The underground Love - Han x Y/N

Chapter six

I sit at the kitchen island chewing on my food while trying to stay awake. The others were still asleep in their rooms.

Suddenly it hit me that I'm the only one awake and I could just make breakfast for the others, after all we are living together now.

I sit looking through my phone for any breakfast ideas, but I couldn't find anything. I put my phone on the table and begging to look through the cabinets and the freezer. There were exactly ingredients for pancakes.

I take all the ingredients out and place them on the kitchen counter. I searched for the measurements on the internet and began to mix the ingredients together.

I heated up the pan and melted a small dot of butter and poured a small amount of the mix into the pan.

As I the pancakes were cooking up, I looked through the cabinets for toppings, and luckily after Chanbin was done with his room he went to a small convenience store bought a few things, along with a jar of strawberry jam and a Nutella jar.

I flipped the pan on the other side and waited for it to be cocked. As I was pouring the last spoon full of the mix into the pan I hear footsteps coming down the hallway.

I look over my shoulder to see Han walking towards the island looking like he slept for weeks on end. We walked right past me and sat at the island. I think he didn't notice me as he was looking down in his phone.

"I made pancakes." I say looking at him. He looks up at me surprise that I even was there. "Oh, thanks." He said with a deep morning voice. Hearing his voice gave me butterflies in my stomach. "What would you like them with?" I push the jars in front of him.

He takes a few seconds to think then points. "The strawberry one would be nice." He murmured. I nodded and folded a few up for him with strawberry jam on. I looked trough the cabinet and saw that we had some powered sugar so i sued a small strainer to sprinkle a bit on top.

I placed his plate in front of him. "Thanks." He says while reaching out to eat. "Hmmm, these are really good." He grins and looks up at me. "Of course they are, I made them." I smirk. I notice his face was getting a bit pink as he looked down at his physical me again.

After some time one after the other comes into the kitchen, awakened by the smell. They all sit at the table and chewed on their food, trying to wake up. This day felt pretty chill, and I think that I'm gonna spend the whole day in my room, listening to music and do something.

"Thanks for the breakfast." Sungmin says while placing the plate into the sink. "I'm glad you liked it." I smile and he gives me one back and walks off into the hall.

The others finishes off too and put their plates into the sing as well. I begin to wash the dishes as they all go and do their own thing. "Need help?" Hjunjin says from behind me. "Sure if you don't mind." Shrug as I place a plate on the side of the sink.

"Sa any plans for today?" He ask me as he dries off the plates. I shrug. "Not really. I think I'm just gonna chill in my room and listen to music and maybe paint." He looks surprised at me. "You paint?" I nod. "Well depends on if I have any idea."

Are you good at it?" He places the plates in the cabinet. "Not necessarily, could be worst." I laugh as I dry my hands off.

"Are you good?" I ask as I cross my arms over my chest. "Honestly yeah, wanna see?" I nod my head and we both make our way to his room. When he opens the door I see he has a whole small place dedicated to his art work. Over his desk he has a few water painting of lakes, flowers and old lovers.

My faces showed pure amazement as on the wall his bed was had paintings of flower vases. They look like it had been done by a profesional, by a artist that lived hundred years ago but no, it was done by him.