Give Your Heart A Break [HARUKYU]

A Band Called Treasure 😎

Don't wanna break your heart
Wanna give your heart a break
I know you're scared it's wrong
Like you might make a mistake
There's just one life to live
And there's no time to wait, to wait

Give Your Heart a Break, Demi Lovato

No One's POV

"Hhhhmmm.... Arrrgghhh" Haruto stretched his body on his blue covered bed. He smelled something nice. He actually woke up by the smell. So he followed the smell and leads him to the kitchen.

He saw a tall figure with broad shoulder wearing a pink apron, clenching on a spatula while mixing and stirring on a pan.

"Yyaakk. You look like my mom. What are you doing in the morning?" he asked the chef as he rubbed his eyes.

"Ahh... Hello. Morning, Haruya. I'm making fried rice for you." Said Junkyu as he turned to see where the heavy deep voice was from.

"I don't like fried rice." As he went to the bathroom.

Junkyu was unbothered because he knew that his fried rice is the best. All the people who tried it before said that they want more. 'You will ask for more.' He thought while humming on a song. He added some salt and every ingredient, which he brought from his apartment. Just like the pink apron.

Haruto went out of the bathroom and sit down on the couch. He reached the cigarette that was on the table and put it in his mouth. The moment he wanted to light it Junkyu took the cigarette from his mouth.

"Eat first. And you better stop smoking from now on. You are still so young!" he hit Haruto's head with a spoon.

"Ahh.. Yyaakk.. Ssshh..." He rubbed his head.

"Here, eat it." Said Junkyu as he gave Haruto the plate of fried rice with a perfect round shaped egg aside.

"You didn't spit in it, right?" Haruto gave a suspicious stare to Junkyu.

"Yyaaakk... What do you take me for?" Junkyu seem a bit annoyed.

Haruto took a bite. Junkyu just watched him as Haruto chewed it.