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A few weeks have pasted, Hobi hasn't acted any differently than what he had been, and Taehyung and I still have an uncomfortable tension between us.
Everything has been so hectic around the apartment lately, Yoongi is on a deadline, Jin has had to work overtime at the hospital, and Namjoon is studying for college finals, so that leaves Jungkook, Taehyung, Jimin, Hobi, and me to fend for ourselves, and not one of us knows how to actually cook.
"So... what are we going to make for dinner?" Jungkook asked, knowing that there was no savior in this situation.
"We can try to make creamy pasta, I've read a few cookbooks in my days." Hobi stood up in the middle of the living room, sticking his chest out in pride.
"You sound like a 50-year-old man, Hoseok." Jimin teased a bit.
"Then, you come up with something, smarty pants!" Hobi shot a furious glare over to Jimin.
We all sat in silence trying to figure out something that everyone will eat.
While pondering, I came up with something that everyone likes to eat, pizza. I promptly shot up from my seat on the couch.
"What if we made a pizza!" I yelled out in excitement. "We can just look up a simple recipe for it."
Everyone's eyes all looked around like I was insane, but their stares slowly altered into a look of eagerness for the temptation of a pizza.
"That doesn't sound too bad!" Jungkook agreed.
"Then it's settled, we will make pizza." I was glad that my idea was the ultimate choice of the night.
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"Okay so, Me and (Y/N) will work on the dough." There was a minor break in Hobi's speech. "Jungkook you work with Jimin and get the sauce ready, and Taehyung you are on cutting duty, cut all the toppings." Hobi gave out orders, but the others weren't too keen on the idea.
"I want to work with (Y/N), why do I have to be with Jimin!" Jungkook wailed out.
"Yeah, you aren't being fair!" Jimin agreeing. "Why do I have to work with Jungkook!"
Taehyung was being unusually quiet. I peeked over towards his direction to see him already working on grading cheese.
"I'll help all of you guys, let's just start working on the pizza, I'm hungry!"
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Once I was able to calm everyone down, they started working on their own thing. I strolled around the kitchen to help everyone do their part.
"So the recipe states that we need to k-knead the dough for 5 minutes until it forms a small ball." I struggled with reading the directions a little.
"All right." Hobi replied while I made it to the next team station of sauce.
"How is the sauce coming out?" I asked.
"It's going well, we want you to taste it and see if we need to add anything."
Jungkook brought a small spoon up to my mouth to feed me the reddish sauce, in which I gladly opened my mouth.
"Hmm, can you put a bit more salt in it?"
I was about to step over to Taehyung before Jimin grabbed my arm and stopped me.
"Wait (Y/N), you have sauce on your face."
His petite palm swept against my flushed cheek as he wiped the small dab of sauce off my face with a smirking smile.
"Thank you."
I eventually made it around to Taehyung, who was now cutting some salami for pepperonis.
"How's the chopping going?"
It seems that I may have startled him a little because he jumped when I spoke to him.
"I- um, good?" He wouldn't even make eye contact with me.
"Alright, if you need a hand just call for me."
And the whole process of shuffling around the kitchen started all over again.
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"That was a great pizza!" Jungkook stretched out on the soft rug in the living room.
"Yeah, good thing we went with pizza and not creamy pasta." Jimin still making fun of poor Hobi.
What we hadn't realized was that there was a disaster of a mess in the kitchen and Jin would be home in less than 10 minutes.
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