A/N:  Food is mentioned in the beginning so you might want to make sure to eat first.  I mean it's not anything like the Brazil cooking moments though...

I had done something last night that I wouldn't normally do. I set an alarm on my phone. Not that I haven't done this in the past, I mean especially when we were traveling and switching time zones, but once my body got used to the time zone it was in I had this inner clock that would somehow easily often wake me up all on its own. That just didn't seem to be the case all that often lately though, and since Dasom wouldn't be here today I needed to get up to tend to the masses. It wasn't her job to make breakfast, but I'm sure that would be a different story had she worked today. I'm pretty sure she would have made breakfast had I shared with her my plans and had asked her nicely enough. Since she didn't work though getting breakfast on the table for my soulmates this morning fell on me. I guess it would be more accurate to say that I put the responsibility on myself. After all, I didn't actually have to do it. I chose to do it.

I was feeling pancakes today. But I wanted to do something different than traditional, boring, every day pancakes. I had been looking around for inspiration for something unique to make for them in the morning, and I think I found the perfect pancake to serve them. Unlike most other times I cooked breakfast though this would be the only breakfast item I would be making. I just didn't have the time for anything else this morning, and while everyone could have technically just grabbed a bowl of cereal I'd honestly been missing cooking breakfast for all of them.

I literally had just finished making the batter when Jin came down. I smiled up at him, and he didn't hesitate to wrap his arms around my waist from behind. "I don't know which smells more sweet. You, Princess, or the pancake batter."

I felt a blush creep up my neck as I smiled up at him in surprise. This definitely was the side of him I would like to see more often. But, I feared if I had said so that would have the opposite reaction so I just grinned up at him in encouragement. "Why can't it be both?" I giggle.

"It probably is both." Yoongi groggily mutters as he rubs his eyes and makes it into the kitchen. "Wait, what was it I just agreed to?"

I had just ladled the first set of pancakes into the frying pans so I have to make a concentrated effort to step away from the hot stove and Jin, because suddenly I am breaking into belly laughs. "Okay which one of you broke, Daisy?" My bunny is asking.

Jimin is suddenly at my side. "In my experience if you are laughing this hard you might as well sit down before you fall down." Okay that just made me laugh harder because he really didn't just sit himself down. The gravity always won as far as I could tell.

I'm still laughing when I hear Yoongi asking from the stove. "Um, Honey, what kind of pancakes are these?"

He has the spatula in his hand, and I know he took it upon himself to babysit them while I was having my giggle fit. I look around to make sure they all are here because I really don't want to repeat myself. Only Joon and Tae seem to be missing. Well Hobi would have been included in that list, but he literally just walked into the kitchen himself while I was doing my headcount. I nearly giggle at the thought of head counts regarding my soulmates too, but I really didn't want to be on the floor giggling the whole morning so I took a deep breath before responding to Yoongi. "I'll tell you what flavor they are when everyone is down here." I smile reassuringly. Just in case he is worried it's some weird flavor profile or something.

That comment is apparently Jk and Jimin's cue to run off. I already know they plan on somehow being annoying to the two members that haven't woke up yet this morning. They literally are snickering at each other as they run off. They must be preparing to dole out whatever mischief they have already concocted in their shared mind.

Hobi helps me get up from where I was sitting on the floor. "Did you fall, Petal?" He asks out of obvious concern.

"No, I was having a giggle fit, and Jimin helped me sit before I did actually fall down." I smile in explanation, and almost nearly giggle at the mental montage of Jimin's laughter moments that had led to calamity. But it's Hobi's reaction that stops that new set of giggles in their tracks.

"Ah." He nods.

I'm surprisingly forcing myself not to frown. Which is never a facial expression I thought I would have around my sunshine. But ever since the club excursion he has been exceptionally guarded. I know it's simply that he hates what happened, and it's causing him to be overly protective. But, I truly hate seeing him like this. Unfortunately, I probably won't have the chance to pull him aside today to talk to him about it. I glance at the clock. In fact I really need to hurry up and eat myself so I can get ready for my date with Joon.

I wrap my arms around Hobi and hug him. I whisper to him that I'm alright and hope that this gesture is enough for now. I somehow doubt it though.

Not long after the others are trudging in. I giggle as my cuddly Taeger wraps his arms around me in one of his full body hugs that is all the more cuddly due to how tired he is. Joon only looks mildly disheveled when I glance at him, which makes me think that he must have been awake just holed up in his room for some reason or another.

"So, Honey, you were going to tell us what kind of pancakes these were?"

"They are apple butterscotch pancakes." When I announce that I swear every single pair of eyes looking down at their plates widens. Hell, I'm pretty sure I see a couple of them swipe at the corner of their mouths with their tongue in an attempt to lick away the drool trying to puddle out of their mouths. I can't help but get flustered at the visual and before I continue my explanation I find myself shifting slightly in my seat due the discomfort caused by my own heated thoughts. "Now, I have had butterscotch chips in pancakes before, but never thought to try adding shredded apples to the mixture. I stumbled across the recipe and couldn't help myself. It sounded amazing."

I swear I was worried I overdid it with the amount of batter I made, but there is literally not even a crumb remaining afterward. Hobi picks up my plate and places a soft kiss on my cheek. "Go get ready for your date with Joon, Petal. We will take care of the cleanup."

I mentally sigh. Yeah, he's still stuck in his doldrums. I glance at Joon, trying to convey what I am feeling to him. He nods his head as if he can truly read my mind. I go back over to Hobi and grab his hand. I pull him away to the nearby sitting area. "You can go help with the dishes in a minute. I need to know what's wrong now."

"I'm sorry, Petal. I've just felt haunted ever since that happened to you. I'd like a magic way to just constantly be able to protect you from whoever these enemies we suddenly have seem to be. I really don't like not knowing, and now I hate more than ever the fact that we have to be so fucking careful everytime we go out in public. Before we just had to be careful to keep our public appearances as covert as possible; now we have to not only do that, but also be on guard for any potential threat." He sighs again before continuing. "I honestly felt like what that night could have been was completely ruined. It got me thinking how there was a part of me yearning to take you out to a club just you and I. But, can we really do that now? I don't think so. I don't think it would be safe enough to try." He frowns.

I sigh. "Hobi, I may not have known I would have such hostile enemies. But, I did have a general understanding of what kind of life we would live together. I knew that would never include traditional time spent together or traditional dates. But it isn't about where or even how little we get to do things together. It's all about quality, and I can't think of a moment I have felt unhappy with any of you. Perhaps, we can have a dancing date together, only something we set up here at home. Turn the patio into a nightclub? Or even my room if you were looking for something more like a one on one moment."

He sighs. "Please go upstairs now and get ready. It's Joon's day not mine, and you are really making me want to kidnap you for the day."

I kiss him softly then run upstairs to do just like he suggested and immediately realize I have a slight problem. I had planned on winding my hair up while taking my shower this morning since I had already washed my hair last night. I hadn't considered the fact that the steam would probably end up tangling it regardless. I guess there is a downfall to having such an awesome steam shower after all. Good thing my outfit calls for a more casual look I suppose.

After my shower, quick as can be since I am working with limited time, I take the time to blow dry my hair and put it up in a high ponytail. I suck at straightening it, otherwise I would consider attempting that also. I add some product to my hair so the wavy curls at least behave a little bit. Luckily I found a brand that didn't leave a tacky residue which I honestly hate about most hair styling products.

I choose to keep the makeup simple and understated today. Only really focusing on clear lip gloss and mascara. I pull out my outfit and start with the cute pop art tee I had found. I love art, and typically I'm not a fan of pop art specifically. But this shirt literally screamed at me to buy it. I paired the top with a black denim skirt that had the appearance of white paint splattered all over it, and a red bomber leather bomber jacket. The piece de resistance however was the red converse I would be wearing. I bought them after hearing Converse High for the first time, well and after confirming they were truly a weakness for Joon.

Of course Joon didn't actually tell me to wait in my room, but I assumed he had meant for me to. Mostly because they truly treat my room as if it is my own private space. As if the door that leads to the hallway instead leads to the outside, and they are arriving to eagerly see me or take me out. Granted this is only my true second date with any of them. But like I tried to just explain to Hobi, I do consider other things that we do together as dates also. Like my lessons with Tae, and the studio session with Yoongi. Even the cooking moments I have with Yoongi and Jin together I consider as two on one dates. My exercise moments with any of them. Sure they are small moments, but like I told Jk once. We don't actually have to go anywhere for it to be considered an actual date.

A knock on my door sounds, and I rush to open it, eager to see Joon on the other side. His dark eyes rake over my outfit and when he comes to the shoes he nearly drops whatever he is holding behind his back. "Damn, I really shouldn't have got you something so fragile. I should have known I was likely to break the damn thing." He pulls it out from behind his back, and I honestly coo at its cuteness.

He hands me over the adorable little figurine with a daisy for a hat, leaves for hands, and the collar seems to be the leaves that support the flower itself. I peck him on the cheek in thanks, although he still seems to be swallowing hard as he takes in my outfit. "You bought red Converse shoes just for me?"

I give him a look. "Uh Duh." I giggle.

Then he takes in my whole outfit once again. "Damn, did you also guess where we were going? Am I that predictable?"

I shake my head. "Not necessarily. I just did my research. Besides, this is still a cute outfit regardless, and I really wanted to wear it for you specifically."

He pauses for a second. "Let me have a moment to not be so predictable. Grab a bag big enough to carry your tablet in and bring it with you." He pauses for a second. "Actually let me grab mine too. Do you mind carrying it as well?"

I arch an eyebrow curious what he could have in mind. But go ahead and grab mine, and agree that I don't have a problem storing his away in my bag also.