Monster

17

"Breakfast?" Youngjae asks, confused when Jinyoung turns up at their door empty handed. Jinyoung nods, motioning them towards him. They follow, reaching for his hand when he holds it out to them.

"Its a secret, so don't tell anyone" Jinyoung says, checking for the hundredth time to make sure all the doors are locked—including the door to the garage—so he has some kind of warning if someone comes home early. BamBam and Youngjae glance between each other then back at Jinyoung before nodding. Secrets are fun. They huddle close behind him as they ascend the stairs. The house is quiet, the clock in the living room ticking loudly like a warning bell.

They enter the kitchen, Jinyoung checking the door there one more time just to be safe. Youngjae and BamBam aren't paying much attention to that though, too busy looking around.

It looks expensive; the counter tops are a clean shiny white granite, while the cupboards are black with gold handles, the lights above it are beautiful glass cylinders with bubbles inside of them. The dining table is black wood, white place mats set out on it; a white vase adorned with red roses sits in the middle. There are three black stools in front of the island.

There are pictures hanging on one wall, small frames placed on the branches of a tree. The whole display looks so normal it's strangely out of place. The kitchen looks cold, and unwelcoming, save for Jinyoung, standing behind the island with a smile on his face. They look him over, from his fluffy black hair to the wrinkles on his eyes, down to his unusual tank top and then the tie of the apron disappearing behind the island.

The island.

Casting every other thought aside, BamBam and Youngjae approach the island, almost drooling over the food laid out before them. Waffles, bowls of fruit, whipped cream, a standard glass canister filled with some kind of liquid (probably syrup) and two mugs of something steaming.

It looks heavenly.

"Eat up!" Jinyoung smiles even wider as BamBam and Youngjae slide into their seats. They dump syrup on their waffles first, letting it pool in the groves as they smear whipped cream over it like icing before creating childish decorations. Youngjae makes a smiley face with blueberry eyes and a banana slice smile. BamBam's is all strawberries, with a blackberry nose. Youngjae takes a bite first, his eyes almost rolling back in his head at how good it tastes.

"You're a god" BamBam compliments, mouth full of waffle, whipped cream dotting the corners of his mouth.

"Don't talk with your mouth full" Jinyoung scolds, but hes smiling from ear to ear. They devour one batch and Jinyoung makes a whole new batch for them to eat as well, ecstatic. They eat until they can't eat anymore. Youngjae focuses on swirling the unused syrup around on his plate until a loud chirp catches his attention, he turns his head towards the window, sunlight streaming in. Slowly, he stands up from his stool walking towards the window cautiously, just in case Jinyoung tells him not to.

BamBam follows him until they're both looking out the window, out into the tree line, feeling the breeze hit their face for the first time in weeks. They both breathe a heavy sigh, taking a few deep breaths, never wanting to be away from this air again. Jinyoung comes and stands behind them, hands on either sides of the counter, pressed against their backs, hesitant at first, but soon he leans into them.

"Its beautiful" BamBam breathes, lips slightly parted. The trees are so green, and so is the grass, it looks so soft, even the sharp pine needles look inviting. All BamBam wants to do is run his fingers through it, lay down and feel the sun on his face. He turns around, looking up at Jinyoung until Jinyoung tears his eyes away from the window to look at him.

He tilts his head so Jinyoung knows what he wants and waits for Jinyoung to press his lips against his. Its slow and sweet, almost lazy the way Jinyoung kisses him. He takes his time sliding their lips together before slipping his tongue against BamBam's, tasting the syrup and the tart from the strawberries.