stuck [choi yeonjun]

18

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After a fresh shower, I dress up and put light make up on my face, letting my hair untied. A maid soon knocks on the door, informing me that the breakfast is ready. I prepare myself mentally for the new day and classes before going downstairs, expecting to see them gathering in the dining hall already but I immediately regret  once I reach there.

Chairs are scattered here and there and loud thuds are coming from the kitchen. All the maids are seated on chairs, in front of the dining table with clear stresses on their faces, evidently distressed as some sigh and some rub their temples in tension. Amid all the chaos, I wonder how Yeonjun is sleeping so soundly and  peacefully on the sofa bed.

Another loud clunk following some gasps. I frown in confusion, heading for the kitchen to see what on earth is going on.

Soobin is cussing out and I guess he's clearing pieces of glass scattered on the floor. But I'm not understanding why the fuck is he picking those glass pieces with a fork instead of a mop. Another side I can see Beomgyu beating the heck out of a bowl. I go near him and peek seeing him, beating nothing but water. What bothers me more is the burning smell that makes me about to say something to let them perceive my presence but a half naked Huening Kai storms inside the kitchen blessing shits."Oh my holy Jesus. I just went for a shower and you chose to burn yourself instead?" He yells at the microwave tightening the only towel he's wearing to cover his lower. Not even trying to get the thing out from microwave. Last but not the least Taehyun. I glance at him and recoil. I guess playing with dough.

I cough louder than bombs for my presence to be acquainted as everyone finally bothers to look at me.

"Goon mourning Sor- holy moly shit." Kai yells as he tries to take the burning thing from the microwave with his bare hands. I run to him in order to help, wearing handgloves to take the thing out and the thing happens to be a burnt cake, almost ashes.

One after one clinking noises but they keep minding their nonsenses and my eyes have had enough so I shout to grab their attentions, "What the heck are you guys upto?"

"Sora we thought-" Beomgyu stops as orange water splash on his face from the bowl. Kai yells at Taehyun saying, "Hyung you could have prevented the food from burning." Taehyun shrugs, "I didn't notice kid."

My eyes are hurting to see this wonderful kitchen turning into combat and my blood boils just by imagining how the maids have to clean up this mess. I can't help shouting, "Stop it!"

Everyone flinches and stops on their tracks finally. Taehyun asks nervously, "What's wrong Sora?"

"You are asking me what's wrong? You guys usually are presentable like some royal bloodlines all the freaking time but now. Soobin is cleaning the broken pieces of glass with fork. I mean seriously?"

Soobin being the confused child ever mumbles, "I'm considering these pieces as the pieces of my broken heart. But ain't I suppose to clean those with fork?"