JeonBunBun and MelodyKitten are two 15 year olds obsessed with video games and music. Both found each other when they needed a friend the most. Becoming close and never letting go of one another, they start their high school years together, but at t...
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I wake up with an excruciating pounding in my head. I sit up and realize that we all passed out talking in the living room. Bodies were sleeping on top of one another and I was between Minjun and Haru. I slowly get up and peel Minjun's arm from my waist and I can't help but smile at the scene. I grab my phone from the coffee table and take a few pictures and also selfies with them in the background before heading upstairs to take a shower. The sun is barely breaking through the skyline as I head back down, already feeling a little better. I decided to make some breakfast for everyone and wonder when the guys have work today. Haru and I had an ensemble meeting later that day but besides that, we were both free.
As I try to make as little sound as possible, I start making a pretty southern breakfast that my grandma swears cured the worst hangovers. The smell of biscuits and gravy, eggs, toast, and bacon were filling up the small apartment fast. As I put the last few slices of bacon in the pan to cook, there was stirring behind me. I turn and see Taehyung moving on the couch. Jimin mumbled something incoherent and moved as well. They stilled again before Tae moved and Yoongi slowly pushed Tae off of the sofa. He landed with a muffled thud and I can't help but laugh when Jungkook grunts from the pressure of Taehyung falling on him.
"Hyung, what the fuck?" Bun muttered.
Tae muttered something that I couldn't hear and Bun popped up from behind the coffee table. His hair was a mess. Sticking up in all directions and I giggle again at the sight. He looks up at me and blinks a few times. He's joined by Taehyung's head popping up and Bun slowly gets up, stepping over the bodies that littered the floor. He comes to sit at the peninsula and yawns.
"What are you cooking?"
"A southern breakfast. My grandma swears by that this meal cures hangovers," I said, turning back around to take the bacon out of the pan.
"Can it also cure a sore back?" Yoongi muttered from the couch.
"Sorry, Yoongs. That's all on you."
I look around Bun and see that all the others are slowly starting to wake up as well. Heads pop up from the floor and movement comes from the couch, "Did we all fall asleep while talking?" Jimin asked as he stretched and yawned, almost hitting Yoongi in the face.
The night is blurring for me. Only some memories flow through my mind and I smile at the fact we all had an enjoyable night together, "I think so. Everyone get up. Breakfast is ready and I have medicine for everyone."
As everyone gets up and trudges to the small kitchen in a single file, I can't keep back my giggle.
"You seem happy this morning," Bun said, raising an eyebrow.
I shake my hand and push an already made plate towards him, "Just eat, Jeon."
Everyone is quiet and sitting back on the couch, kitchen table, and peninsula as we quietly eat. I can't help but feel nostalgic as I eat comfort food from America. Though I never had significant hangovers when I was at home, my grandma would make this greasy breakfast even when I had one glass of wine at dinner.
