Why¿ - ELOM KUWONU

EIGHT¿

Cam's POV-
"You know we have to clean all of this right?" I sarcastically asked elom as I looked around the kitchen. we finished cooking pancakes, I was making coffee and the boys were only 5 minutes away.
"Yes, but it'll be worth it." was how Elom replied, he's been really upbeat lately especially when the boys and I are around.

I started washing dishes and let my mind go over the past month with the boys. Elom is leaving next week, two days after my birthday, does he even know it's my birthday? What am I gonna do once he leaves? Will me and the boys still talk and hang out without Elom here? The doorbell rang quickly snapping me back to reality. Elom got the door while I kept cleaning, but stopped once the boys came into the kitchen I stopped.

"Ouu food.." Zion said going to grab a pancake off of the plate.
"Ahhh! Nope, me and Elom are having a contest so you give sit down." I said after moving his hand away.
"What kind of contest?" Nick asked while he took his seat at the table along with the other members.

"Well when you guys cancelled for breakfast, Cam and I decided to cook ourselves. But, of course we couldn't do just that." Elom began explaining then looking at me after to continue.
"Elom thought he was a better cook than me, so we told you guys to come over." I continued on the explanation of why the boys had to come over. "Ok, so what do you want us to do?" Edwin asked while him and all the boys looked at Elom and I confused. "One plate is Elom's and the other is mine. You each get one and them and then vote on which one is better."

A/N: i'm SO SO sorry y'all, i guess there's really no point in finishing a year old story, but i'll do it anyway.