7 + 1 Talents ♪ KTH

Chapter 5 / Morning

The next morning I was being woken up. Someone was shaking me to wake up. I lazily groaned and opened one eye to find Namjoon hovering over me.

"Rise and shine!"

"Are you my new personal alarm?" I asked him and he cracked a smile.

"Good morning to you too. Now get up. We have practice today."

On the word 'practice' I felt a lightning of energy flow through my body and I was awake immediately. I jumped out of bed and ran into my closet.

Luckily we bought a very cool practice outfit yesterday. When I came out, my room was drowned in silence, Namjoon left.

I shrugged and went to the bathroom, more than a little excited for my first dance practice with BTS.

I was too lost in thought to even think about locking the doors.

I hopped in the shower and turned the water extra hot. I let the hot liquid pour onto my body, it felt like it was healing wounds after a very bad war.

It was so refreshing.

I started to hum to me, well more like rapped to myself. I couldn't get Cypher Pt. 3 out of my head. The beat was just really sick in my opinion.

After a few minutes of pure peace it ended rapidly.

The door opened and there were noises.

Footsteps.

I shuddered. Those footsteps were heavy, and it could possibly be only one person, expect if somehow the water in the other bathrooms turned off.

Shit.

I quickly turned off the shower and put a hand in front of my mouth to stop me from singing any longer. I peeked through the shower curtain and found him walking to the sink.

Kim Taehyung.

It was extremely simple, but he somehow managed to rock a white T- Shirt and some jerseys. His hair was lightly ruffled from slumber and from what I could see his eyes were heavy lidded.

Damn, how could he be so good looking, even right after waking up?

I stared at his perfect presence as he tiredly looked at himself in the mirror and brushed some of his bangs out of his face. Then his eyes wandered to the corner of the mirror before they widened in shock.

He turned around and I finally understood that he spotted me. Oh my god, this was so freaking awkward. We stared into each other's eyes, but with completely different gazes. I looked dreamy and absent, his was shocked and embarrassed.

I was so lucky those curtains weren't see-through.

For how long did we stare at each other? Seconds, minutes, years? I couldn't tell. The time froze.

Then he finally raised his deep, from sleep raspy voice.

"Oh fuck! I am so sorry! I didn't know anyone was- never mind. I'll leave. Sorry again!"

And with that he rushed out, but closing the door carefully behind him.

My mind finally cleared.

He was in here while I was standing in the shower. And we stared at each other.

What. The. Actual. Heck. Was. THAT?

I quickly continued showering and blow dried my hair. I put on my practice

Clothes and put my hair up into a messy bun.

Before I walked out the door I made sure no specific Taehyung was lurking around the hallway.