you started hanging out with chan and felix because of your grades. over the summer you slacked off and ended up forgetting so much of the material that you came into school as the human equivalent of a bag of rocks. your teacher set you to study with two of the most random kids in class. chan and felix. nothing was wrong with them, but they were weird nonetheless. 3 years later, you three are inseparable. it seems like you wore off on them, cause now they're starting to sound braindead, too. now you three were in college, sharing a dorm.

you were making pancakes. it was a saturday morning, which means the three of you were free. you thought it'd be a good idea to wake your best friends up with pancakes. and it seems your hypothesis was right, because you felt a weight slump on your back, veiny hands wrapping around your shoulders.

"morning." the full bass voice was nothing new to you. you smiled, reaching to fluff your friend's hair.

"morning, felix." you greeted. he hummed into your neck.

you heard the front door, revealing a sweaty chan. it looked like he just finished his workout. his muscle tee was loose, you could visibly see the sweat drip from his arms.

"hey, sweaty." you smiled in his direction.

"hush." chan moved to the kitchen, towel in hand. "are those pancakes? i need to go shower, immediately." he said, giddily. he rushed to he and felix's shared bathroom.