the chopping board and goes back to cutting. I go back to mixing the seasonings in. "So how long have you guys known each other?"

I turn on the hot water to rinse my hands, "8 years, well Jimin and Tae knew each other since high school" I dry my hands off with the blue towel on the stove.

"So you guys are like a boyband or something? Like the actual deal?" He smiles, "We are better than the real deal" Oh? He has a lot of confidence, they must be skilled. I should experiment, "So can you sing for me?" his cheeks light up and he looks down. He gets flustered so easily.

"What do you want me to sing?"

"Anything"

Silence is the only thing heard, don't tell me he was misleading me. I go to call his bluff but a soft voice is heard. His dulcet voice sounds through the kitchen, calming me. I guess he is the real deal. I try to keep the racket I make at a minimum, so I don't disrupt him.

"I'm the one I should love in this world"

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"Alright, food is ready!" Jin calls out as I put the last plate on the table. All of the other members start to come from different areas, settling at the table. Taehyung appears beside me fidgeting, "Can I sit here?" Wait-... duh. I don't live here. I nod and he sits on my right beside Jin.

"Dig in!"

Silence fills the room. That awkward silence that makes you wanna jump off of a roof, run into a spike wall, all while rewatching the cringest thing you have ever done, but I don't care.

As long as I got food. "So...Nova how old are you? Last time I saw you, I think you were seventeen!" ...Hoseok why? It's already awkward as hell! You could have let me be, but NO your question must seem more important than my food.

"Twenty-Three, why?"

"Oh- Nothing, just wondering. We need to catch up!" I give him a slight smile and go back to stuffing my face.

"So can I call you noona?" I choke at the sudden question causing Taehyung to grab the glass of water in front of me, all of the other boys just laugh at me. I sip the water and thank Taehyung. Not gonna lie, that question caught me off guard, mostly because I may or may not have the slightest noona kink. I clear my throat "That's up to you, it doesn't really matter to me" he smiles then goes back to eating.

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Everyone is laughing, including me at Namjoon and Jin's bickering. No discomfort is in the air, and it feels like I've known these people for a lifetime. It was still clear that we all still had boundaries but it felt as if we were getting along well.

I feel a hand rest on my knee as I finish my food. I look down to find Jimin resting his hand there, but when I look at him I find him still talking to the others. It's probably a habit. I join back into the conversation not really minding it.

Not even a second passes when I feel his hand travel further up my leg to my thigh, I look over again to find him grinning, but still talking. "What are you doing?" I whisper so I don't make a scene. He glances over at me with an unreadable expression.

"Giving you an experience of a lifetime" He whispers lowly.

Am I imagining things?

His hand grips my thigh firmly and this time I am positive I am not imagining anything. I reach down and peel his hand off my thigh. "I don't want an experience of a lifetime" He rolls his eyes, time for me to go. I get up making everyone look over in our direction.

"Thanks for the food guys! I'm a little tired, so I'll head to my room"