Coffee Shop Love || K.S. Fanfic

Chapter 8

~Don't Play The Music Yet~

"Zoelle!"

     That was the last thing I heard before I passed out.

    
     I woke up on an unfamiliar bed. It was very comfortable though. I sat up slowly and looked around. My ribs were still in a little pain. I saw a mini sofa next to the bed. Laying in it, was a sleeping Namjoon. He had a hoodie on, and was currently wearing the hood part. He was snoring, which caused me to giggle a little. I soon stopped cause it hurt my ribs.

     I didn't want to wake him up, but I wanted to know more of what happened last night. Mainly why I was here.

I decided to just let him sleep. Maybe even fix him some breakfast. I got out of bed and left the room. I was amazed when I walked out. His house was amazingly huge! I felt the urge to explore it, but felt as if it'd be rude to do so. So I sadly declined the thought.

I went downstairs and walked into the kitchen. I was slowly recollecting my memories from last night. I remembered the party, Jin's injury, Namjoon, their argument, what Jin did... everything. I didn't remember how I got here, though.

I looked around the kitchen. I felt a little light headed and dizzy, so I forcefully leaned onto the nearest counter. My vision began to get blurry. I closed my eyes.

I remembered a car driving past me, it was raining. The car had stopped and a worried Namjoon emerged from it. He had asked me if I was okay, or something around that. Then I fainted.

The only educated conclusion was that he brought me to his house. I smiled, as that was very kind of him. I opened my eyes and regained my balance. I decided that the least I could do was make him a breakfast.

I looked all throughout the cabinets. I wanted to make him something special. Unfortunately, there wasn't anything extravagant to cook here. All he had were eggs and pancakes. I shrugged in defeat as I took out the pancake mix. I started up the stove.

In the midst of cooking the pancakes, I began to prepare the eggs. I didn't know how he liked them, so I just made sunny side up. I had some fun while cooking. Usually, I have bad memories when it comes to cooking, but, this was nice.

I carefully placed the pancakes and eggs alongside each other on the plate. I poured some orange juice for him and set the plate and cup on the table. I cleaned my hands and turned around to wake him up. But the second I turned around, I bumped into someone.

"Hey, you're awake," Namjoon remarked, giving me a cocky smile. I was surprised that he had woken up by himself.

"Um yeah, I woke up a while ago," I awkwardly answered, rubbing the back of my neck. He looked at the table, at the plate.

"Who's that for?" He asked, obviously knowing the answer. I played with my fingers  awkwardly.

     "It's for you Namjoon. I made it to thank you, for bringing me safely." I smiled. He smiled back and walked towards the table.

     "Well, thank you Zoelle. This is very nice of you." He sat down and lifted the fork up to his mouth. He took a bite out of the pancake. He then ate some eggs and washed it down with orange juice. He was super hungry, cause before I knew it, the food was all gone.

I walked over to pick up the dishes. He gently grabbed my wrist.

"I'll wash these. You've already done enough work," he smoothly said. He got up and walked to the sink. I just stood there. He began washing the dishes.