... Your POV ...
I close the door and Suga walks to my bed. He removes his shoes before falling onto it as I did when I first arrived. He seems emotionally drained so I choose not to move him and instead, I shower and get dressed into a large sleeping shirt and shorts.
I open the bathroom door, having hung my towel up on the bathroom rack, to see that Yoongi is asleep. His face is pressed to one side and his limbs are still in the same position next to his body. I don't want to wake him so I take a blanket from the wardrobe and make my way over the seats near my door. There, I do the following: place a pillow flat, throw the blanket over, and climb in. Almost as comfortable as a normal bed!
... MORNING ...
I wake up to the sound of running water. Is Suga using my shower? Looking to my side I see a white duvet; the corner is crumpled indicating someone got out of bed. Bed? Duvet? When and how did I get here? It had to have been Suga that brought me over from the couch. I smile lightly and then get up.
Feeling fresh enough from last night's shower, I slip on: a long, beige, turtle neck, wool hoodie; a pair of black tights and my beige Ugg boots. I finish up the look with a high ponytail, leaving my fringe out and then walk up to the door of the bathroom. Knowing that there is a curtain over the shower for privacy, I knock on the door asking if he's decent.
Yoongi: "Come in." He says. I enter the room, luckily, he's behind the curtain.
Me: "Are you coming down for breakfast soon?" I ask.
Yoongi: "Yeah, meet me down there, tell the guys I will be 5 minutes." He says.
With that, I walk out of the room, grabbing something from my closet. Rap monster's jumper; I had gone home with it on Sunday and felt bad so it's now washed and ironed. I brought it with me on the trip so I could have something consoling as I missed the guys but, since I will be with them, I don't need it.
My feet make quick work of the walk to the escalator and when I reach the bottom, I see Jimin going into the kitchen.
Me: "WAIT UP!" I yell, hoping to get his attention.
It works and so we walk into the room together. In the center of the room is a long white table, illuminated by the light shining through a window on the furthest wall to the left. To my right is a table with plates and cutlery. I pick up all the essentials in my free hand and then make my way over to the table. Jimin sits down in the closest seat to us and so I place my plate and cutlery next to him. Jin is at one end of the table and Namjoon at the other. I walk over to Namjoon, still holding the neatly folded jumper. He looks up at me, a mouth full of food. Instead of taking it, he stands up, swallows and asks me a question, tucking his chair in after himself.
Namjoon: "Why did you bring this with you?"
I knew he was going to ask that, he wants me to blush again. I can't help it; my cheeks go a little pink and I hide behind my fringe. He smiles, bringing his hands up to get the jumper. I notice a cut on his knuckles, and decide that I shouldn't ignore it. I lightly take his hand into mine, they're a lot bigger and the cut is almost as large as my palm.
Me: "How did this happen?" I ask, genuinely worried.
He looks at our hands for a moment and then back to me. With his other hand, he moves my fringe out of the way, hunching over slightly to get closer to my face.
Namjoon: "You're avoiding my question." He says.
I sigh lightly and repel my line of sight from his, looking to the jumper instead.
Me: "I was going to miss you guys when I was gone so I needed something to help with that."
He straightens his posture and smiles again.
Namjoon: "I see..." He says.
After that he sits down and pretends not to know about my question.
Me: "A-and now you have to answer mine." I say, a little bit frustrated.
Namjoon: "I do what I want." He replies, making an obvious link to the events of yesterday.
Speaking of the events of yesterday. Suga walks into the room, a towel wrapped around his waist and nothing else. His hair is wet and he shakes it a couple times then looks towards me and the rest of the guys.
Yoongi: "Guys, can I borrow some clothes? I don't want to wear my stuff from yesterday." He says, water dripping down his face.
Jin: "Sugaaa!" Jin moans, frustrated at the pile of water he's creating on the ground. "just put on some of YOUR clothes, YOU'RE MAKING EVERYTHING WET!" Jimin laughs slightly at the last part and then continues grabbing food from the baskets on the table.
Yoongi: "I can't get into my room." He says, looking at Jin as if it were obvious.
Taehyung: "Then where did you sleep?" asks Taehyung.
Yoongi replies by looking at me. Everyone stops eating, even Jungkook. They all look towards Yoongi and then at me. Everything is quiet for a moment and then jungkook gets up. Walking out of the door with Yoongi, he speaks.
Kookie: "C'mon I have some stuff you can borrow."
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Touring, Namjoon X Reader
FanficAn artist, who now works from home, meets a BTS member in the grocery store (hmm wonder who would be there) leading her to meet the rest of the guys, but what happens when she has to leave? *ooo mysterious - does that make you want to read me?*