Recap...
"You're an idiot" I whispered to no one in particular as I let go of her hand.
I turned away and grabbed the warm, damp towel from the tray and folded it up neatly. Gently placing it on her ice cold forehead. After doing so, I scooped her hand up again in both of mine and laid my head down on the side of her bed- my eyes beginning to become droopy and drowsy.
"I guess we all need some sleep.."
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It had been a week since my small pass out incident. The three made sure that it wouldn't happen again by making sure I didn't overdo myself. And by making sure, I mean literally not letting me do shit. So I today I tried to sneak around that.
It was around 8 AM. I had woken up a few minutes ago and decided to make breakfast for the guys. Something I haven't been able to do without any intervention. But luckily the boys were still asleep- they had a late stream the other night and there was no way they'd be up this early.
Being as quiet as possible, I began to remove ingredients from the cupboards- ingredients for muffins. Throughout the whole process, I managed to stay as silent as a mouse. Well, excluding the annoying beeps that the oven continued to produce at every touch of a button.
As I put the muffin pan into the oven, I set the oven timer for 15 minutes. Flinching at every button.
On the last button, a breath of relief escaped me. I watched as the timer began to count down- taking small steps backwards until I hit something, something that wasn't the kitchen island.
My head snapped backwards at the touch- a guilty smile plastered on my face as I turned around to see my one and only British roommate.
"Well good morning N/n"
With a guilty chuckle I greeted him back, "Good morning George"
"And what were you doing?"
"Uhm, making breakfast?" I smiled.
George just sighed, "Y/n.."
"I know, I know! You guys wanted me to rest for a while, but you guys are being so extra. I can't do anything without you guys intervening. Like yesterday I couldn't pick up my plate and bring it to the kitchen because you guys said it's too much work" I said, laughing at my own words.
George just stared down at the ground, a small scoff escaping him. "Okay, I admit that there are sometimes where we've overexaggerated a little"
"Sometimes?" I perked an eyebrow.
"Okay a few times"
"A few?"
"Okay, most of the week"
"Exactly" I giggled. "Though I appreciate that you guys care so much, maybe let me do small things like make breakfast?" I said in an unsure voice as I ushered at the oven.
George just sighed, a smile soon appearing on his lips. "Okay chef N/n, what are you baking?"
"Muffins"
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