I still remember. Do You? ꒰ა yoonmi... - Chapter 9: Chapter 9

" Jimin ah, dad's home! "
Jihoon announces his presence as soon as he steps inside the house. He waits for a while at the doorway to be welcomed by a pair of arms but Jimin was no where to be found.
" Where's Jimin ?" He turns to ask the head servant. To which he only got a smile in return that made him suspicious.
" Jimin ah! "
He calls for his son, but like before there's no response this time either. Just as he was about to go find him, Jimin came rushing to him, a beige apron stained with yellow spots, tied around his waist.
" Dad, I missed you!"
He run towards him like a little child, who excitedly waits all day for his dad to return.
" You just saw me in the morning."
Jihoon laughs, rubbing his hand over Jimin's back.
Jimin puffs up his cheeks on hearing his father say that.
" So what, I still missed you !"
" What's with the apron ?"
He quickly changes the topic so he wouldn't have to deal with a cranky Jimin.
Jimin doesn't reply to that instead just giggles a little.
" I heard from Mr. Lee that you were successful in buying that company. I'm rather sad that I didn't hear the news directly from you."
Now, it's time for the father to puff up his cheeks, but Jimin is quick enough to jump into his defense.
" That's because I wanted to keep it a surprise. Mr. Lee spoiled it."
A heavy pout made it's way to Jimin's lips. But it goes away as soon as it came.
" But no worries, I have another surprise for you."
With that he linked his arm with his father, ready to drag him with himself to somewhere.
" Wait I haven't even changed my clothes yet." Jihoon tried to stop Jimin but his son has turned deaf to his pleas.
" Let's eat dinner first. Please.."
He uses his pleading eyes technique that's impossible to ignore.
Jihoon likes to freshen up first before having his dinner it's like a sacred habit of him, but he can always change it for his beloved son.
" Fine." He finally gives in.
Jimin pulled him all the way towards their dinning hall. Stopping right in front of his seat, he even pulled out the chair for his father. Once his father was seated, Jimin went to the center of the table where the dishes were already served.
" Today, on the occasion of me taking over a company, I made you your favorite kimchi jjigae."
With that he uncovered the lid from the pot. And with the lid the savory smell was also uncovered, spreading across the whole room now.
" Really? You made it? "
Jihoon asks in shock because of how good it smells. But he still doesn't let his guard down. It may smell good but he can't say the same about its taste. He knows how 'good' of a cook his son is.
" Of course, dad. Don't question my cooking skill."
Jimin says proudly, but his father isn't still convinced. He knows better than to fall for Jimin's smile.
" Go ahead and dig in."
Jimin pours the stew in a bowl and pass it over to his father.
Jihoon looked at the bowl with wide eyes, it looks good too.
" It's edible, right? You sure,I won't get food poisoning like last time."
" Dad !"
Jimin screams to stop his father from mentioning that incident again. It was just one time, but his father wouldn't stop bringing it.
Jimin tried to cook a decent meal after watching some videos on YouTube but somehow that meal gave Jihoon food poisoning. His father doesn't leave a chance to still tease him about that day.
" How is it?"
Jimin asks as he sees his father finally taking a sip after his hesitation. His eyes going wide and big as the stew finally hit his taste but.
Jihoon closed his eyes, ready for the bitter taste but he was shocked by how good it actually tasted. Opposite to how he had imagined it to be.
" It's...tasty? "
He still can't digest the fact, while Jimin is already jumping on hearing the compliment.
Jihoon then takes another sip and suddenly something clicked inside of his head.
" Jimin ah you sure you made this?"
He asked with a cocky grin.
" It tastes the same like Young jo's."
Jimin's face got red on getting caught.
" That's because samchun helped me."
He stepped forward, his eyes so desperate to make his father believe him.
Initially he was going to make it by himself, but somehow he end up burning the stew 3 times. Before he finally decided to ask for some help, as his father was going to be home soon and he didn't want to starve him.
But in the end it was like Jimin was an assistant, he only helped to stir the stew while the chef did all the work for him.
" You did a great job Jimin ah."
Jihoon praises his son, Jimin might have not made it himself but it's the effort that counts. Jimin got all happy at the compliment.
While Jimin and Jihoon enjoyed their dinner together while talking about their day, there was still a son who was waiting for his father to come back home.
Yoongi looks at his watch as he rings the door bell. He's late,very late. If not for the sudden meeting where he had to explain to his employees how he just sold his company, he would have made it on time. He agrees that the decision was a bit irrational. But if it involves Jimin he uses his heart and not his brain.
" You're late."
A sharp voice comes addressing to him as soon as the door is open. The small boy is standing there with his arms folded and lips sealed in a pout, clearly angry at his father.
" Appa's sorry. I had an urgent meeting." Yoongi enters inside, keeping his bag aside and bending down so he could hug his son. But like always the child didn't hug him back this time, indicating just how mad he was.
The boy is still not convinced by his excuse, and ran away after escaping from Yoongi's hold.
" He was waiting for you since so long. Eyes fixed on the door, waiting for the door bell to ring."
A middle aged lady comes from inside, she has her bags in her arms ready to headout.
" I've made dinner for both of you."
She points at the kitchen. Yoongi smiles at her, he's so thankful for the lady for doing the housework as well as taking care of his son.
" Thank you, ajhumoni."
He bows at her, receiving a smile and shoulder pat in return.
" Bye, Junie I'll see you tomorrow."
She turns to face the child who's sitting on the sofa with his face all scrunched up.
He waves her bye, but then instantly went back to how he was.
" Looks like he's very angry."
She laughs before finally heading out, leaving the two alone now.
" Jun ah."
He calls for him, but the child turns his face away.
" Yoonjun~" He calls his full name in a loving manner, finally succeeding in breaking the child's demeanor.
" Appa broke his promise."
He says with his lips still settled into a pout.
Yoongi sighs, using his hands to unfold Yoonjun's folded arms.
" Appa's sorry baby. I told you I had an important meeting today."
He brings the tiny hands close to his cheeks. The hands are warm on his cold cheeks.
" I was going to buy you your favorite cake too, but the shop closed earlier today."
He thought that Yoonjun would forgive him after seeing the cake but even that plan failed miserably. Like the universe held a grudge against him.
Yoonjun finally sees the tired look in his father's eyes and he melts instantly.
" Appa tired? "
He looks at his father with eyes fluttering softly.
" Just a bit."
Yoongi smiles irrespective of his tiredness, not wanting to show his son his exhausted side and get him worried.
" Did you eat your dinner? "
The boys shakes his head in a no.
" Then shall we eat together? "
Yoongi opens his arms and Yoonjun finally comes running in them.
" Ahjumma made my fav..."
He says happily snuggling into Yoongi's chest, he has already forgotten that he was angry at him some moments ago.
" Then let's dig in right away."
With that Yoongi put Yoonjun down on his high chair and went towards his one before finally eating.
" Appa! "
Yoonjun suddenly calls for him in the middle of their dinner. Keeping his spoon down, he stares at his father with his small eyes that are alike to Yoongi's.
" Why are you smiling?"
He lifts his eyebrows, as if inspecting Yoongi.
" Smiling? No, I'm not."
Yoongi instantly brought his cheeks down, trying hard to stop smiling.
" Appa liar." Yoonjun retorts.
Yoongi didn't listen to him and continue eating his food.
" Seulgi says when someone smile so much, they are in love."
Yoongi spurted out the soup from his mouth, choking on it.
His hand wanders around to search for the glass of water.
" What? Where are you even hearing such things from? "
Yoonjun doesn't reply to that, instead he asked another question.
" Appa are you in love? "
Thank god Yoongi didn't resume eating, or else he would end up getting choked again.
" Jun ah, I told you there's nothing like that. Hurry up and finish your meal, I'll tell you a bed time story then."
Yoonjun finally went back to his meal after that and Yoongi huffed a sigh of relief.
His mind again took him to the event that happened with him today. Seeing Jimin in a formal attire like that standing in front of his door, it's still unbelievable to him. And the fact that he would get to see Jimin everyday like that, Jesus. He just might be the happiest man alive on earth.