The sound of seven alarms ringing together was heard in every room inside the house.
The boys were grunting lazily, not wanting to get up. Forcing themselves to, unless they wished a monster out of Andrya to wake them up and be grounded like kids.
Andrya started her job yesterday, but today will be her official day one. She talked to them nicely and gave them her rules because even though she's younger than them, she got the upper hand, being their manager.
"Good morning David!", greeted by the guy who ran his way to the kitchen. He saw the lady on her corporate attire wearing her pink apron owned by Jin and on her house slippers preparing the dining table for breakfast.
It was Namjoon. He couldn't hide his excitement to see the lady in their new home. The aroma of sweet pancakes was smelled all over the house.
"Sweet," said Jin, who smelled the pancakes and walked towards the kitchen in her RJ pajamas.
Yoongi, who's on his poker face, walks towards the kitchen too, followed by Jhope, who's smiling so brightly, then Jungkook who's eyes were still half-closed being dragged by Jimin.
"Take your seats and eat, guys or else we'll be all late," she ordered the guys in her best tone. They took their seats and gasped for all the food on the table. "Hey!" She stopped them from getting food and did a headcount. "Who's missing?" She asked them.
The boys looked at each other and exclaimed, "Taetae!"
Andrya rushed to the second floor and went directly to Taehyung's room.
"She cooked all of these?" Jin asked the guys who were all sitting at the table. Namjoon nodded as an answer, "I helped a bit but just on putting the plates, not the actual cooking."
"I'm so ashamed right now," Jin told them.
Couple of minutes after, Andrya walks down the stairs pulling the sleepyhead Taehyung by his arms.
"Woah! That was fast," Jin exclaimed. Andrya winked at Jin, which made him flustered.
Pancakes, eggs, bacon, avocado toast, fresh sliced fruits, and fruit shake.
She just cooked whatever she saw because she didn't know what the guys preferred for breakfast. Again, Sejin told her that they eat anything for breakfast. Most of them aren't picky eaters. Just that Namjoon and Jimin aren't fond of seafood.
"I think we're going to get fat in three months," Jimin told them, which they all chuckled at except for the grumpy guy.
Andrya chuckled upon hearing what Jimin said. "The food is for your bloody schedule today." Andrya could only think of that as a reason, but in reality, she just didn't know what to cook for their liking.
"Nine o'clock to Ten Thirty will be your English class. Voice lessons will be after that, which will end at Twelve. Then an hour break. After that, you will have your rehearsal until 9 pm," she continued informing them in her smiley face. She needed to smile to infect them on having a good day.
"Brace yourselves. Now eat a lot and finish all of those," She said and continued reading in her newspaper.
"Thank you for the food," They said in unison, then they began eating.
"Noona, aren't you going to eat?" Jungkook asked the busy lady.
"You should eat David," Namjoon insisted.
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Saving Mr. Popular
FanfictionDestiny. Do you even believe in it? If I will, will I end up being happy? Or will I end up being in pain? Who knows right? Love is a risk. Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose. Love is a sacrifice. Yes, a great sacrifice.