“Wait ‘til I tell RJ about this! He will flip!!” Micah looked like a kid at Christmas surrounded by all his favorite Kpop singers. “I still can’t believe this is actually happening!”

  “Who’s RJ?” Jimin’s head cocked to the side cutely.

  “Kim Rae Jin. He’s a buddy of mine. Met him in 9th grade. His mom’s Japanese and his dad is Korean. He can speak both languages fluently. He was born in Korea but moved to the US when he was 15 and we've been friends ever since.” Micah explained, leaning back on the sofa and glancing over at me.

  “Cool dude.” Namjoon commented.

  I smiled in agreement. “I can't wait to meet him!”

  “Yea, I told him that maybe we could meet up this weekend after school lets out for summer.” It was a question.

  “Sure! Sounds great!”

  Micah grinned, and grabbed my hand to my complete surprise.

  My pulse sped up. Glancing up, I found half the guys eyeing me cheekily. I felt a hot blush creep over my cheeks.

  We were sitting around on sofas in BTS’s dorm. Jungkook, BamBam, and Seongho were sprawled out, laying upside down on the floor being silly making derp faces at each other.

  Chanel was sitting comfortably on Tae's lap. Taehyung held her close, her fur and absentmindedly nom-noming on her ears.
 

  Hoseok snorted. "Cats are not for eating, Tae.”

  The kid looked down at the cat and shrugged with a smile. “She loves it.”

  “Hey! What do you call a cat with a bad attitude?” Jin grinned, making half the room groan at the prospect of another dad joke.

  “I don’t know, what?” I smiled, playing along.

  “Cat snip.”

  Jimin gave me the most annoyed deadpan expression, while Hoseok and Taehyung let out cackles and almost fell out of their seats laughing. Micah and I couldn’t help but burst out laughing too. How does he come up with these things?

  “Let’s play hide and seek!” Yoonhoo suggested after a while.

  Mark's eyes twinkled. “You really shouldn’t have suggested that.”

  “Wae?”

  With a knowing smirk, Micah answered. “GOT7 are the reigning champions. They’re on a whole other level.”

  “Oh, you’re on! Let’s do this!” Namjoon cracked his knuckles menacingly. He eyed Jackson competitively.

  After a very long game of rock paper scissors, everyone scattered in different directions, leaving a disgruntled Taehyung to count to 100.

  I stumbled across Sunhyeok hiding under the kitchen sink next to the dish detergent. He put a finger to his lips and quietly closed the cabinet door again. Next, I found Jimin in the workout room behind the weight bench. He beckoned me over but I shook my head. I need to find a place to hide. Time was running out.

  Looking around for a secluded place, I opened one of the doors down the hall. A terrified squeak escaped me. Yoongi was wearing one of those white cosmetic sheet masks making his face and hair look paler than they already were in the dim light.

  “Why you scream?” He shrugged.

  “Mianhae. I thought you were a ghost.” I chuckled nervously.

  He gave me a gummy grin and disappeared into the bathroom.

 Taehyung’s old man voice called out from the living room just as I ducked behind a laundry hamper. I looked up from my spot and almost peed in my pants. Mark was hanging upside down, blending in with the window curtains in Youngjae’s bedroom.

  “How did you get up there?!” I hissed quietly.

  “I’m a ninja!” Mark winked.

  I rolled my eyes and chuckled. “More like Spiderman.”

  “Oh I love Spiderman!” He shot an imaginary web at me and almost lost his grip on the curtain rod.

  I had to suppress my giggles; Taehyung was right down the hall. Sadly, I ended up being one of the first ones found. Then Micah, BEATWIN, and half of BTS.

  “I’ve looked everywhere...I can’t find anyone else.” Taehyung whined, plopping down in a defeated clump right in the middle of the hallway floor. He got the rest of us to help him look for the illusive GOT7.

  I knew where Mark was hanging. And we soon found Jaebum wedged underneath one of the beds. How he fit under there, I will never know. He must be part liquid.

  Yugyeom had been hiding in one of the bedroom closets disguised as a furry winter coat with legs.

  They certainly lived up to their title! But where were the rest? We started calling out for them.

  Jinyoung was hidden away behind the refrigerator. If it hadn’t have been for his shoes barely sticking out, we never would have found him.

  Youngjae was folded up inside the pile of blankets in the hall closet. “Finally! It was too hot in there!” He complained, fanning himself.

  BamBam cheated and hid in the portal. No wonder no one could find him. Thankfully, he’s too cute to stay mad at.

  I heard giggles coming from the Namjoon’s bedroom. Peeking my head in cautiously, I looked around. Ryan bears everywhere. Namjoon’s cute obsession with Kakao friends warmed my heart. But I still didn’t see anything. Where had that giggle come from? Getting down on my hands and knees, I peered under the bed. Empty. With a confused frown, I stood up to check the closet.

  “Psst.”

  I whirled around. “Ok where are you?” My eyes scanned the room again.

  “Over here!”

  I stared at the enormous pile of stuffed bears of all different sizes next to the bed, including a giant one that was 4 feet tall. Suddenly one of the faces moved.

  “Jackson!” I exclaimed, as he took off a red baseball cap and moved some of the bears away from his face.

   “I win!” He grinned up at Namjoon, who had just walked in behind me.

  “Boy, get your out of my collection!” Namjoon roared, taking a flying leap towards him.

  Jin appeared behind me as well. “Ah, so I guess they were right. GOT7 are the kings of hide and seek.” We watched fondly as Namjoon and Jackson rolled around on the floor like babies in a tussling match.

  Once everyone had been found and we were back in the living room, Micah glanced down at his watch. “Woah. It’s already going on midnight! I’m gonna be late getting home!”

  “It’s all good. It’s been real.” Namjoon smiled, his dimples framing his face. “We got promotions this afternoon anyway.”

  “It was great meeting you, bro!” Yugyeom gave him a fist bump.

  Jaebum spoke up. “We have a concert tomorrow night. Would you two like to come?”

   Micah looked over at me in bewilderment. I grinned and nodded.

  “Um, DUHHH!!! Of course we’d love to see one of our favorite groups in concert!”

  “Arasso! We will get you tickets!” BamBam grinned with a wink. “JYP always has a few extra laying around for special people.”

  Saying our goodbyes, Micah and I headed back through the portal to my room. The quiet was a major contrast.

  He stared back at the posters and exclaimed. "This is epic! You should write all this down!"
 

  "Like the memoirs of our adventures?" I couldn’t help but chuckle.

  “Exactly! It would make an epic fanfic!”

  “You read fanfics?” I eyed him suspiciously, a playful smirk playing on my lips. I never imagined.

  He blushed. “Shhh. It’s a secret.”

  Wow, this kid just keeps on surprising me! I felt a grin spread across my face.

  “Tonight was awesome. Thanks for sharing it with me.” He took a tentative step forward, gazing down at me with a half smile, making my heart beat faster.

  “Thanks for not freaking out...too much.” I joked, trying to make up for the nervousness that now sat in the pit of my stomach. I’d seen too many dramas to not know what was about to happen.

  I shifted feet anxiously. Waiting. Wondering.Slowly, he leaned closer, until he was an inch away. Then he paused. I bit my lip and closed my eyes tight. He was watching my reaction. With a small smile, he closed the distance and placed a soft kiss on my cheek. My eyes flew open at the contact. I blushed.

  “Sweet dreams.” He said softly before heading out the door.