freckles

* chapter seven *

I sat in a room, not my room, but it looked hella expensive. I'm high key dirt poor, so, this kinda stuff makes my eyes as big as saucers.

I looked around, still waking up, and still in shock. My phone was on the bedside table, charging with a random charger that was not my own. My shoes were lined up by the bed, ready for me, and so were a pair of slippers.

And then get this.

There was a little bathroom carrier full of shampoo and conditioner and body wash along with two towels. There was deodorant and a toothbrush and toothpaste sat beside it, and girl clothes. On top of the clothes, there was a note, but I can't read it from here.

I picked up my phone and turned it around, seeing a sticky note on the screen.

'Goodmorning Cameron, Cam, Claudette, Claud, Clauds, Claud-y, Ette, Ette-y, Claudia ... Taehyung and Namjoon bought you some clothes last night if you wanted to change or shower. We set out shampoo and stuff as well! Feel free to head to the kitchen whenever you want breakfast! One of us should be up... If not just go to the speaker and blast Expensive Girl ,, you're guaranteed a flustered Namjoon if you do that ... but yeah! We hope you slept well!! <33333'

The sticky note had several different handwritings ... based on the comments, I'm guessing Hoseok, Jin, Hoseok, Jin, Yoongi, and Hoseok again.

God they're so cute.

Wait

WAIT

WAIT BTS WROTE ME A NOTE

OH MY GOD I'M IN BTS' APARTMENT.

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"Claudie!" Hoseok exclaimed, strutting down the hallway with his arms above his head, posing with a huge smile. "Good morning!" He was so energetic, all dressed, looking as fresh as ever. He wore jeans and an oversized shirt as well as a cute little beanie.

His style is immaculate.

"Good morning." I smiled softly, turning around in the swirly chair sat by the countertop.

"Good morning." Yoongi spoke up as well, standing up from behind the counter, picking up the blueberries he dropped.

Hoseok gasped and did a very dramatic jump back, pointing at Yoongi. I froze and stared at Hoseok before quickly turning to Yoongi.

"Why are you up so early?? It's before 11!"

"I don't know." Yoongi shrugged and threw away the blueberries that were on the floor. "I didn't want Cam to wake up and be stuck with none of us awake."

I turned to Yoongi, lips parted slightly. He didn't make eye contact with me, but I could see a little smile on his lips, me most definitely in his peripheral vision.

"How sweet of you." Hoseok skipped and sat next to me. "How come you don't do that for me?"

"You're 26."

"And??"

"She's 22."

"So???"

"She's barely an adult."

"I'm sitting right here-" I raised my hand shyly, but stopped halfway once Hoseok wrapped his arm around my shoulder and pulled me close, my whole body freezing.

"Yeah! She's still an adult!"

"So are you!" Yoongi raised his voice with a laugh, Hoseok giving in as well and chuckling along, releasing me.

Hoseok.... Hoseok hugged me.

Kinda

BUT IT WAS STILL A HUG.

"Good Morning Claudette." Namjoon sat on the other side of me, pushing up his glasses as he rubbed his eyes, yawning. The gray sweatpants, the oversized black shirt, half-tucked in, half not.

The MESSY hair.

Oh my God morning Namjoon.

Oh my God it's so hot.

And by 'it' I mean Namjoon.

"Come on Children." Yoongi picked up the mixer, full of the ingredients for a smoothie. "We're gonna go wake up Jin, Taehyung, and Jungkook."

"What about Jimin?" I asked, all of us following Yoongi to one of the boys' room.

"I would never wake up Jimin with such a mean and aggressive way." Yoongi turned back to look at me. "I'm not that mean."

"But you would do it to the others... ?"

"Yes of course." Yoongi nodded and turned forward, opening the door silently. It was Jin's room.

"This is gonna end badly." I whispered to Namjoon as we stood by the door, Yoongi shushing Hoseok's giggles.

"Oh 100%." He smiled from beside me, leaning against the doorframe. Geez he's so tall, like, several inches taller.

Namjoon is 5'11, I'm 5'2... He's over a head taller than me oh my-

I turned myself towards him slightly, eyeing my height beside him.

I could literally bury my face in his chest-

"You good?" Namjoon smiled at me, putting his hands in his pockets. The pockets of his gray sweatpants.

"Yeah I just noticed I could bury my face in your chest." I replied without thinking about my words. Yoongi and Hoseok turned towards us, confusion on their faces while Namjoon smiled widely. "Oh God I said that out loud." I covered my face with my hands, Yoongi starting the blender right after I finished my sentence.

You dumbass creep he's a freaking idol and you said that creepy ass thing to him-

My forehead hit something soft, but hard, and arms surrounded me, a chin being placed on my head.

"Yeah, you kinda fit in my arms really well."