𝐈 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐛𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 | 𝐒𝐮𝐧𝐚 𝐑𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐨

𝟐𝟎

"FINALLY, you're up!"

Y/n groaned as the bright light of the sun shone through the curtains. She let out a yawn as her friend Himara didn't give much time to adjust.

Himara let out a content sigh of relief as she let herself fall down onto the couch next to her friend Y/n.

"So..." Himara started, her and Y/n locking eyes as they laid next to each other.

"You were pretty wasted last night..." Himara trailed off, sucking air between her teeth.

"Ugh~" Y/n grunted. "I knowww~" She let out a long cry, rolling over Himara, who let out an airy laugh.

"I told her not to do it. But hey, who listens to Aran?"

Y/n and Himara's heads snapped into Aran's direction, who was in the kitchen, making breakfast, together with Rintarō.

Y/n made brief eye contact with Rin, who shyly smiled at her, before she answered her brother.

"I DIDN'T MEAN TO!" She exclaimed, jumping up from the couch as she all of a sudden felt rather energetic.

Aran tsked as he playfully rolled his eyes, Himara watching the two interact from the couch in amusement.

"I'M SERIOUS!"

"ALRIGHT- OUCH?" Aran choked on air as Y/n harshly punched him.

"What was that for~" He whined, rubbing his upper arm.

"Just felt like it." She shrugged, both Rintarō and Himara snorting in response.

"You just wait until we get home..." Aran trailed off, a smirk plastered on his lips.

"You're not gonna do shit." Y/n challenged him, Himara and Rintarō exchanging looks.

All Aran did was shake his head in response.

Okay, not gonna lie, that does seem pretty promising...

There was a silence between the four friends before Himara spoke up.

"Do you guys smell that too?" She asked, Y/n responding not long after.

"It smells..." She started.

"Burnt..." Rin finished her sentence, trailing off.

...

There was a second to process everything before he and Aran looked at each other in horror.

"Shit..."

Aran quickly turned to the stove, removing the pan that contained the burnt content.

"Damn..." Rintarō said with a deadpan look, staring at the pan from over Aran's shoulder.

"This is why I always make breakfast at home..." Y/n sighed, giving her brother a pat on the shoulder in a hope to lighten the mood.