ISpy // NCT Dream//

Chapter 14

I woke up the next morning, feeling bad that Yuto had refused to let me sleep on the floor, I swear he's more stubborn than Donghyuck. But I guess I'll just have to find a spare mattress to make it slightly more comfortable for him. As I sat up and looked around I noticed I was the only one awake, so I decided I'd take a long shower before our first class, I couldn't actually remember the last time I went to any class. The others would just take work from the teacher for me to do, then return it them once I had completed it. But that wasn't the case with one teacher, she hated me and didn't think I had a reason to not hand in a piece of work, she was a real piece of work sometimes.

Brushing off all negative thoughts and hopped in the shower. I was pulled out of my daydream by muffled shouts coming from the bedroom.

"Which one of you rat bags took my favourite hoodie? I was gonna wear it today." Mark screamed, this made me laugh, because I was the one who took it. I mean what can I say? It's pretty awesome.
"It wasn't me. I only steal Jaemin's and  Jeno's" Chenle shouted in response.

I knew if I didn't do something soon it would become more heated. So I got out the shower and quickly dried myself so I could put on some sweatpants and the jumper I had stolen from Mark. Having done all that I exited the bathroom, braiding my hair as I walked.
"The rat bag that stole your hoodie was me. I hope you don't mind." I chuckled, startling everyone with my sudden appearance.
"Of course I don't mind. You know you're always welcome to wear my hoodies." Mark scratched the back of his neck and chuckled.
"Hey. What about my hoodies?"
"Aren't mine good enough princess?"
"I thought I was your favourite, why would you take his jumper instead of mine?"
"Why is this such a big deal? I steal everyone's jumpers more than I wear my own." I laughed while the others just pouted at me.
"Why does this look like one of those top 10 anime betrays of all time?" Yuto asked while stretching.
"Because it is!" Haechan said while stamping his feet like a child.
"How about I steal one of your jumpers tomorrow? Anyone else who wants me to wear one of their jumpers needs to let me know. The longer I can hold off before washing mine the better." I laughed nervously and went to exit the room. "Come on ladies, we don't wanna be late for breakfast." After I shouted that I could hear people running towards me.
"That hoodie is far too big for you. Should have worn one of mine." Renjun tried his hardest to sound cute but ended up cringing instead.
"Renjunnie, I wear your hoodies more than I wear anyone's. Heck, I wear yours more than I wear my own . Anyway it doesn't matter if it's too big, I'll just roll the sleeves up so they fit my arms slightly better." I smiled at him as I linked our arms.

I missed mornings like this. These were the type of morning where anything goes. We had a lesson at 10am, which meant we could lounge about after breakfast for a couple of hours, because breakfast was always at 8am. What made this morning even better was that Yuto was there with me.

As I was about to speak again I was cut off by a loud thump behind us. I snapped my head round to look at the source of the noice. Only to see Haechan on top of Mark.
"What happened?" I asked, unsure of wether I actually wanted to know the answer.
"Well Hyuck didn't wanna walk, so he jumped on Mark's back. Then we started this conversation." Jisung explained.
"Thank you little one." I spoke softly, standing on my tiptoes to pat his head.
"You're calling me little one? You're tiny." He laughed while looking down at me.
"Guys, Jisung is picking on me! Make him stop." I stamped my feet and pretended to cry.
"Gosh, no ones gonna fall for those fake tears Y/N." Jisung spoke again while patting my back.
"No one will believe them huh?" I pointed towards Jaemin who was walking towards us.
"You better apologise to my princess for being mean." He spoke trying to sound serious.
"Your princess?" I interjected.
"You mean OUR princess?" Jeno said as he put his hand on my shoulder.
"I'm no ones princess, I'm my own damn person." I spoke again.