A Rose Between Thorns

Chapter 30: Passive

"Taylor, can we talk?"

I look up from the pile of dishes I was washing to see Hobi standing beside me. "Yeah sure, just give me a second," I reply, turning off the water and drying my hands. "What's up?"

Hoseok leans against the counter, crossing his arms. "I know what Jin said was hurtful, and he feels awful about it," He starts, causing me to sigh in response. "But he's afraid that you won't hear him out if he tries to apologize. You did ignore him at breakfast, and you did the same with Taehyung and Jimin when you were made at them a few weeks ago."

"Hobi-oppa," I start, remembering my honorifics for once. "I appreciate you coming to me with this, but it's not changing my mind right now. Even if he does apologize, I don't know if I can forgive him right away. I have my personal reasons for that."

Hoseok gives me a sad smile, nodding. "I understand. Just promise me you'll at least let him try to apologize?" He says as he steps away from the counter. I nod, and he leans over to kiss my cheek. "Thank you," He adds, before heading out of the kitchen to help the others clean up.

I had decided to take on the kitchen, mainly because I also planned to do some baking before Gisselle gets here. I had decided on making black forest cupcakes, since I haven't made them in a while. While the others protested cleaning a huge area by myself I told them it was fine, since I'll be making a mess of it anyways. I put on the apron that Jin got for me and got to work.

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"TAYLOR!" Jungkook calls in a panicked voice, making me almost drop the cake I just pulled out of the oven. I quickly put the tray down as the maknae runs into the kitchen with tears in his eyes. It only takes me a moment to notice what exactly is wrong here.

There is egg yolk dripping from his hair, and he looks like he's about to cry. "Yoongi got mad at me for going into his room, I was in there because I was looking for the glass cleaner and I thought I'd check the rooms and he ambushed me with eggs!"

"Oh honey come here, let's get you cleaned up," I say in a motherly tone. I do have a mama bear side to me when it comes to my friends and family, but I don't get angry like Gisselle does. If someone's ass needs beating, you call her. Not me. I'm the one to tend to your wounds, Gisselle is the one that causes them.

I lead Jungkook to the sink and start running the water. He leans down as I help him rinse the yolk out, which thankfully doesn't take too long. After a few minutes I was promptly messing with the maknae's hair, drying it with one of the hand towels I had beside me. The man gives me a cute bunny smile, and I won't lie he looks really good with his disheveled wet hair.

"There you go, hun," I say as I remove the towel from his head, setting it on the counter.

"Thanks mom," Jungkook teases, and I hit his chest in retaliation.

"Excuse me sir, you were the one crying for me just a few minutes ago." I reply, though I can't help but smile up at him. He's too cute for his own good, and he knows it. Jungkook then gets a mischievous grin, and starts shaking his still partially wet hair all over the place, spraying droplets of water at me.

"Yah, Jungkook!" I squeal, and the maknae takes the opportunity to wrap his arms around me, burying his face into my shirt with an evil laugh. I laugh as Jungkook shakes his head in my shirt, leaving wet spots all over it. After a few moments he kisses my cheek while smiling down at me, a playful gleam in his eyes.

I roll my eyes and tap his nose. "You're such a dork," I comment, pulling away and grabbing some whipped cream from the fridge.

"Yeah but I'm one of your dorks!" He replies, looking over at my masterpiece of a pastry. "Wow, it's looking good already!"