freckles

* chapter thirty four *

"So," Claudette tapped her fingers on her knees, her and Yoongi sitting beside each other, "What do boyfriends and girlfriends do?"

"Oh man this is so awkward I'm sorry." Yoongi leaned back, running his hands down his face. "I guess we could-"

"OPEN UP IT'S THE POLICE!" A loud bang on the door sent Claudette jumping out of her skin, Yoongi sighing.

"It's alright." He patted her hand before standing up. "It's just Taehyung." Yoongi narrowed his eyes at the door. "What do you want Kim?" The door was only open a crack, just enough for Taehyung to shove his nose in.

"We have made an evil plan." Taehyung grinned, not even able to see Yoongi. "And by 'we' I mean the maknae and I." Taehyung pushed on the door, a sad attempt to get past Yoongi. "Jimin tried to stop us so we locked him in the recording studio."

"You what?" Yoongi pressed the door more shut, Taehyung yelping and stealing his nose away. "Taehyung, get Park out of the studio."

"But we're feeding him." Taehyung whined slightly, Yoongi still not letting up on the door.

"Bye." Yoongi tried to shut the door, but Taehyung pushed against him.

"We all want to go rollerblading tonight, with Claudette, but she's MIA." Taehyung smiled, his nose peeking through again. "Have you seen her?"

"Nope." Yoongi replied, Claudette looking up from the keyboards she was looking at, shocked at Yoongi's answer. "Go check with Jin." And Yoongi shut the door, Taehyung letting out a laugh on the other side.

"Why didn't you tell him?" Claudette rubbed her arm, sitting down on the couch with Yoongi.

"He would've blabbed his mouth or forced himself into our time." Yoongi shrugged, Claudette blushing. "Now where were we?"

"Uhm, I've never been a girlfriend before." Claudette smiled nervously, hoping and praying Yoongi wouldn't judge her for it. Geez, she was 22 wasn't she? And she hasn't dated? Damn that sounds really pathetic once you say it.

"Well, I've never been a boyfriend to a girl before, so we'll both be doing something new and different." Yoongi smiled reassuringly, holding out his hand for Claudette. "You gotta tell me if I'm not giving you enough attention or anything okay? I've never been active in an open relationship, so this will be new for me. You just gotta communicate, okay?"

"Y-yeah! Of course!" Claudette nodded quickly, holding Yoongi's hand tightly, not minding how cold his was. "And you tell me if I'm not doing enough either, okay?"

"Something tells me I won't need to do that." Yoongi grinned, opening his arms for Claudette, her immediately falling into his arms. "You're so sweet Cam." Yoongi kissed her head, rubbing her back as she took a deep breath.

"And you're a really good hugger." Claudette hugged Yoongi tighter, Yoongi closing his eyes, taking in the feeling of her in his arms. "We gotta do this a lot."

"Of course." He opened his eyes again, looking down at his hands. "As long as you hold my hand a lot, okay?" He loved how warm her hand was in his. It was so comforting and so, dependable.

"Okay."

"Let's not tell the others." Yoongi helped Claudette sit up from leaning against him.

"Oh okay." She frowned, the wheels in her head turning. "But why?"

Yoongi blinked a few times, studying Claudette's face. "Well, because of some reasons and privacy from their nosy asses."

'Because Jimin and Jungkook want to fuck you.' Yoongi looked away, tilting his head quickly at the thought, fixing his bracelet on his hand as well. "Hey, when you go back to Paris-"

"I'll call you every day!" Claudette snapped her mouth shut. "Sorry, what were you going to say."

'You're making this very hard for me to not kiss you.' Yoongi smiled softly. "No, that's what I was going to say. I'll call you every morning and before I go to bed."

"And I'll call you... wait how many hours ahead are you?" Claudette frowned, pulling out her phone and typing in a few things. "Oh, seven! That's not bad!"

"Not bad at all." Yoongi nodded, his eyes on her phone. It was an old Samsung phone, really really out of shape. "Do you like Samsung?"

"I'm sure I'd like it if I had a nicer phone." Claudette shrugged, tapping her phone against her thigh before putting it back in her pocket. She was completely oblivious to the plan forming in Yoongi's head. "Apple seems cool too, so I don't really know."

"Mhm." He nodded, not really paying attention to her words, but to the way her hair bounced when she moved her head. "Really cool."

"Stop." Claudette covered her face with a shy smile. "Why are you staring at me?"

"I'm just taking in all of your beauty." Yoongi leaned forward, Claudette leaning back. He pulled her hands down slowly, finally getting her eyes locked on his. "So beautiful."

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