Utopia ♡ Ateez OT8

FIVE: taste like strawberries

Waking up to my first morning in the apartment was strange. For starters, I wasn't used to a large bed. My old bed was a mattress on the floor that I would fold up during the day. The large window was on the other side of the room than my old one and the sunlight was coming through it too. It was actually nice to wake up to the early morning sun shining through the net curtain. And somehow during the night, I had lost both my pillows to the floor. Only my cuddle plushie was still on the bed.

I put on my glasses so I can see where I am going as I do that morning zombie shuffle into the bathroom. I quickly wash my face and brush my teeth before going back into my room and pulling some clothes out of my suitcase.

My usual morning routine is going for a run. I just put my headphones on and block out the world for a little. I had struggled for a couple of years with my mental health and with the help of my uncle who runs a fitness centre; I found exercise helped me. It was now something I did most weekday mornings.

I throw on a beanie hat to cover my wild hair before leaving my bedroom. I jump slightly as I walk into the lounge to see Yeosang there. It is 5.45am; I wasn't expecting anyone to be up yet.

"Morning Luna." he smiles at me

"Morning." I reply gruffly, my voice still is 'morning voice' mode so I clear my throat to sound less manly.

"Did you sleep well?" he asks, standing up from the sofa

"I did. The bed was really comfortable." I answer.

"We are going to get you some new furniture for your room next week." He says.

"Oh, I don't need anything new." I say.

"You do. Everything in there is old. Plus, you need to make the room your own. It is your own space in the apartment so it should be somewhere you love." he says.

I already know it will be useless to fight them on these types of things. 8 against 1 is not a fair fight, anyway.

"Do you want a coffee?" he asks, moving into the kitchen as I follow him

"No, I dont normally drink coffee, unless I have barely slept and need it. I was actually planning to go for a run around the block a few times the now." I say. "Would it be ok if I took a bottle of water from the fridge?"

"Of course you can. If it doesn't have a name on it, it is up for grabs." he laughs, getting a bottle for me.

"Ah, I guess that makes sense with so many of you living here." I laugh too. "I'll make sure not to steal anyone's food then."

"I don't think you will need to worry about that. None of us would mind if it was you." he smiles at me.

He reaches out to me, holding the bottle of water and as I take it, my fingers brush against his, causing us both to smile shyly at one another.

"Do you need the code for the door?" he asks, rubbing the back of his neck briefly

"Oh yeah, I will do. I never thought of it." I say.

Just as well he was here, or I would have been locked out of the building.

"Let me see your phone. I'll put the codes into your notes for you." he says.

I pull it from my hoodie pocket, unlocking it and passing it over. I see him type stuff in before handing it back to me.

"I have put the main door code and the apartment code in a note file. I have also put my number into your contacts too." he says.

"Oh, thank you." I smile at him.

"There is a park across from the building. It has a trail around that a lot of joggers use. There is also a gym on the 2nd floor of the building that is free for residents to use. So if you ever want to use that too, you can." he tells me. "It is good, a lot of high-tech equipment and even the basics. We all use the gym, some more than other, so if you need any help just ask one of us."