Drama Club || KunTen

Brunch

"Good Morning!" Kun smiled fully awake as his friend walked down the steps sleepily.

Ten slumped over still exhausted replied,"How are you so happy this early?"

"It's 12 pm."

"So? It's still early."

Kun laughed, following him to the kitchen,"It's the afternoon, so what's for breakfast?"

"I don't know, I don't really cook." He shrugged.

"I can! As a thank you for giving back my jacket." He offered, looking in the fridge.

Ten couldn't refused, as he hadn't had a cooked breakfast in a long while,"Sure!"

Kun gathered up all the ingredients he needed, happily preparing it all. As cooking was one of his specialities.

Ten sniffed the air as Kun cooked, satisfied but yet excited to taste the food.

He finished cooking up pancakes, bacon, eggs, waffles, toast, sausage, with morning fruits on the side. He had made enough so everyone could enjoy breakfast, with options if they didn't enjoy one thing.

Ten gasped,"Kun? You can cook? And you never told me?" He grabbed Kun by the shoulders shaking him.

"I never had a reason to! Besides, call your housemates down. I have enough for them." Kun rolled his eyes with a laugh.

"No! Let us enjoy the food first, they'll take it all!" He huffed, already filling his plate with the foods.

Kun filled his own plate as well,"Seems like you are like them. Taking a lot of it!"

He punched his shoulder,"Shut up Qian."

They both sat down at the table, taking a bite at the same time. Ten immediately fell in love with the taste of his cooking.

"Qian, what the fuck?! Why is this so good? I didn't know this moron was good at things!" He exclaimed excitedly.

Kun shook his head, knowing his cooking was always on point. He had been cooking since we was young, in his single digits. "I'm good at a lot of things! If anything I'd be shocked if you even could be good at anything."

"What do you mean?! I'm good at acting, singing, dancing, drawing, learning, the list goes on!" He complained, halfway yelling at him offended by his teasing.

He couldn't help but laugh at his poor reaction, "Calm down! I didn't mean it that way! I know you're good at things. Sorry!"

"You're not sorry Qian! I know who and how you are." He crossed his arms.

"Ten! Just enjoy your breakfast! I won't cook ever again if you continue to complain!" He threatened.

Despite him always finding Kun annoying throughout the years, his cooking was incredible. The flavors were something he wanted to taste again, and even try more of his foods. He was growing more and more curious with each bite,"Fine! You're lucky your cooking is good. Otherwise, I'd never shut up."

"You never do anyways." He mumbled chuckling.

"I heard that!" He gasped, as his fork was midway to his mouth, stopped.

"Oh no~ I'm in trouble with Ten."

The two went back and forth as they ate off their plates. Despite his threats, he couldn't not start an argument with Ten. As he found his reactions too overly exaggerated, and hilarious when he was the cause.

Right as they were about to finish their plates, Hendery and Yangyang came down. Hearing the two argue, wanting to laugh at the constant bickering. Yet, being engulfed in the smell of the freshly cooked breakfast. The two scrambled to the kitchen as fast as they could for a bite of whatever they smelled.