The Lost Come Home

Chapter 8

June's POV:

I wake up at my usual time 6:00 am, everyone is asleep around this time considering it is a Saturday morning. I get out of Day's bed and change into running clothes and go for a cool morning jog. I see basically no one out at this hour so after about thirty minutes I get back to the apartment. The guy comes at 12:00 to fix the window, I have time. I get in the shower and change into a different outfit. I walk out into the living room to find Day all snuggled up with one leg tucked into his chest. I don't know when he changed last night but now he is in shorts and his metal leg is prominent. Unwillingly I take my eyes off of him and go into the kitchen. I check cabinets and the fridge, everything is bare. What are these guys living off of? I walk down the hall to my apartment and raid the fridge taking back whatever I need to make the guys a full breakfast.

When I get back they are both still asleep but I know Day will jolt awake when I make I loud sound, like making breakfast. While I was at my place I also grabbed a few pans for bacon, eggs, sausage, biscuits, etc. I put one of the pans on the stove grab a bowl and start to crack eggs into the bowl to scramble. I also start bacon and sausage.

As I look into the living room I see Day stir.

I turn back to the food not wanting it to burn. After two or three minutes I feel his arms wrap around me. "Good morning," he yawns.

"Your breath stinks, you need coffee," I says grabbing a mug and filling it with coffee from the pot I made minutes ago.

His eyes light up like a kid on christmas. This was probably one of my worse ideas.

Day's POV:

She gave me coffee, I've never had coffee. I start to get excited as she hands me the cup, she takes one look at my face and suddenly doesn't look to happy.

She made us so much breakfast. I feel like a turkey and Eden hasn't even woken up yet.

"Why did you make all this food?" I ask.

"To thank you for letting me stay here, duh," she says this as if it is the most obvious thing in the world.

"Oh I was thinking you wanted something."

"There is nothing else I want, I have you back."

All the sudden Eden bursts out of his room, "All right guys, I get you are in love," he emphasizes love, "and this is getting sappy so get it over with kiss and be done with the, 'I love you more' 'No I love you more stuff.'" Eden ends satisfied with his speech.

June looks up at me and gives me a small peck on the cheek then walks back over to the kitchen stove. Thanks for interrupting Eden.

"What's for breakfast?" Eden asks while walking over.

"Well-"

Eden cuts June off and sniffs the air, "Cheesy eggs," he sniffs again, "biscuits, bacon, sausage, June you can over anytime you like, as long as I don't have to endure the love between the Republic's prized prodigies." I grab my biscuit and throw it lightly at Eden's head. Thunk.

"Woah," I say, "it actually sounds like you have something in there."June giggles at my comment her wet hair falling into her face.

June finishes breakfast and makes herself a plate, she sets her plate down on the counter then walks back into the kitchen and leans over the sink. She grabs her long dark hair and twists it then pulls on it hard. Most of the water inhabiting her hair comes out and into the sink, she runs her hands through her hair then starts to plait her hair into a simple french braid. She walks back around the counter and sits down to eat.