widened his eyes. his looked at yoongi with a starstruck expression.

"what the fuck!" he shrieked, "what did i ever do to you?"

yoongi glared at namjoon, "need i remind you how many times you and haru have woken me up."

"hyung! namjoon is going to burn the house down with his cooking skills. please give us mercy."

jungkook bowed down on the bed. he held his hands together, begging towards yoongi. he would take any punishment except namjoon's cooking.

"i miss you jin hyung." jungkook cried, "yoongi's the biggest tyrant."

"don't worry we will get him back. we'll do whatever it takes."

yoongi paced around the room. he was certain that if namjoon was in the kitchen alone their house would exist no more.

"fine." yoongi glanced at namjoon, "haru's gonna help namjoon cook."

"what the fuck. i didn't sign up for this shit."

"neither did i. welcome to the club."

haru rolled her eyes while she made her way to the kitchen with namjoon.

"do you have any idea of what to cook?"

namjoon thought for a few seconds, "pancakes?"

haru shrugged, "i guess that works."

haru grabbed the ingredients from the pantry. she tossed the flour and sugar onto the table. she opened cabinet by cabinet to search for the baking powder.

"where do you guys keep the baking powder?"

"i don't fucking know." namjoon rolled his eyes, "i'm banned from entering the kitchen."

haru rummaged through every cabinet, "how bad can you possibly be?"

a light smile washed over namjoon's face as he ignored her remark. namjoon watched haru grab materials from the cabinets. he stood in silence unsure of what to do.

"can you make yourself useful and get the eggs?"

namjoon nodded. he made his way to refrigerator. he prayed not to mess up already. how many did they need? haru didn't specify. he decided to grab the full container.

"namjoon you got this." he mumbled.

namjoon tiptoed, carefully placing his feet on the ground. no accidents today. he was prepared.

"oh shit-" namjoon misplaced his foot.

namjoon hit the ground face first. the carton of eggs flew from his grasp.

"namjoon!" haru shrieked, "i swear to god if you broke all the fucking eggs."

"i'm alright. thanks for asking."

namjoon rolled his eyes as he got up from the fall. he dusted himself off. he only hoped some of the eggs made it. he reached for the carton of eggs.

"fuck." he smiled sheepishly as he opened the carton.

"please tell me at least some of them made it."

namjoon glanced at the carton. it was a gooey mess. none of the eggs made it.

"you're so fucking stupid," haru hollored as she looked into the carton.

"i think i got the worst punishment." she mumbled.

haru groaned. she pulled the ends of her hair. eggless pancakes it was.

"namjoon, mix the wet ingredients. i'll mix the dry ones."

haru only hoped namjoon wouldn't mess this up. she grabbed the flour, sugar, baking powder, baking soda and salt. she poured them into a bowl, whisking it till it was evenly mixed.

"how much do i need to put in?"

haru clenched her jaw. her brain was fuming. how could someone be this bad?

"i already measured it out." haru deadpanned, "for heaven's sake just mix them together."

namjoon made a small pout as he carefully poured the wet ingredients into the bowl.

"-wait what about the eggs."

haru balled her fists, "you ruined all the fucking eggs."

namjoon looked at the ground while he whisked together the ingredients. he didn't want to screw up again.

haru grabbed the bowl out of his hand, "you take too fucking long."

she created a well in the dry ingredients, pouring the wet mixture into it. she whisked it till the batter was thick with lumps.

"namjoon." she called, "can you mix the ingredients till the batter is slightly thick."

haru handed the bowl off to him. she rummaged through the cabinets looking for a pan. she searched through all the drawers and took the first pan she saw.

haru turned the flame to medium heat, placing the pan over it. she greased the pan with oil as it heated.

"can you make the first couple pancakes while i clean up?"

a bright smile covered namjoon's face, "how do you make a pancake?"

"please save me." she groaned.

haru took some of the batter. she poured it onto the pan, letting it heat until bubbles formed.

"let it heat till bubbles form, then flip it over."

namjoon nodded. easy enough, he could certainly do this.

"don't fuck up please." haru begged him.

he flashed a thumbs up sign as he poured batter onto the pan.

haru cleaned up the mess namjoon had made with the eggs, and put away all the ingredients. in the back of her mind she hoped namjoon didn't fail at the one job she gave him.

"what the fuck are you doing."

smoke wafted through the air, drying out the atmosphere.

namjoon furrowed his eyebrows, "i'm flipping a pancake?"

"that's not a fucking pancake!"

the pancake was a dark shade of ash brown. haru coughed as her lungs absorbed the bitter smell of smoke.

namjoon furrowed his eyebrows. he turned the flame up higher as he flipped the pancake.

"oh my fucking god." haru slammed her fists onto the granite, "are you fucking blind?"

"the pancake is literally black. why the fuck are you turning up the heat?"

"it's not black." namjoon looked down at the pancake, "shit."

haru took a deep breath in and exhaled. she was so close to combusting. jungkook wasn't kidding.

haru cooked the last set of pancakes. she sighed as she brought the plate towards the dining table.

"what the hell is that." jungkook stared at the plate of pancakes.

"pancakes."

jungkook peered at the black circles embellished in the plates. he looked back and forth between namjoon and haru.

"they are fucking black."

"i know." haru hissed, "namjoon burnt most of them."

she glared at the black haired man chuckling next to her. haru passed out the pancakes to each of them. they got an assortment of black and normal pancakes.

namjoon stabbed his fork through the black pancake, "where's yoongi hyung."

"he ordered pizza."

"this bitch."

"the black ones look like shit," jungkook mumbled as he stuffed a piece into his mouth, "and they taste like shit."

taehyung stabbed his fork into the black pancake, "some of them are actually rock hard."

"why does he get all the good ones?" jimin pointed towards hoseok.

hoseok ate the normal pancakes happily, savoring the taste.

"he's injured."

"i'm injured too." jungkook retorted.

"not as much as him," haru looked in disgust at her pancakes.

"that's favoritism." jimin whined, "i should be getting good ones too as your little brother."

"sorry jiminie." haru frowned, "you can take mine. i lost my appetite watching namjoon cook."

namjoon pouted, "i am not that bad."

"you ruined all the fucking eggs and half of the pancakes. you're absolute shit at cooking. no wonder you are banned from the kitchen."

taehyung threw his head back as laughs escaped him, "he ruined all the eggs too."

"what a dumbass."

"hurry the fuck up and finish eating." namjoon rolled his eyes, "we have a brother to save."