freckles

* chapter four *

"So Cam-can I call you Cam?" Hoseok leaned forward, looking at me with a wide smile. I had no choice but to nod, and the smile I got for that was totally worth it. "Okay Cam! What are you going to get?"

"M-me?" I pointed to myself. He was asking me??? Hoseok was talking to me???

"Yes you." He laughed, nudging Taehyung with his elbow, Taehyung smiling and glancing over at me before returning to look at his own menu.

"Well, the salads look good." I spoke softly, Hoseok turning his head so his ear was closer to me. I instantly felt horrible, but I just couldn't find a voice, especially around them.

"A salad??" Jin sat down his menu and looked at me, me swallowing hard as I looked at the idol who sat beside me. "Are you being serious?"

What am I supposed to say -

"No ... ?"

Taehyung threw a straw at Jin. "Let her get what she wants!"

"You should get a hamburger." Jin whispered, holding up his menu to his face so Taehyung couldn't see his lips. "Mmmm cow meat."

I giggled, Jin smiling proudly from beside me. I had my hand covering my mouth while I giggled, hiding the ugliness beneath it. My eyes drifted across Hoseok's smile, Taehyung's smile, and then went to Jungkook's eyes-

Wait.

I blinked while I watched Jungkook sit up quickly, looking around frantically before picking up the menu and shoving his face in it.

Was he,, staring at me?

"How old are you?" Hoseok flipped through the menu, barely reading any of the words. Whatever he said afterwards, I didn't catch. I was too busy staring at his eyes behind those tinted sunglasses-

"What did you say again?" I blinked, tearing my eyes away from his and forced them on his eyebrows. Wtf why are they perfect too-

"I was wondering how old you are to see if I can buy you a drink or not." Hoseok smiled sweetly, and my heart e x p l o d e d. (boom dynamite boom)

"Oh I'm 22." I rubbed my leg, hoping I said the right number. Yes yes I was born in -

" '97?" Taehyung rested his chin on his hand, his lips poking out in a little pout. Geez I wanna squeeze his cute little cheeks-

"Cam?" Jin waved his hand in front of my face. "You good?"

"Yeah of course." I sat up straighter, smoothing out my shirt. "I was born on November 7, 1997." I nodded, confident that I got my birthday right.

Listen,, around these seven, they make everything go quiet until you can only hear your heart. They stop time I swear. All thoughts leave my head and I just ,, I can only stare.

It sounds creepy, but trust me on this. Anyone in their right mind will react just as I did.

"Oh you're really young." Yoongi spoke up from beside me.

"I turn 23 soon." I defended myself. "Jungkook just turned 23 too." I looked over at him, Jungkook's eyes widening once he locked eyes with mine.

"I was born on September 1st, 1997." Jungkook blurted out, sitting up straight. He looked around at his hyungs, realization settling with him as he slouched down, laying the menu on his face.

"Jungkook is ... Jungkook. Please excuse him." Namjoon smiled at me, both of us leaning forward so we could see each other pass the other members.

"Hyung..." Jungkook whined softly from beneath the menu.

"Do you want me to buy you a drink?" Hoseok brought the topic back to where it was, smiling before he looked down at the menu. "You can choose anything."

"Ah, no thank you." I pulled my ear, feeling bad at turning him down. "I have a-" Wait what are you saying.

"You have a what?" Yoongi sat down his menu, all of them looking-no, staring at me.

"I have this thing where I pass out a lot." I dug my nails into my thighs again, finding the previous engroves I made. "Vasovagal Syncope. Something with stress and heart rate and such."

"Woah." Taehyung was the first to talk, still holding his menu. "Don't you need a service dog or something that can help you?"

"No it's too much money besides I'm fine." I smiled nervously, looking for a topic change. "Wow I love your freckle mole Taehyung- I'm sorry that's weird oh boy please forgive me."

Jimin smiled and looked down. "Your mind moves fast." He looked up at me to see my response.

"I ... I guess so." My fingers pulled at my bottom lip, a small attempt to stop them from shaking. The boys fell into conversation, me staying quiet.

"So it comes with stress?" Yoongi spoke softly, probably only loud enough for just me to hear.

"Yeah."

"That crowd was pretty wicked. I can see why that triggered it." Yoongi kept his eyes on the menu so it looked like we weren't talking. "You're okay now, right?"

"Yes of course." I glanced over to watch his fingers tap at different movements. Was he, going through the motions of playing the piano? "I'm fine."

"I'm gonna buy you a burger Cam." Jin nodded, deciding my order for me. "Do you like bacon?"