freckles

* chapter five *

"Tell us about yourself Cam." Hoseok tossed a fry into his mouth. "Like, what's your favorite bird or something cool like that."

"Ooo," Taeyung nodded and chewed quickly. "What is your favorite tree?"

"You two shut up." Jin glanced between the two. "Cameron, where are you from? Because you don't look Korean."

I'm not Korean... Yeah no I'm not I.

"I'm-"

"You're French, right?" Namjoon leaned forward again, me having to process everything before following so I could make eye contact.

"How ... how did you know?" I smiled softly, shocked he got it right. Damn IQ 148-

"Your accent." Namjoon did that beautiful smile of his, his glasses topping off the whole look. Goddamn freaking boyfriend material-

"Yes I'm French." I nodded, the boys all 'ooo' ing out loud. My ear started to burn in embarrassment, a shy smile falling on my lips.

"Say something in French!" Hoseok's feet tapped the ground excitedly, anticipation dancing around in his eyes.

"Vous êtes tous très beaux." I smiled, addressing all of them.

"That's beautiful." Jungkook whispered, our eyes locking. And this time, he didn't pull away.

"What did you say?" Jimin asked excitedly.

'You're all very beautiful.'

"It's a beautiful day." I lied smoothly, telling myself that this was an absolute necessary time to do so. Yes it may be with my idols, but, I have to save myself from the embarrassment.

"How do you say beautiful in French?" Taehyung leaned forward. "I wanna know."

"Beau." I smiled, Taehyung repeating it perfectly. "The feminie version is 'belle' , but 'beau' is like, handsome, the masculine version."

"How do you say ' ARMY I love you ' ?" Jimin pulled out his phone. "And can I record you saying it? So I can practice saying it next time?"

"Awhhh." I couldn't help but sigh at Jimin. "That's so sweet of you." If my respect wasn't sky high yet, it went as high as the moon for him. "ARMY je t'aime."

"ARMY je t'aime." He repeated to himself several times and I gave him a thumbs up. He beamed and did a little dance in his seat, radiation the energy of a puppy who just got called 'good boy' for the first time.

"Cameron." Yoongi spoke. "That's not a French name. Did you grow up in France?"

"Oh," I rubbed the top of my hand, looking down with an awkward smile. "Cameron is my middle name."

"Sooooo." Hoseok moved his hand in the air, motioning for me to continue. "What's your first name?"

"Claudette."

- your daily reminder that jk would be the type of guy to take off his sweatshirt and 'accidently' have his shirt come up with it as well -