I woke up to a sleeping Hoseok laying next to me comfortably. I didn't bother to be petty or yell, he probably didn't make it to his room after leaving the dance room. Poor baby just got into the closest bed. I smiled down at him, his mouth slightly ajar and his messy hair.
His light snores filled the silent room in an oddly satisfying way. I slowly and quietly got off the bed, as soon as my left foot hit the ground I jumped off making sure not to make noise, even though he's probably knocked out cold.
I slowly walked towards the door, scratching my head and yawning as I opened it. All six members in the hallway. Namjoon and Jin looking inside the dance room, Yoongi in the producing room, Jimin and Jungkook just walking around the place looking at certain things, Taehyung lifting up a leaf from a little plant in a small pot.
"Have you seen Hoseok? We've been looking for him all day" Namjoon said, his forehead creased in worry.
I smiled and shook my head. "Don't worry, he's sleeping in my room"
Jimin and Jungkook exchanged glances. I laughed awkwardly and waved my hands 'no' in the air.
"He was probably really tired, just entered the wrong room" I explained.
"Mhm," Taehyung hummed, seeming suspicious.
I laughed and walked away towards the kitchen, where the table was neatly decorated and plates served. Jin came running in to turn off the stove he left on which held four different pots and pans. He smiled down at his accomplishment as he walked over to the table and separated the food fairly among the eight plates. Glass cups filled with orange juice and a stack of pancakes in one plate, a bowl of different fruits and vegetables sat next to the pancakes.
"This is amazing," I said in awe, just like the feast people in movies would eat.
Jin laughed. "This is an everyday thing, child. You'll get used to it" He said with a sweet smile, his eyes glowed with love as he imagined everyone enjoying his meals quietly in order.
I smiled and sat down on a chair. I looked over the arrangement of foods and was unsure in what to pick.
"Feel free, you're at home now" I heard Namjoon walk in and pat my shoulder gently. I smiled up at him as he took his seat next to mine.
One by one, the boys pilled in and sat in a chair. Jungkook basically drooled as he served himself from a pan which held scrambled eggs. Yoongi quietly ate and got up almost as soon as I did, we awkwardly followed each other to the sink and waited for both of us to wash our plate.
I walked behind Yoongi down the hallway, so awkward. Just one more turn and he'll be out of your sight. But he abruptly stopped making me hit my face onto his back, my nose hurt. I rubbed on it as he turned around and looked down at me expectantly.
"What's up with you, aren't you going to talk?" He asked, his voice deep but sounding interesting.
I shrugged and smiled shyly. "What is there to say"
He smiled genuinely down at me and patted my head, ruffling my hair while he could. "You're so short" He said as he scrunched his nose in that adorable way he does.
I pouted and shook my head. "No, you're just too tall"
He smiled down at me. "Whatever you say, shorty"
"Shorty?" I questioned out loud.
He shrugged as if he didn't know what I was talking about, he smiled innocently as he turned around and went off to his room.
(( I know this is a short update but I'm trying to at least publish something until I think of something, hoped you enjoyed. Might double update :) ))
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