*The Next Morning*
I awoke to the sound of a camera shutter. I rubbed my eyes, after I nearly blinded myself by opening my eyes too fast in the bright room. Soon Jimin came into focus. he held Jin pink polaroid camera in one hand and was shaking a picture in the other. He had a big smile on his face and chuckled.
"Well, Well, I see you two got quite comfortable last night." Jimin chuckled again as he mocked us. OH No! Did I fall asleep?! I felt a slight weight across my waist, and slowly turned to look at the person who had wrapped his arm around me. I shrieked. Namjoon stretched a little and yawned completely oblivious to our current position.
"Not now, 5 more minuets. . ." Namjoon grumbled with his eyes closed, still half awake.
"YAH! Namjoon!" I shook him. he opened his eyes, blinking to adjust to the morning light that seeped in from the living room windows. His relaxed expression quickly changed to dread when he realized what this looked like. He immediately yanked his arm away from my body.
"I-I, don't tell Jin." He stuttered. Jimin chuckled, as I scooted away from Rap-Mon.
"Don't worry, I wont say a thing." Jimin sealed his lips with an imaginary zipper and threw away some sort of key, "besides I wasn't taking a picture for that, our little sister looked so adorable when she was sleeping you were just in the way Namjoon-hyung."
"What's going on in here?" A voice questioned, from behind me.
"Oh, Yoongi-hyung, I was just getting our little sister here to make us some breakfast again like she did last time." Jimin rushed toward me and yanked me off the floor. Namjoon scrambled to stand up. I now stood in betwwen the tallest and the shortest, in front of Suga-oppa who just eyed all three of us suspiciously. Jimin elbowed me in the side, and I looked at him.
"Uh, Yeah," I turned to Suga, "So what do you guys want to eat?" Suga shrugged.
"I don't care, I don't really eat breakfast anyway." He replied, He began to walk away, but stopped in his tracks. "Uh have you been wearing my clothes this entire time?"
Jimin, and Namjoon inspected my clothes. We've spent all day together and they haven't even noticed that I was earing their bandmates clothes.
"Um, yeah, sorry. I didn't have any shirts to wear so I stole one of your. I'm really sorry." I bowed
"dont' worry about it, you can borrow my clothes, until you go home, it's no problem." Yoongi assured. he turned to me and realized my expression had changed.
"I cant go home, my home is in America." I replied coldly, my expression changed back to normal, "Anyway, so since suga cant decide, how about waffles."
"Yess!!" Jimin exclaimed and ran towar the kitchen, I trailed behind leaving Suga and Rap-Mon in the living room.
*RAP-MON P.O.V.*
-"I can't go home, my home is in America." I looked at Leaigh's balled fist, that rested at her side, it started to relax. I couldn't even focus on what she said next as she hopped away with Jimin.
I made eye contact with Suga, who caught on as well. He shrugged and walked over to me.
"do you think, she'll be okay?" Suga- Hyung asked.
"I don't know"
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