freckles

* chapter one hundred and fourteen *

'Claudette hasn't texted me in three hours.' Namjoon turned his phone off, let it sit for five seconds before turning it on again, no new notifications from her each and every time he did that. 'She usually texts every hour or so.'

Namjoon put his phone down, sighing softly. 'You're so attached. She's probably busy.' He leaned his head against his hand, elbow on the table, hand rubbing his forehead as his eyes were closed.

'I'm attached.' He picked up his phone and decided to text her.

joon - Hello my love. I've been thinking about you quite a lot lately. Not just today, but for at least a couple of days. You always find a way to sneak into my mind. But I'm not complaining. I love thinking about you. You always seem to put a smile on my face, even if you've done absolutely nothing. It's quite nice honestly. I was listening to a song last night... oh what was it called... right it was All of Me, by John Legend, a beautiful song and such a talented voice. But all I could think about was you. "All your perfect imperfections" really really reminded me of you. You're always giving me and all the others so much confidence on the things we may be self-conscious about. I love you so much for that. Oh boy I've written quite a lot haven't I? Well I hope you are having a beautiful day today. I'll see you soon my love <3

'Good.' Namjoon nodded to himself, sending the message and putting his phone down.

One, two, three.

'Did she reply?'

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Claudette's phone dinged, Claudette reaching for her phone, but K stopped her.

"No phones, please." His hand was on top of her, Claudette's eyes wide. "I need your focus."

"Right, right." Claudette nodded, letting go of her phone, K letting go of her hand. "Sorry K."

"It's okay." K smiled and leaned back, the two of them in a limo, their seats facing each other. "We're almost there."

"Oh, K?" Claudette looked down at her hand. "Uhm, I have a small thing."

"A what?" K raised an eyebrow, not able to not look at her pants.

"A medical condition." She rubbed the back of her neck, smiling nervously. "I pass out sometimes, and I wear this bracelet thing to monitor my heartbeat because when it gets too fast, that's when I pass out."

"Oh oh I see I see." K nodded, glancing over at his assistant, her writing something down. "You cannot wear the bracelet during the photoshoot."

"But-"

"We're here!" K interrupted Claudette. He was tired of hearing her voice, he just wanted to get her to the makeup people and into the shoot. "Come on, no time to waste."

Claudette followed K, completely forgetting about the text message, dismissing the fact that K dismissed her potentially fatal condition, ignoring Layla tugging on the leash.

She followed like she was under some kind of spell.

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"What are you doing?" Jin asked with a smile, watching Namjoon flip his phone up and down.

"I'm waiting for Claudette to reply to my text message." Namjoon didn't bother looking up at his boyfriend, too focussed on a reply that wouldn't come for a while. "She hasn't yet."

"Would've never guessed." Jin crossed his arms, leaning against the wall as he watched Namjoon. "Time would go by faster if you would just let it go."

"Never." Namjoon mumbled, staring at his phone.

"Anyways, it's your turn for the interview." Jin sighed, throwing his thumb over his shoulder, walking to him. "Go on."