A/N:  Part of this chapter is NSFW.  But also Daisy cooks in this chapter, once again not as elaborate as the Brazil chapters so it probably won't make you hungry.  But just a heads up in case.

I'm not fully conscious as I feel myself being assisted to my back. Nor does the caressing gentle touch on the inside of my thighs bring me fully awake. Even the fingers spreading me apart barely registers to me. But once I feel his warm, wet tongue piercing inside of me my eyes instantly widen, and I'm gasping at the shocking sensation.

Joon pulls away for a moment, kisses the inside of my thigh and looks up at me. He smiles victoriously at me as if he won some kind of a prize. "Good Morning, Baby." Then before I can repeat the salutation he is going back to work. He guides one of his fingers into me and licks gently at my clit. I feel my legs naturally fall apart further for him, and I register that I subconsciously thread my fingers through his hair.

Apparently he takes my reciprocating actions as some incentive to rearrange my body so my legs are resting over his shoulders shifting my pelvis higher and closer to him. "Look at me, Baby." He punctuates his request with another kiss to my inner thigh.

I hadn't realized my eyes had shifted closed again so I blink them open and look down into his face. That's when I see how he has shifted to his side and has himself firmly grasped in hand. "I want you to watch me as I pleasure you and myself, baby."

I'm not sure if I would be able to respond without a hitch in my voice. So instead I nod. He slots his mouth back over me, and I nearly throw my head back into the pillow in response to his administrations. But instead I trace my eyes over his hand as he works his cock in time to the flicking of his tongue over my clit again and again. I gasp when I feel that telltale sign of my orgasm building within, and Joon immediately seems to cue into the auditory sound. He responds to it by using the fingers of his unoccupied hand to spear inside of me and coax my orgasm to fruition. I mutter incoherent mumbles of encouragement and punctuate my completion with an airy gasping sigh.

I blink and look back at him. I can tell that he hasn't quite reached his own climax as he shifts his hand around himself. I rearrange the way our bodies are positioned, pushing him to sit back on his haunches. I push his hand away, replacing it with one of my own. Before guiding him into my mouth I lick at the slit. I don't waste time in my movements mentally tasking myself to bring his orgasm to him as quickly as possible. On each upward motion I hum against his shaft, his body pulsing in immediate reaction at my ministrations. "Damn Baby." Is the only thing he seems able to mutter as I reach to gently knead his balls with my other hand. That must be the push he needed cuz in the next moment I can feel his release surging in my mouth.

He pushes me back against the mattress. "I wish I could say something like let's do that all over again, but I've already dawdled in bed long enough." He looks down at my body. "But, I do need to take a shower." He bites his lower lip for a moment. "Would you care to join me?"

After considering it for a moment I sigh. "If you had extra time to play with then I would definitely say yes. But, it honestly takes way too long to wash my hair, and once my hair gets wet washing it definitely becomes a necessity." I pause thinking for a moment. "Why don't I get dressed and make something quick for you to eat that you can take with you on the ride if you have to?"

"I request one amendment to that plan." Joon says and pulls me close to softly peck my lips. "I have enough time to sit down and eat. Don't stress yourself over making it portable, but perhaps do look up portable breakfasts you can prepare ahead of time for the future."

I peck his lips this time before agreeing to his terms and finding clothes for myself. I hesitate over his pretty pajama top, considering claiming it and wearing it myself, but I change my mind rather quickly. I don't like the idea of getting it stained while I am working in the kitchen.

I had been pouring over ideas of some kind of breakfast to make that basically would combine both our cultures together, and I had come across a couple of satisfying sounding recipes for kimchi scrambled eggs over toast which I was deciding to combine together. Most of the reason I was choosing both rather than one over the other is because one called for silken tofu, and I wasn't really sure how I would personally feel about tofu. (Outside of hot and sour soup I don't really eat it.) The other recipe called for cream cheese instead. Another difference in the recipes, albeit a small one, is that one of the two called for garnishing the dish with sesame seeds once it was finished and the other did not. Personally I love sesame seeds and they seem to be pretty widely used in Korean dishes so I choose to go with that option.

I mourn not using my garlic salt for these scrambled eggs, but I am honestly hesitant to use more garlic when there is already some in the kimchi itself. Instead I only lightly salt the eggs with a touch of sea salt.

I make a quick skillet for just Joon and I. I literally am just finishing plating the dish as he sits down at the kitchen table. We both eat together in comfortable silence side by side. Smiling at each other every so often between bites. Unfortunately our plates are empty sooner than either of us would like. He helps me rinse off the plates, to make it easier for whoever ends up having to wash them.

Just as Joon and I start to head for the door to say our goodbyes Jin happens to be coming downstairs. He utters off something in Korean to Joon, and while I am able to make out a couple words here and there I choose not to focus too much on what is being said in case he is talking out something he is planning that has to do with me.

I turn and smile at Jin. "I can meet you in the kitchen to help make breakfast for the others. Just let me take a moment to say goodbye to Joon first."

He smiles back at me. "Sure, Princess."

I turn back to Joon, and I immediately find myself swept into his arms. "It's really going to be hard having to say goodbye to you every weekday."

I try to keep myself from frowning at the thought, but I don't think I succeed. "I'll definitely miss you." I'll miss all of you starting next Monday. "But, despite the fact that you have to work, I hope you can still try to have a good day. Also be safe." He may not have a driver's license, but I still feel better sending him off with those superstitious words that hopefully provide him some sense of luck for his trip.

I watch through the glass panes of the door until I can no longer see him. Even then I still linger by the door until I can no longer hear the purr of the engine as the vehicle drives away.

I do my best to mentally cheer myself up as I turn the corner to see Jin investigating the ingredients I set out. "What did you make for the two of you, Princess?"

He seems confused and skeptical at the ingredients that are still laying out since I planned on making more servings for the rest of them. I quickly took a moment to explain the recipes I had researched to him. He nods at the idea and then glances at me for a moment.

His expression is somewhat reserved, but I am pretty positive that he merely is mentally working out what he wants to say before actually asking whatever is on his mind. "Would you want to go on that date with me tomorrow?"

I smile softly. "You already have that worked out?"

He nods. "Most of it. There are a couple of simple things I still need to resolve, but that should be the easiest part honestly. Hmm." He thinks to himself for a moment. "I should probably do that today. It would be easier than waiting until tomorrow morning. I wasn't planning the date on happening until sometime in the late afternoon/early evening."

"Does that mean that you too will be scurrying off after breakfast?"

"Yes, but doing so means we will have our alone time together tomorrow, Princess." He takes me in his arms and softly kisses me.

"Then I guess I will just have to count the hours. Is there any way you want me to dress?" It wasn't the way I meant to phrase the question. But honestly after I verbalized it that way I was thankful for doing so. I wanted to cater to whatever romantic daydreams he had playing in his head.

He thinks for a second. His ears flush pink, and his cheeks begin to take on the same hue. "Something feminine?"

I ponder over what I have in the closet for a moment. "Okay. I think I can manage that." I smile.

I turn as I happen to hear footsteps coming down the stairs. I smile up as I see Hobi. He doesn't quite look awake yet, and his hair is adorable ruffled. I can't decide if I want to go to him and try to fix it, or let him keep the mussed up look since I don't see him in this state very often. As he comes closer he pulls me into his body and steers me a few steps away from Jin. He groans and whispers in my ear. "You smell like sex, Petal." I immediately find myself blushing. That would have been a definite reason to take a shower beforehand I suppose. I make a soft moan like sound when he pushes his pelvis against my stomach. "I guess I will have to go back upstairs and take a cold shower. Or..."

Don't. Ask. Whatever you do in the next few moments don't let the next words question what he might be inferring. Apparently, I have lost control over my voice because without warning I find myself wetting my lips and asking. "Or what?"

He pulls away to grin seductively at me. "You could come upstairs and assist me."

Damn. I do want that. But unfortunately after I am done with breakfast I have already made plans. Plans that if I uttered out loud would sound like an excuse. I am left with my more seductive underwear sets, so I need to go upstairs and wash them. There's also the fact that something about the idea slightly settles as unfair to me. I just was with Joon last night and this morning. I'm going on a date with Jin tomorrow. I hope I sound a lot more confident than I feel when I state my decision. "I think I'll have to take a rain check, Hobi."

He sighs. "Can't blame me for trying." Then swoops in and we both relish in a steamy heated kiss. Neither of us really care that we have an audience. He groans as he pulls away. "I plan on collecting on that rain check in the near future. I'll be back downstairs in a little bit." He kisses my cheek and heads back upstairs.

I go back over to Jin's side and find myself frowning as another thought occurs to me. "Where's Yoongi this morning?"

"He locked himself in his studio last night. Which means either inspiration struck, and he is on a creative streak. Or he was on a creative streak and he fell asleep on the couch. He will probably be there for the rest of the day. I doubt we will see him again until closer to supper time."

I frown at that thought. Not only because I miss him but for another reason entirely. "What about food? He has to eat."

"He has a minifridge down there. He won't go hungry."

I'm not surprised he has a minifridge, but I truly don't remember seeing it when I was down there the other day. Then again I did get pretty sidetracked.

Not long after the others start trailing in. Jimin somehow still ends up last, despite the fact that Hobi had been detained because of his shower. No one seems surprised when I explain the reason I don't have a plate myself is because of the fact that I already ate with Joon. They simply nod and carry on with their food.

After they eat I turn to Jimin. "I don't feel like we had time to discuss your most recent letter. I mean we briefly mentioned it, but I wanted to at least take a moment to say that while I am slightly embarrassed by the idea I am interested in perhaps doing our own couples book read."

He smiles warmly at the idea. His eyes becoming the cute crescents I can't help but adore. "So, I guess that means the next step would be searching a book together."

I nod. "Yes, but perhaps we can wait on that." I look at the clock and see that it's nearly 9. I have to still run up and hand wash that laundry, not to mention I had already made other plans this morning. "I planned on having a text session with Candace and Rebecca here in a little bit. I've been having trouble getting a hold of Rebecca specifically, and I really haven't talked with Candace much either now that I think of it."

Jimin nods. "Good idea. You should reach out to them. It has to be hard to be so far away from them."

I consider. "Yes, but truthfully before I got the serum injection I probably wouldn't have called them friends. They were more like work acquaintances that I really got along with."

"Well, then despite the distance you should still take some time to talk to them."

Jk and Tae were the two that got the duty to do the dishes this morning. Apparently they are done since they both bound over to where Jimin and I are talking. "Hyung, did you tell her?" Jk excitedly asks.

My eyebrows arch. "Tell me what?"

Tae smiles that wide excited smile of his. "You get to meet our families this weekend."