Wanting and Having

Seven: Waves

~Namjoon PoV~

I was furious with how Jimin had behaved before we went back to our room. He had stalked off, without a word of goodbye, scowling at me as the elevator door closed, eyes narrowed in disdain. I was on my back heel, scrambling to orient myself with all the dramatics, thank God for Hoseok.

"Jimin was particularly tired, he must have been in a hurry to get to sleep." Jhope said nodding after him. He reached out to put a reassuring hand on Charlotte's arm, she smiled and returned his touch with her own hand over his. It was heartening to see their easy esteem with one another. "We will all feel better after some rest! Are you sure you are comfortable with the sleeping arrangements?"

I'm glad he was gentleman enough to ask again, he was so good at making sure expectations are clear while still being gentle and kind. I had some things to learn from him still. I held my breath a little waiting for her response.

"I'm going on a hunch here, but I feel like my safety is not at all in question with any of you if that's what you are saying Hoseok," she smiled and patted his hand. I felt warmth in my chest, she felt like we were safe. Like, I was safe. "I might need to have a shower and borrow something to sleep in... is that okay?" She was looking at me again, I loosed the breath I hadn't known I was holding.

Of course my clothes were likely the only ones that would fit comfortably on her, the other two hyungs were slender and slight. I tended toward baggy T-shirts when dressing casually. If not, Jungkook would have something flattering that would cover her curves.

"Yeah, I definitely have a shirt for you." I confirmed. "I need a shower as well, we will make it work." I smiled a goofy smile, pulling my hands to my face to rub the exhaustion from my face.

Yoongi was headed for the elevator at this point. "I'm going to fall asleep on my feet, let's go up to the room." He gestured and we followed.

Hoseok and Charlotte loosed their reassuring hold on each other long enough for him to offer her his arm. The gesture made her giggle, which lead to his easy laughter in turn. They made an act of skipping off together, joyfully amused at their irreverent game. Ever the gentlemen our Jhope.

I followed suit, sauntering behind them. I chanced a covert crooked grin, I was pleased with myself for how this shook out. Charlotte glanced back in my direction, and as we reached the lift and turned around, she joked... "You all act like sleeping in bed with a woman is such a grave and big deal, I promise I don't bite..." She was turning toward me and I was trapped in her gaze as she finished, "unless you ask nicely..."

~Charlotte PoV~

I found myself looking in the bathroom mirror, wearing Kim Namjoon's baggiest shirt. It was soft bamboo fiber in dark grey and it smelled a little like soap, musk, and fresh rain. I was glad for a shower, I was SURE that after hooking up with Mack in the bathroom earlier I needed to freshen up. I had braided my wavy hair down one side of my head hanging down my chest. I had used Hoseok's cleanser to remove my eye makeup, and Yoongi had the most delicious body wash. I was bare-faced, and the outfit I had worn like armor was folded in my big purse for now.

I assessed the makeshift pajamas I had donned. The shirt was snug across the chest and around my hips. It fell comfortably across my waist, and hid the dappling of cellulite on my upper thighs. I had to put my underwear back on, as nothing Namjoon had would have fit the curves of my hips and ass enough for modesty. Generally, I wouldn't give this a second thought, but I also wasn't generally in the presence of men that made my heart pound in my ears like this. All of them... every last one was their own variety of temptation and mystery.