A Huntress's Blade

Chapter Fíftęęn: Family

A/N:

I was so excited for this chapter! I should change the story details to a warning that this story has curse words, because trust me, there are DEFINITELY going to be curse words in this chapter. I planned this chapter for a while, deciding on a lot of things, but finally I figured out what I wanted to do for this chapter! 

Hope you guys like the chapter, now on with the story!

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(Scarlett's POV)

I open my eyes slowly realizing it's pitch dark. I lay there on the bed, closing my eyes again before rubbing them and sitting up. I look to my side, and see Haru laying there sleeping. My eyes widen before I check to see if my clothes are still on, and untouched. 

I sigh in relief to see nothing happened as I recall yesterday's events. I gently shake his arm before he gets up to see him rubbing his sleepy eyes. You know, did anyone ever tell you how cute he looks with he doesn't hair? I think I just did, because dang did I want to just engulf him in a hug and pinch his cheeks. 

These boys will not definitely be the death of me one day, which they already killed me, but you know what I mean. "Morning..." he said sleepily while stretching. "Not that I'm complaining, but why are you in my bed?" I ask him suspiciously. "Because there was no where else comfortable to sleep. Besides, you aren't complaining." He says with the cutest smile ever.

Is this a dream? Am I dead? I pinch myself before wincing, realizing it isn't a dream. Dammit, that hurt, but at least it wasn't a dream: "Let's get the other guys up. I have to make breakfast." I tell him before getting up, and walking out the door. 

I see him get out the door waiting just behind me. "I'm going to start on breakfast, mind getting everyone up?" I ask him gathering the ingredients from the fridge. I stopped making food for everyone after a while, they hired a cook for the people who sucked balls at cooking.

Anyway, I still cook for the kids, and will probably cook for the boys as well. Though I know Jinwoo is absolutely amazing at cooking. That boy probably has better skills then I'll ever have. While going to the pantry to grab the pancake mix, which just so happens to be too fricken tall to reach, I feel one of the boys behind me get it with ease. 

I look up to see Eugene holding it, and backing up to put it on the counter. "Damn tall guys, life is too unfair." I mutter under my breath. "I heard that." He says with a laugh. "Okay, don't start cooking anything, I'm going to brush my teeth. Did you brush yours?" I ask. "All of us just did, we made sure the kids did as well. We're letting Hazel sleep in though, just until breakfast is finished. 

"Alright, thanks." I say before brushing my teeth and running back. "What does Hazel usually eat anyway?" I hear him ask when he notices me. "Baby food, apple sauce, animal crackers, you know, simple things toddlers eat." He looks at me questionably. "Baby food?" I just shrug. "It's the only think she'll eat when I tried giving her something more kiddish." 

"Anyway, let me get started on breakfast." I say before turning on the stove, and putting some pancake mix in. I let it cook just  shit before putting chocolate chips in as well.

"Eugene, get the eggs and bacon out of fridge, please." I ask, flipping the pancakes. "Here," he hands be a carton of eggs. "Do you need help?" He asks. I stare at him with a 'are you serious?' look. "Last time you cooked something on camera, you almost burned the food to ashes." I challenge him.

"You saw that video?" He gasps dramatically. "I've seen all the videos you guys have made. Try me on some inside jokes, and trust me when I say, I know a lot about you guys." I smirk, proud of my crazy fan ways. "That's not creepy at all... question time. What's my blood type?" He asks.