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The Olive Theory

The next day, morning

Baji keisuke was the type of person to always sleep in, no matter what, if it was school or a toman meeting he usually overslept it. Meanwhile y/n usually woke up really early, which was the case today. She woke up next to her little sister and Keisuke who was halfway laying on the ground.? You knew he was weird but this is a different league.

You tried holding in your laughter as you made a picture of him, and immediately made it into a sticker, and changed your profile picture into it, some would say you took it to far, but in your defense keisuke once took a picture of you crying with a bowl of ice cream ontop of your head and gave it to your mother, this was simple revenge!

You laughed wholeheartedly, and made your way downstairs, taking steps carefully, as usually when you rush down you trip, and you wouldn't really want to wake everyone at such an early hour.

After reaching the kitchen you began cooking, you aren't an expert but you could make some simple things. Time passed quickly until you finished some good portion of everything.

"Scrambled egg, some bread and-" before you could finish counting the things you made as a still sleepy Keisuke made his way to the kitchen, holding your ittle sisters hand who clearly was the one waking him, considering on how energetic she was while he just wanted to go back to bed.

"Oh my, Kei are you alright?" You spoke up as he took a seat and glanced at you with a small glare. "Fia kicks in her sleep" was all that the black haired guy mentioned which you couldn't help but smirk at "oh trust me I know."

Keisuke shot an even worse glare at you in response which you couldn't help but laugh at. "I hate you" he mumbled before laying his head on the desk infront of him.

"ofcourse you do Kei.. Anyways I made scrambled eggs, some cheese toasts and a yogurt with pineapple in it, what do you want of these?" you asked him smiling, trying to hide your huge smirk plastering your face, considering how spiteful you were.

"uh, do you guys have any ham, or salami?" he asked you in hope which you had to sadly debunk. "I'm sorry Kei, we don't eat Meat, Fia is allergic, while my Mom and I stopped eating any type of meat so she wouldn't on accident eat something that's nit good for her from the fridge — but I can ask my mother to buy you something" you responded aswell as explaining your guys situation to him.

"Nah don't worry, I'm sorry I should've known that, Can I have some eggs?" he asked politely, giving you the first nice smile of the entire morning. "Fia wants eggs too!" the brown haired girl quickly copied Keisuke, which you both couldn't help but laugh at. "If Keisuke asked for Olives would you have eaten it too?" you asked her, knowing the answer already considering she hated olives.

"Pah! No! Olives are bluah!" Fia protested loudly, as she stuck her tounge out and stared at Keisuke, her face resembling nothing but betrayal. "I didn't know you like olives.." she spoke dramatically, as you had to cover your mouth with one hand trying to hold in your laughter. "Whaaat? I don't like olives either they are Bluah!" The black haired male protested back.

"How can you two not love Olives?? They are literally so goo—" you were cut off by Fia clapping her hand on your mouth, shocking Keisuke and you. "who replaced my sissy with an Alien like you!" she spoke while backing off hiding behind Keisuke, the little girl couldn't belive her sister would actually LIKE Olives!

You couldn't hold in your laughter any longer and began laughing quite loudly, which Keisuke soon enough Joined in aswell, and once again Fia tried coping Keisuke and also laughed.

" Okay okay pfft, that's enough I'm going to wake Madre, and then clean up here while you two eat" You explained your plan as you have the scrambled egg they wanted to the place they are seated at. "what about you?" Keisuke quickly asked with slight concern in his voice. "no worries, I have already eaten" you gave him a small smile as he nodded in understanding and you went to wake your Mother.