The next morning, I woke up to the dizzying smell of breakfast being in the works. I got out of bed still in my pyjamas and came out of the room yawning.
I saw Minhyuk behind the kitchen counter making breakfast. "Hey, morning." I said in a sleepy voice. He turned around and said "Good morning, sleepyhead." "I made breakfast for your portion too." I sat down at a tall wooden chair looking across from a white marble table. "Thanks," I said. "You woke up early today?" "How was your sleep?"