"I don't mind the triplets being messy, but seriously boys, how can you be so messy? There's no way you'll get a boyfriend like this." I groan, wetting some paper towel. The three oldest freeze and look at each other then to me. "How did you know we.." Yoongi trails off, not wanting to finish the sentence, for there are three clueless boys beside me, looking at themselves in the mirror. "P-a-lease! I'm you appa, you think I don't know these kinds of things? Yoongi, I check the web history. Hoseok, I can hear your phone at 2 am. Namjoon, you're just open all together." I roll my eyes, looking at the shirt Namjoon is wearing, saying "Straight Outta The Closet".