Hey guys! This is my first story on fan fiction, so please don't blame me if its horrible. XD

Alright, lets get this on the road. Bear with me here.

The scent of coffee floating into my room woke me. N always made the best coffee, he was a natural cook. Everything he made was good. I pushed the wrinkled sheets that covered me to the side and pushed myself to get my lazy ass to the kitchen. Except, I wasn't really walking, I was slumping. Either way, it got me to the source of that wonderful smell.

I came up behind N and hugged him from behind, still half asleep. "Mneh". I mumbled.

"One more time in English please, Rachel". He said as he began to laugh.

I ignored his smartass remark and poured myself a cup of coffee, stumbling to find a seat and collapsing into it once I found one. I began to sip my coffee and opened my eyes for the first time that morning.

"May I ask again- what did you say earlier?", he said as he handed me a piece of toast with Nutella on it.

I finished another large gulp of coffee. "Morning.", I smiled back at him.

"How does that bruise look?" He asked as he motioned to my waist. In the previous week I had been with a friend that was tickling me. I tried to run away so that no one would hear my weird ass laugh but she still caught up, and managed to push me into a metal cabinet. The dumbass. Now I have a huge bruise running along the side of my waist.

"Still not that great. It still hurts". I lifted the side of my shirt up to my rib cage, revealing the nasty bruise.

N walked over to me and hugged me. "What am I going to do with you, Rachel?" N said half jokingly. "Stop hurting yourself. Its not fun watching you get hurt".

I started to laugh. "I cant really help when I get hurt, N." I took a bite of my toast.

He loosened his arms and moved his face a few inches from mine. "I could." He kissed my cheek, then disappeared into the hallway.

I fell to the back of my chair and released a relieved sigh. Trying to keep a straight face around N all the time got harder by the day, as I am also prone to blushing madly at the worst times.

I failed trying to take a bite of my toast- It fell out of my mouth and onto the table- onto new mail. Yay. Bills. I threw the piece back into my mouth and began to open the first envelope while I was chewing. I pulled a paper out of the envelope and began to unfold it.

"Dear Rachel,

I'm going to gun you down if you don't come visit me.

With all love,

Mom"

Well that's a warming thought. I thought.

I sat the threat mail down and moved on to the next envelope. I'm used to them by now. An eviction notice warning fell out of this one.

"Rachel and N.

The neighborhood has been sending in several complaints about you washing your clothes late at night, due to the loud rumbling sound made by your washer. Please refrain to do laundry after 9:30 P.M. or you will be evicted. There will be no further notices after this. Thank you.

Best regards,

Carnival Apartments Staff."

"Damn… Ill have to tell N about this one…".

Just as I finished my thought, N walked out of the hallway. He had changed into day clothes. I could smell the cologne floating off of him. Sweet Jesus. That was the best birthday present I ever gave him.

"I'm going to go grab some errands, ill be back at around 2. See you then". He hugged me and walked out the door.

I checked my watch and let out a sigh. It was only 10.