a/n ; italic = flashback  bold = shout/scream

~ Krystal’s p.o.v ~

“Should have recorded it!”

I flopped on the couch still holding my stomach from laughing. They looked so stressed out when their fans kept on asking them for autographs and kept on taking pictures. So much for breakfast.

~ growl ~

Urgh. I’m still hungry. I went to the fridge and searched for any edible food. Then there was a sound from the front door. Ah.. I guess he’s back.

“Kris cook me something. I’m hungry”

I looked at the person who was at the door. Urgh. I turned back and walked to the couch.

“Do you want me to cook you something?” 

“No”

“I’ll make some pancakes. You can eat them if you’re hungry”

I shrugged and continue watching the TV and hearing my stomach growl. 

“It’s done. You can eat it when you’re hungry”

I looked at the delicious looking pancakes that’s on the table calling me to eat them. Gosh. No. Krystal remember. Don’t take anything that is from her.

/10 minutes later/

~ burrrppp ~

“Well that was delicious”

“You’ve finished the pancakes I made?"

I kept quiet not wanting to reply her.

“I’ll wash the dishes”

“No”

“Pardon?”

“I’ll wash it”

“Okay”

Well that was awkward. I went to the kitchen and washed the plate. Once I was done I went back to the couch and the TV. Boring. There is nothing to watch these days. I my laptop and launch twitter.

I scrolled down and guess what? All I see is that giant’s name keep asking me to hang out with him. Well other than my fans tweeting me and all. And look at the trends! ChanStal? What kind of ship is that? I will never fall f