AUTHOR's POV     The sound of the knife clashing against the wood of the chopping board echoed in all the kitchen as the luring scent of something delicious boiling on the fire made its way in every corner of the room.  The source of everything was none other than Jung Kyungmi.    "Let's see...chicken, check. Mushrooms, check. Noodles, check." She mumbled to herself while stirring the noodles in the chicken soup she was planning to cook for the Teen Top members, especially for the last-night-drunk Ljoe. They were still peacefully sleeping in their respective rooms, ignorant about her cooking plans.      The previous night or maybe better, less than five hours before, when all the Teen Top's members had finally come back, Ljoe had already fallen asleep after having a long talk with her and Niel had insisted that she stayed the night, seeing that it was already late and that it was dangerous for a girl to wander in the streets alone, no matter who she was...even if he was talking about the untouchable J.K.    After arguing and bickering for at least half an hour, and black-mailing and threatening another half, Kyungmi had been allowed to sleep on the couch, although everyone had insisted for her to take their beds and left with a disapproving frown on their faces when she threatened to leave right away, and having her sleep on a couch was surely better than having her wander alone around in the dark streets.    Sighing she had carefully lain on the soft couch while Niel had checked her wound, just to make sure she wasn't feigning alright when she wasn't. Breathing out in content when he saw she was okay, he had sent a text to Ilhoon to inform him that she would have spent the night at his dorm; of course her bestfriend hadn't replied since he probably was still deep into slumber not having a slight idea of what was going on.    So there she was, waking up hours before the others and preparing a delicious breakfast for them, after all they deserved a special treatment after the night they had just passed searching desperately for their friend despite their heavy eyelids.  Clapping her hands in joy when she noted that the soup could be served, she started to cut and peal some fruits as she toasted some bread, she then fried some bacon strips and scrambled a big amount of eggs. Finding healthier a home-made juice she started to squeeze the right amount of oranges, pouring in some glasses she had found in one of the many pantries the outcome.  Before going to wake the sleeping-beauties up, she set the food on the table hoping that everyone would have appreciated her cooking skills.      She passed by CAP's room without even stealing a glance at it, the heavy sleeper would have been her last challenge.  Knowing her cousin's sleeping habits she went for his room and creaked open his door. Seeing that he was sleeping tightly a little hint of guiltiness washed over her as she thought about the tiring and sleepless night her cousin had just passed, but it was already 11 a.m. and although she would have liked to let him sleep a bit more, she knew that if she did, Niel would have scolded her for letting him sleep till noon, something he didn't like at all. So she mercilessly tackled him despite her wound, knowing that he wasn't a heavy sleeper and that the action would have startled him to death.  True to her thoughts, the boy's eyes shot open as he started to glance around him in a panic mode when his gaze fell on none other than his dear cousin, who was now peacefully and calmly walking away from his room since he had already waken up.    "Breakfast is ready, though it's probably more lunch than breakfast." She informed and left the room to wake the fake maknae and the real one up. After shouting, pinching their noses, ears and cheeks they finally woke up as if nothing that she had done happened and calmly walked out of their respective bedrooms heading to the bathroom after noting her presence with a surprised look and greeting her.   Shaking her head in disbelief she stomped her feet to the drunk-beauty's room banging open the door without regrets. The hell she would have been gentle after the previous night! He needed a small lesson for getting drunk over something so stupid, so that he wouldn't have repeated the same mistake again. Not only because it wasn't healthy for his body, but because he had grown everyone worried too.  She literally jumped on him, sitting on his lap with her legs on his sides, not caring about the pain she felt when she did, and started to shake his shoulders harshly, yelling at him to wake up. Of course she didn't forget to flick his forehead once in a while.    Ljoe groaned at the pang that shot in his head as soon as he heard someone screaming in his ear, telling him to wake up while shaking his shoulders. He grew even more frustrated when that someone started to flick his forehead, aggravating his already strong headache.  He ignored the delicious and luring citr