Velleitie

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❝𝙂𝙧𝙤𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙙, 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙚𝙩 𝙢𝙚 𝙜𝙤?❞

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You didn't know why, but you felt like this day was going to be a weird one. From the get go, Mk tripped over your sleeping body on the floor, awaking you with a fright and having said man face plant on the floor as he was on his way to shut off the alarm that threatened to blast at any given time. You groaned and twisted to your side, clutching where Mk had accidentally kicked you, Mk only gave out a spew of apologize as he slid over to check if you were ok. You swatted him away with little effort, telling him you were peachy.

After that, you struggled to find a clean pair of pants, having to pull almost everything out of your bag before finding one, you only grunted as you realized you had to find a shirt to accompany it. Mk, once again, apologized and said he would start a laundry load later today, reaching his hand into the fridge. You were pulled from your grumbling when Mk gasped, making you turn your head around.

When Mk didn't respond to your constant calling of his name, you took effort to push yourself upwards into a standing position and saunter over to him, peaking over Mk's shoulder to see what he was gaping at. You furrowed your brows and pushed you lip into a thin line as you peaked into the fridge, it was completely empty besides a few juice boxes and some expired take out. With a sigh you shook your head and pushed away from the sulking man, guess there would be no breakfast this morning.

Since there was no breakfast to made, the two of you had to crowd into the small bathroom, the yellow tinted light aided neither of you as you both pushed each other around the bathroom. You were trying to brush your teeth when Mk's elbow nudged yours, causing your to choke on your own tooth brush while he only created a larger knot in his hair. You bent over the sink coughing for a second while Mk patted your back in an effort to comfort you, though it was hard when he was screaming really loudly about how sorry he was for upsetting your morning for the third time.

Mk's screams seemed to upset the pig downstairs, as there soon was a rather harsh knock on the front door of Mk's apartment, scaring the two of you out of your sorry states. Mk excused himself quickly and pulled the door open, only to see a rather unamused face from Pigsy, arms crossed and tapping his foot impatiently. Pigsy only raised an eyebrow at Mk's behavior when he saw you stumble out of the bathroom, almost falling over as you tried to slip a sock on your foot.

You caught yourself by gripping Mk's counter, swearing to yourself as you pushed yourself upwards, adjusting the dress shirt on your shoulders. Your brows furrowed as you looked down at the dress shirt, something wasn't feeling right about it, it felt far to large for you. Peaking up at Mk, who was trying to explain the crazy morning to Pigsy, you noticed that Mk's dress shirt looked not his size, so you could only sigh through your nose as you walked up to him.

You tapped Mk's shoulder, he turned around swiftly and locked eyes with you, wondering what you needed. "I think that's my dress shirt." You muttered lowly, pointing at the clothing that rested on Mk's shoulders. Mk quickly took the dress shirt off and glanced at the size before he felt his face heat up with embarrassment. The two of you quickly switched dress shirts, all the while Pigsy gave the two of you a curious look, and then proceeded to grab the last things you needed from the house.

Once downstairs, you and Mk quickly got to work, you in the kitchen and Mk in the dinning area, everything seemed to be going smoothly now. The work load today was actually not that bad, you only cooked and prepped a few noodles an hour, which was kind of shocking considering it was a Saturday, you expected more people to be here to eat out. You didn't mind though, as it meant that the shop was full of just you and familiar faces, that being Tang and Mei, as you worked around.