Voiceless |Book 1| Complete

37 | Good Day, Bad Timing

Minho was frying up eggs whiles Jisung sat on the counter swinging his legs. It was a perfect morning. not many words had to be said, the atmosphere between the two who finally didn't have to hold back with each other anymore. They were both in a happy mood. Minho looking up at Jisung before shaking his head at the childish motions the younger was displaying.

"Want to get the coffee ready love?" Minho asked tipping one of the eggs over, earning another high pitch sizzle and a few sputters. Leaning it away from the both of them so they weren't getting burned before placing it back onto the stove.

Jisung nodded, sliding off the counter to open the little cupboard where they stored most of the coffee necessities. Pulling the Keurig pot out he grabbed the tray for the water filling it.

"French vanilla, or dark roast Hyung?" Jisung looked at the different flavors torn on which one he should make.

"Dark roast for me please love."

Jisungs cheeks warmed at the nickname that's been used twice now. Jisung wasn't used to being called , baby, sweetheart, angel... They are new to him, or at least relatively foreign to him, however being called any of them made him have fuzzy feelings and his cheeks warm every time. Love was a term Minho was using well before the two even thought of each other in any other way than one thinking the other was a nuisance, the other not sure what to describe him.  Humming a happy tune once again as he placed the coffee cup under the drip.

After staring at the coffee for a little bit, something crossed Jisungs mind, a sudden realization that turned into a pool of concern and worry. Jisung startled the older when he swore and ran for his bedroom. It was a burst of energy, and a few tumbles later, sounds being apparent.

"Jisung?" Minho turned the oven off, moving the pan before running after the younger, too see what was up. 

Jisungs stood frozen at the foot of his bed. Minho looked to see what made the younger freeze seeing dark stains on his bed and even worse the laptop.

"Fuck! fuck! fuck!" Minho kept grumbling out.

He tapped the keyboard. It was hardened and sticking but it managed to click turning the screen on. Jisung sighed with what seemed to be a small bit of relief, finally making some sort of move finally.

"How?"

"Ooh... You startled me last night when I had hot cocoa, but I forgot all about it till I was making coffee." Jisung slowly explained, sitting down on the bed, pulling the laptop into his lap.

"The keyboard still works, I'll just have to pull the keys off and gently clean it." Jisung moved the laptop to his end table.

"And I need to wash the blankets." Jisung chuckled.

Though Minho didn't find this in the slightest amusing. He was the one to cause a tragic event. Jisungs laptop would have been damaged permanently. Looking down, Jisung seemed to catch on quickly what the older was thinking.

"Hyung, its not your fault. I was careless and shouldn't have had cocoa and technology anywhere close together... Besides I back everything up on my USB remember."

Jisung quickly pulled the older back towards the kitchen area, trying to ease the situation. Minho slowly got the eggs and toast set on the plates, Jisung grabbed the coffees that left a fresh aroma linger in their dorm and took them to the table.

"Hyung. I promise don't worry about it too much okay?"

Minho only nodded.

Breakfast finished silently and both of them had other things they were going to do. Jisung was gonna clean the keys of his laptop and ensure no damage is done to the hardrive, while Minho was gonna go to Chan and complain. He still felt terrible that he was the reason Jisungs Keyboard might not work anymore.