Minseok woke up with the sound of clanking coming from the kitchen. His pillow was over his head for some odd reason and he tore it away, only to be blinded as the sunlight struck his eyes. He groaned and reached over for his phone to check the time. It was 8AM. This was the earliest Minseok had ever been awake since freshman year because he always tried to take his classes in the afternoon. His door was wide open which explained why he could hear Lu Han rustling in the kitchen.

  "This motherer didn't close the door when he went out," Minseok grumbled and sluggishly left the room. There, he spotted Lu Han in the kitchen and carrying a pan. There's a piece of bread in his mouth as he moved to the stove, and then to fridge. Just what exactly was he going to cook? With a deep sigh, Minseok made his way to the kitchen and stood behind the counter that separated the livingroom and kitchen. "Why are you up so early? It's Sunday. We don't have class."

  Lu Han took the bread out of his mouth. "I know," he stated and cracked four eggs. "I always wake up this early to make breakfast. Then, I go out to buy groceries and maybe just walk around town, and if I'm really feeling it, then I go out to eat." The tiny man looked him up and down. "You look like you got hit by a bus. Did you get enough sleep?"

  All Minseok could do was glare, whicch was enough to tell Lu Han that he didn't.

  "Right." He knew it was partially his fault, but what he didn't know what that he let out a huge fart tha