ps: this was edited at 11 pm so there will be spelling and a lot of grammar mistakes.
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「Brothers Girlfriend」
{Y/n} lay in bed staring at the ceiling looking over at the clock that was resting on the wardrobe, 6:17 AM it read. She yawned before crawling out of bed. She put on a comfy gown.
She took a shower, got out, dried off, then went down to make breakfast for the house. She made a waffle recipe that Yuta gave her for her birthday. As time went on people started to wake up and flood the kitchen as the smell of the waffle became vivid.
{Y/n} served the food on the table, and the boys put the food on their plates and dug right in. The [h/c] haired female could tell that they were enjoying this recipe more than her recipe. Well, to be fair her brother is a famous chef.
"This taste sooooo good," Hiori cheered stuffing more food in his mouth.
"Good to know you like my brother cooking more, Hiori." {Y/n} huffed jokingly.
"Wait– no–" Hiori choked
"I'm kidding," She ruffled his hair while heading back into the kitchen.
"Are you not eating," The cyan-haired male asked, turning around to the female who stopped upon hearing him talk.
"I'm not too hungry at the moment you guys enjoy your breakfast. I have to get ready for the summer festival anyway," {Y/n} was about to walk away into the kitchen until she was thrown over someone's shoulder.
"You can't escape that easily, sit down and eat," Shidou pulled out her chair and sat her down. He put a plate with some food in front of her.
Her eyes widened still processing what just happened, she looked at the plate of food and then at Shidou who was sitting beside her. She softly closes her eyes while facing the waffles. "You son of a bitch," She mumbles as she eats the waffles.
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{Y/n} looks at her outfits to wear for the festival, well let's say there was nothing that would match what others would wear. A knock was heard at the door as someone came in.
