Lucid

Chapter 31

POV: Leeseo
We're all still a little surprised at how casual Y/N is after what happened, but I try to brush it off. I walk over to the table and grab a bowl of miso soup, which was the closest thing.
"Here." I hand it to him, and he picks up the spoon and takes a sip, then sighs.
"I love a good miso." Then, Gaeul groans.
"That was mine!" I was about to apologize, but then Rei gasps.
"That was yours? Was that your spoon?" Rei covers her mouth, as if shocked.
"Yeah." Replies Gaeul, obviously not sure where this is going. Rei laughs.
"You guys just indirect kissed!" She gestures to Y/N and Gaeul. He looks at her, befuddled, and Gaeul looks at her the exact same way. Then he puts down the soup bowl and stays up, saying,
"No, me kissing Gaeul looks like this." He takes a step towards Gaeul, and Gaeul Just stands there watching him closely. Before he gets any closer, Wonyoung and Yujin jump in front of him.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa!"
"Hold it!" They both shout, and Gaeul suddenly starts and steps back. Y/N laughs.
"I'm joking." Turning around, he grabs the soup and takes another sip, this time drinking from the bowl like it's a cup. Yujin sighs and rolls her eyes, while Wonyoung glares at him.

Everyone steps away, and he walks over to the table and places the bowl down. "So how are all of you doing this morning?"
"I'm good." Says Yujin.
"I saw you got a good recommendation by the head producer for your new song project." He says, sitting down in an extra chair. Everyone gathers around, except for Gaeul who goes to get a new bowl of soup.
"How did you hear that? He hasn't responded to me." Fixer winces.
"Well, he will soon." She smiles, confusedly.
"How do you know?" He smirks.
"Don't ask. How about you, Rei?" Rei looks back up from her phone which she had been looking at for a moment.
"I'm doing good."
"Do you still have that thing I gave you?" What did he give her?
"I do." She says, smiling. He smiles back.
"I'm glad. And you, Wonyoung?"
"I'm good. Thanks for taking me out the other day, I had a nice time." She bows her head a little.
"I had a nice time as well, although I was a little distracted." There's another silence, until Liz speaks up.
"I have a question, would you be able to help me? I need someone to take me to visit my family, and it's a little far for a day trip so I can't take any managers. If you could take me down and pick me up, it would help a lot." Y/N seems surprised about this, but I am too- Liz isn't one of the ones to usually ask Y/N, or in this case Fixer, for things. But maybe she's coming around, or just really needs it. Y/N puts down his spoon and looks at Liz closely.
"I can do that. When?"
"It's this weekend." It's already Thursday, so this is pretty late to ask that. He thinks for a moment, then nods.
"Alright. What time?"
"The morning, whenever you're free. Perhaps 8?" He nods again.
"I'll be here." He takes another slurp of soup, then leans back. "It's nice being here. A calm breakfast with all of you, I could get used to it." Everyone nods.

We keep eating, with some casual conversations about food and life. Y/N doesn't say much, but when he does it's something useful. He makes a nice addition to the group life, I think. Usually when people are here, there's a sort of gap, where they don't quite fit into life. But Y/N doesn't have that, he works in our casual life without a struggle. It helps that he's quiet. We all finish off our food, and he stands up and says,
"Alright, pass me the dishes." Everyone hands their dishes towards him, and he manages to get them all into an armful. He walks to the kitchen and sets them all on the counter, then begins rinsing and washing them off. Gaeul walks up next to him and starts helping. I take a moment to see what Wonyoung, Yujin, Liz, and Rei are all staring at. I'm not sure why it's so interesting to watch him do the dishes. Then I notice, his shoulder muscles are flexing each time he moves the dishes across and you can see them easily. He's still shirtless, because his last one was torn apart by the knife. He's got a lot of small marks across his back, like little flecks of scars. He has... a lot of muscles. There's a pause, as everyone watches, then we all sort of realize what we're doing. I shrug, I'm just looking at his back. The other four blush, as if they were doing something wrong or scandalous. They're much more interested in guys though. He finishes off the dishes, and walks back over to the couch.
"How did you get that scar?" Liz asks, pointing at his chest. He has a large scar, a circle about two inches across where the skin is grey and looks damaged.
"Oh, this old thing? I was nailed by a cutting laser. They use them to cut certain materials, but I wound up on the wrong end of an emitter and it burned through my outer layer. I managed to disable it before it did anything too bad though." He pokes it, and doesn't react, so it probably doesn't hurt.
"How does your stomach feel after last night?" He seems confused for a moment, then says,
"Oh, this thing!" He put a hand gingerly over his bandage. "It's pretty much fine. The bandage whoever did yesterday has held well, it'll probably be a lot better within a few days." He taps it, and this time he winces. Unsurprisingly, that hurts.