Monster: Sequel To "Relax..."

5: Blueberry Pancakes

The next morning I wake up with a small sigh. I slowly sit up, rubbing my eyes tiredly. My eyes roaming over my dirty clothes from yesterday, not seeing the towel. I probably imagined it, I was on the brink of sleep.

I disregard it, getting up fully to stretch. I smile at my phone, grabbing it as I see a text from Jackson.

From: Adorable Wang Puppy🐶

Get up jagiya, I miss you!!!

Good morning sleepy head, call me when you get up.

I loooooooove yooooouuuuu😘

Delivered: 7:12 am

I smile, sending him a quick good morning text before hopping in the shower. I slowly wash, rinsing off and climbing out the shower in a towel. I dry off and change into some high waisted black skinny jeans, a blue ombre crop top, and a blue beanie.

I grab my camera and bag, locking my door as I walk downstairs. I walk into the little dining area, sitting in the far corner to take a picture of the pretty empty room. A group of people sit together across the room from me, and elderly couple in the middle of the room, and a young man by himself on my left center.

I stare at the menu, contemplating what to get. I feel my phone vibrate and look at it, seeing a derpy picture of Jackson with the message of ' have a good day jagiya😘' attached.  I giggle, typing a quick message back before I hear someone clear their throat.

I look up, seeing a very, very tall boy with black hair and weird ears. Awe, he looks like an elf. A very, very tall elf. I smile at him, waiting for him to speak. " Get the blueberry pancakes, they're the best. Better then buttermilk and chocolate chip," he finally says. I chuckle. " You came over here just to suggest something for me to eat?" I ask. He nods, smiling at bit.

" If you get them, I promise you won't regret it," he says. I nod slowly, smiling. " I guess I'll get some blueberry pancakes," I laugh. He smiles. " They're great, but if you don't like them I'll eat them." I shake my head, laughing. " What's your name?" He asks after we stop laughing. " Moon, you?" " Chanyeol," he answers, holding out his hand. I shake his head, looking at him while shaking my head. 

" Very nice to meet you, Moon," he says. " Same to you," I say. A lady walks over and asks what I want. " Blueberry pancakes please," I answer. Chanyeol fist pumps the air, earning a strange look from the waitress. I laugh, shaking my head. 

He giggles at my actions, sliding into the empty seat across from me. We begin talking about anything really, waiting for my food. " Do you have any siblings?" I ask. He chuckles, nodding his head. " Ooh, how many?" " Um, nine- eleven?" He answers. My jaw drops a little. " Eleven?!" I gasp. He laughs again, trying to control the booming thunder of it. " We're not blood or adopted brothers, we just always stick together and we've been with each other for years, a whole lot of years," he says.

I nod, smiling. " That must be nice, having such a big family," I say, feeling my smile slowly fall away. He frowns at me worriedly. "You okay?" I smile, nodding. I can tell he doesn't believe me, but thankfully he drops it. " You know what I do when I'm sad?" He asks. I smile a little, shaking my head. He smiles at me, standing.

" I dance!!!"

He begins throwing his limbs around, shaking and looking like he's honestly having a seizure. I feel laughter bubble at the back of my throat, hiding it behind a smile. Then he starts dabbing, making the dam of laughter break. I bend over, my hands on my knees laughing so hard my stomach hurts with my head resting on the table.

The waitress comes back to Chanyeol's "dancing" and stares, looking as though she wants to disappear. He turns and sees her, then dabs hard, losing his balance and falling forward, crashing into some chairs.

I laugh so hard, getting up and running over to him, helping him up. He is so much taller than me when we stand together. He rubs his hip. " Oh my god Chanyeol, are you okay?" I gasp. He groans but nods, chuckling. " What hurts?" I ask, helping him sit down. " God, everything," he answers. I bite my lip to contain my laughter, a few giggles escaping.

He glares playfully at me, before smiling. " You're smiling again, so its worth it," he says. I smile even more, feeling my cheeks get a bit warm. I grab my plate and cut the pancakes into quarters. I hand Chanyeol the syrup, getting my camera. " Um, what are you doing?" He asks. I chuckle. " What does it look like? I'm taking a picture," I say, holding my camera up to my face.

" Now, pour the syrup," I say. He slowly tilts it, and I capture many pictures of it spilling down. After I'm done I look over the pictures, smiling. " Can I see?" He asks. I nod, patting the seat beside me. He slides in the seat I offered, easily looking over to see the pictures.

" Ooh, take a picture of me!" He giggles. I laugh, turning in the seat to hold the camera up to my face again. " Okay, pose," I say. He looks into the camera with a seductive look, and I began counting down. " Three, two, one."

At the last minute he makes the derpiest face I've ever seen, making me howl with laughter. He joins with his booming laughter, making everyone in the room look at us questioningly. I cough a bit, trying to quiet down my laughter.

" Moon I've gotta go, I'll see you later?" He asks. I smile nodding. " Thanks for having breakfast with me," I say. He nods, waving to me before joining the large group across the room. I smile, eating the rest of my pancakes happily.

These are some, damn good  blueberry pancakes.