flower crowns // l.s.

✿12✿

Harry woke up to his alarm clock going off. He had huffed and rolled further into his pillow, not wanting to get up just yet. He doesn't really have to get up early for his job, but Liam has to get up early for school and Harry likes to make breakfast. And Niall has work this morning, too. Honestly, just an excuse to take care of someone. He likes taking care of people and likes feeling needed like that. So after about five minutes of procrastination, he rolls out of bed and makes his way towards the kitchen. The first thing he does is start in on the coffee, beginning to rub the sleep away from his eyes when it starts brewing. Harry's always been more of a tea kind of guy, but no one can go wrong with a pot of coffee. As it's brewing, he moves over to the fridge to look over what they had in it. It seemed like it was just recently stocked full of food, which makes him glad that he doesn't have to be on them to go grocery shopping. It was their thing—Harry would cook the food, and Liam and Niall would get the food. He's figured out what to cook a couple minutes after staring, and decides to cook a pretty basic meal: eggs, bacon, and toast. Liam likes butter on his toast, and Niall likes jelly, so he makes sure to put those on how they like it.

Soon, he has whipped up the food and now has them on plates. Harry puts them down on the table and pours the coffee into mugs, puts in how much sweetener they like, and then patiently waits for them to walk in. Normally the smell of food would do that, so he just sits quietly in his chair with a banana in his hand, taking tiny bites of it.

Harry grins when Liam walks in first with a yawn, immediately taking a seat where the buttered toast was. "Good morning, sleepy head!" Harry happily says, leaning over the table to tap at Liam's head.

Liam bites into his toast and looks over at Harry, eyes drooping tiredly before he lazily flashes a smile. "Hi."

Niall walks in next, takes a seat, and nearly lets his head fall into his plate of food. "Sleepy. Toast pillow. Yum."

Harry pulls Niall's plate out of the way when he nearly bangs his head into the toast, and shoves the coffee closer to him instead. "Have a sip of that, Niall." Niall does so grumpily, muttering something about how Harry had taken away his toast pillow. "How did you both sleep?" Harry gives Niall his plate back after he'd sipped from the coffee.

"Liam snores like a hippo," Niall groaned out with a shake of his head.

Liam paused his eating to look over at Niall, a look on his face that just suited the word, "done" before he looks to Harry, and then Niall again. "How would you know if a hippo snores loudly?" He questioned, eyes slightly narrowed because he was trying to be right. (Liam's good at correcting people and being right.)

"Dunno, they just look like they do," Niall simply replies, shrugging.

Liam shakes his head and scoffs, going back to eating while murmuring things Harry can't understand with food in his mouth. With a quick glance, Harry looks over to the clock and tells them that they should hurry up if they wanted to be on time for school and work. They groaned a lot, but Liam was the first to finally leave the table to get ready to leave. Niall lingered and finished off what Liam didn't before he himself made his way back into the room to get ready. Harry cleared off the table, put the dishes in the dishwasher, grabbed the chalk lying beside the chalkboard in the shape of bouquets, and then quickly jotted down what he was going to make for supper; poppy seed chicken and mashed potatoes. After writing that, he finds himself going over to his room to put on his attire for the day. Harry settled on being comfortable and just wearing black jeans and a short-sleeved breezy button-up with a starry type of pattern to it. He felt good and thought he looked good, so that resulted in him being very happy. Exiting his room and heading straight to Liam and Niall's room, he rapped against the door with his knuckles. "Time to go!"