The Pancake Apocalypse
The morning in Seoul is crisp and golden, sunlight spilling through the apartment windows like liquid warmth. The air is cool but comforting, the kind of weather that makes people want to curl up under a blanket and sleep for just a little longer. Birds chirp faintly outside, the city just beginning to stir.
In the shared apartment, Kim Taehyung is doing exactly that—curled up in his bed, bundled in his thick comforter, breathing steadily. His tousled brown hair falls over his forehead, and for once, he looks peaceful, unbothered by the chaos of the world.
From the kitchen, a sound. A deeply concerning, off-key sound.
Park Jimin
MMmmph—HMMM—oHh YEaaaHhh—BaAAaayyyyy—WhOoOo—!
The peaceful morning is violently shattered as Taehyung stirs, frowning. His ears twitch at the strange mix of noises, followed by the unmistakable scent of something burning. His eyes snap open.
Jimin, in an oversized sweater that nearly swallows him whole, stands at the stove, aggressively flipping what can only be described as a crime against pancakes. Flour is on his sleeves, his cheek, and somehow even in his hair.
He's humming—no, singing?
Taehyung shuffles into the kitchen, his face still soft with sleep, his hoodie draped over his shoulders. He takes one look at the mess—the flour-dusted countertops, the sink piled with dishes, the pancake that looks like it's plotting something evil—and then at Jimin, who is still lost in his own little world, hips swaying slightly as he hums nonsense.
Kim Taehyung
*in a hoarse Voice* Jimin what on earth are you doing?! Wait are...you making pancakes?
Jimin grinning without looking trying to plate a diabolical mess which according to him is a "pancake"
Park Jimin
Yep that's right! World's best pancake for my Best friend, a special breakfast just for you.😁
Taehyung blinks at the pancake. It does not blink back, but it looks like it wants to.
Kim Taehyung
…Is it supposed to be that color?
Park Jimin
*proudly* Yes... And no. Honestly, I forgot what I put in it.
Kim Taehyung
😃 great *worried smile*
Park Jimin
*Cheerfully, flipping another abomination in the pan*
Park Jimin
I know! That's what Best friends are for 😌
Taehyung groans, grabs a cup of coffee, and drops into a chair. Jimin hums even louder.
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Here with a story, concoction of my life reality and lots of delusional inputs hope you enjoy it.
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