UNDER HIS SPELL { taekook }

二 ; ２３

A loud, blaring noise pierced the still air bathing in the morning sunlight. Taehyung's body was quick to respond by lifting his eyes open from the sound. That being, his alarm going off beside him. He grunted quietly, reached towards the device and shut it off before rolling over, head settling back peacefully upon the pillow.

His eyes shut. A few minutes went by. Then, there was a loud knock at his door before relaxed footsteps appeared inside the bedroom.

He could feel the mattress beside him shift down, indicating a person had seated themselves over it. Taehyung peeked one eye open to see Namjoon gazing down at him with an amused smile on his lips.

"So tell me," the older man spoke up. "You gonna keep laying there or what?"

Taehyung was now looking back at him with a half lidded stare, lips pressed firmly together, brain still seemingly half asleep. Namjoon merely chuckled at the sight, reached a hand over to ruffle the man's already messy hair. At the action, Taehyung slowly sat up and moved to wrap his arms around the older, squeezing him tightly.

Namjoon's brows rose for a moment, taken aback by the sudden embrace. Then, after some time processing the action, he came to a realization. "Ah, hey kid, long time no see, hm?" He returned the hug with a gentle chuckle.

Taehyung clung onto him silently and nodded his head, a small smile planted upon his lips. He then removed himself from the older and looked at him, his hands moving to make different gestures. Namjoon focused on his finger motions and smiled fondly.

"Yes, I know, kid," he responded while reaching to pinch the male's nose. "And I missed you too. How about I make your favorite pancakes now that you're here?"

Taehyung's small smile never left his lips while he waved his fingers to form more signals, communicating with the other via its movement. Namjoon's face gradually scrunched up.

"Listen, I know you're a much better cook but I want you to rest easy and let me do the work, alright? Alright," he huffed, legs lifting from the bed. "Get washed up and then meet us in the kitchen."

Taehyung's head tilted to the side, gaze fixated on the other and mouth parting in question.

"Us, as in me and Yerin. Now go, go!"

He gently kicked the male's legs over the blankets and laughed on his way out, jogging back down the hall to return to the kitchen where he found Yerin already prepping ingredients.

"Hey now, what are you planning on making?" Namjoon said, almost accusingly, while grabbing onto the nearest bowl from Yerin as a means of stopping her.

The woman turned to look at him and blink incredulously. "Uh, I was just gonna grab some leftover kimchi for us?"

"Nuh uh." Namjoon stepped to the side, wandering hands looking for the pancake mix. "We're having pancakes now. Dot's here."

Yerin's brows lifted in an astounded expression. "Are you for real? Right now?"

"Mhm," Namjoon chirped, now busy gathering what he needed for the new breakfast plan.

"What the hell, he never fronts around me. Last time I spoke to him was years ago..."

The man glanced over at Yerin's pouted look. "You know he's shy."

"Yeah, yeah," she waved him off, planting herself towards one of the high stools to watch her brother get to work. The two proceeded to talk about nothing in particular before gentle footsteps behind the kitchen island caused them both to turn their heads.