To say I slept horribly would be an understatement.

I tossed and turned for hours and when sleep finally took over I was terrorized with my memories of Ashton. I woke up around 3 am breathing rapidly, my sheets drenched in sweat, and absolutely no hope of getting some actual rest. I only had a couple of hours before I needed to be at the café to open so I decided to just shower and get ready for the day.

I felt like a zombie at work just going through the motions. Needless to say, when my shift ended, and there wasn't someone waiting for me I was super relieved and rushed home for some much-needed sleep. I was praying that my lack of sleep the night before and my busy workday would allow me to slip into sweet oblivion without any dreams. And it did until someone was at my door ringing the bell, like a madman! I pull my phone off the charger and drag myself to the door. Fuck it's only 6! I'm gonna be up late tonight. The ringing has not stopped and I'm steadily growing angry! I fling open the door and there filing up the doorway with his broad self and a silly smile is Jin!

"FINALLY!" Jin pushes past me stepping into the kitchen.

It's then that I notice that he's carrying quite a few bags with him. He starts unloading tons of food and just making himself at home in my kitchen.

"Sweetheart what do you eat?! There's nothing in this fridge!" His tone is light, but it sounds like he's scolding me.

"Jin it's just been a busy week and I haven't made it to the store again. Plus, I'm not much of a cook." I state with a laugh.

"You can't be skipping meals or eating unhealthy!" he nags as he slips on his pink apron.

I'm sure I have a look of disgust on my face when Jin steps up to me handing me a pink apron that matches his.

"On Wednesdays, we wear pink sweetheart," he says quickly putting the apron around my neck and tying it around my waist.

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"What do you call an egg that's turned up?" Jin asks barely, containing his own laughter waiting for my reply.

"An Ome-LIT!" he shouts before I can even reply.

I'm laughing along with him. I'm a sucker for jokes, but I end up laughing harder at Jin. He's got one of those laughs! It shakes his whole body and his mouth is wide open, but the sound oh gosh it's that squeaky noise your rag makes when you clean a mirror.

"Please stooooop Jin I can't breathe" I let out trying to catch my breath and wiping the tears from my eyes.

We've been cooking for about 30 minutes now. Jin decided we would make some pasta and salad; he was confident in the kitchen and very patient as he instructed me on how to make the pesto. But his jokes gosh they never stopped which resulted in my sides being sore and me spilling pesto all over my apron.

"One more I promise!" he says with a huge grin taking up his whole face

"What do you call a bad meal?... A DISHAPPOINTMENT" Jin again doesn't even wait for me to answer and just delivers the whole joke in one go.

"I can't with you! C'mon let's eat, I'm starving." I start setting the table as he brings over the pasta.

Jin quickly loads up a plate for me and then himself as we dig into the food. I'm having a great time and it's easily helping me forget the worries I had yesterday. This boy can eat! Jin has shoveled in a bunch of pasta making his cheeks puff out and his lips pout. How can he eat cute too? My heart melts as I finally feel relaxed.

"Thanks, Jin," I say with a genuine smile on my face.

"For what sweetheart?" He questions after swallowing a large amount of food he had in his mouth.

"Nothing, in particular, I just had a long day and you made me feel a lot better." I quickly fill my mouth with food. This is getting too mushy for me.

He laughs a little at my now stuffed cheeks. I'm positive I don't look nearly as cute as he did with full cheeks. We finish our meal with just some small talk, how I like my job, and the town nothing of any real interest.

"Hey Jin, can I ask you something?"

We are now at my sink while he washes the dishes and I dry and put them away.

"Sure sweetheart, anything you want." He flashes me a soft smile. We've calmed down a lot compared to the laughing lunatics we were earlier.

"Why did you pick this as our activity?" I look at him while he's paused thinking of his answer.

"Hmm well, food is my passion. The way different foods can bring back memories, comfort you, or even heal you. The memories I have learning to make dishes with my family as I grew up, the ones I have of trying fun new ones with friends. The ones I have crying over a tub of ice cream. I like how it can be used to convey different things to people and how I'm filled with happiness anytime someone enjoys what I've made or the pride I get when it's come out the way I wanted. I want that for you Jelly; I was hoping sharing my passion with you would help you find something you are equally passionate about." Jin says a little breathlessly as he had started to ramble his answer.

"I think I get it. I don't really have something that makes me feel like that. But I did enjoy cooking with you today." I say putting the last dish away.

"Alright, I'm going to head out. Next time let's try making a dessert." Jin walks to the door and turns to me with a mischievous smile.

"Just remember I can make all your wishes come true... Because I'm a JIN-ie" He says wiggling his eyebrows at me as he walks backward out the door.

I'm still living off my good mood when I crawl into bed to sleep. Peacefully...

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Hello, My Little Coconuts! I really hope you're enjoying the story so far.

My ideas are all over the place for this book so please let me know if there's a big hole in my plot!

As always I 💜 You!