Danplan fluff

Why me? (Stephen x hosuh) part one

By the way, Stephen and dan are girls.... dont ask j-just read if you want. Hope you enjoy :)

Hosuhs POV:
I wake up feeling more up beat then ever. "Huh?" i wonder. Why do I feel so alive? I turn off my alarm meaning it's 6:35 leaving me a little over an hour to get dressed, do my hair, brush my teeth, eat breakfast, pack my junk, and head out and take the bus to school. I shrug. It's just the usual

I hop out of bed and get goosebumps at the sudden lack of heat. I yawn as I stretch and walk to the bathroom. There I laugh at my reflection. "Ridiculous" i giggle out. And I'm right. My usual silver eye-catching hair is all frizzy and tangled as little strands poke my baggy blue eyes. I sigh and brush them out of the way as I take the ponytail holder that I always have on my wrist and put my hair up into a messy bun, just for now

I bend over and begin to brush my teeth. I spit the toothpaste in to the sink and lean super close to the mirror and smile as I examine my teeth. White for most of the part, good enough. I shrug and walk out and bathroom making sure to turn off the light as I drag my feet back into my room

I smile and brush my hand against one of the many leafs of my beautifully healthy monstera siltepecana. "Good morning Mr.Plant" I say with a slight bow. I laugh at myself and rummage through the clothes in my big bin that I stuff neatly under my bed

I throw on a simple beige over sized t shirt that I tuck into my nice patched up mom jeans. I throw over a yellow cardigan and stare at myself in my full body mirror that I lean on the wall losely

I stare at my self and pose "lookin good hosuh" I say trying to practice self love. I've been watching YouTube videos on tips and tricks to love yourself. I hope they work!

I grab my shoes and toss them near the door as I walk into my small but clean kitchen and stare at the fridge as I decide what I want to eat.

"Eggs? Nah. Pancakes? Too much work. Cereal?" I pause. I want cereal. I take my milk carton out and place it on the kitchen counter as I reach over on top of the fridge feeling around for the almost empty box of Froot Loops. My favorite

I stick out my toung as I rummage through and baseline everything I'm feeling until I feel a cold hard box. "Aha!" I say as I pull it out but... it's not my Froot Loops. It's stale corn flakes. I stare in disgust "ew!" I say and get on a chair and look on top of the fridge

Unfortunately... it turns out that I actually ate the last of the Froot Loops 2 days ago and I didn't even notice. Sigh. Just my luck. "On the day I finally feel happy, these flippin corn flakes had to ruin my morning" I whine out as I take a bite and cringe at the wet stale nothingness in my mouth. "Just perfect" i mutter out

I finish the rest of this disappointment and sigh. I check my half charged phone. 7:04 it reads. I smile. "Hey i might be early!"I say excitedly

I take my time and walk back into my room. I take a glance and see my plain white backpack peeking under a pile of used art supplies. I smile and bend over as I lift up my bag. I throw it on the bed and look around my room as I rummage through the mess and collect all of my things for school

You see, I'm usually neat and clean, I swear! It's just that... it's my first day back to school after the long and lame winter break. I would've spent it all binge watching cartoons and anime with Ann but she went to visit her parents over in Vancouver. A 4 hour flight that I was not willing to pay for with my already limited money. So what did I do all winter break? I hoarder myself in my packed clean room at the moment and turned into a messy isolated mess. I don't mind, it was fun. Well, if you ignore those few days when I felt like crap, it was great

I shake my head trying not to think about it. I focus on the positives. Ann's back, I'm finally getting out of the house with an actual purpose, and I get to see other human beings. That's a good thing, right? Whatever. I finally find my drawing tablet and simple sketchbook that I've plastered with lame stickers and shove it into my back