"Why are you still in your pyjamas? Get off the couch, go and get dressed."
"But hyung, I'm tired! We have been in and out of interviews and recordings all day. Can't we have a night off? Look, Yoongi is already asleep."
"Jimin, you're going. Now get dressed. Come on, it's a chance to dress up for pleasure instead of for ARMY. You can wear whatever you want."
"Fine. But shotgun not waking up Yoongi."
"Jungkookie!" Hoseok shouted "You get the fun job of waking up Yoongi and breaking the news to him." Jungkook wandered in, dressed in a beautifully fitted grey suit, with a long jacket, white shirt, and hair beautifully styled to one side, falling across the side of his face. Taking hold of the blanket draped across Yoongi's body as he lay haphazardly across the couch, and swiftly pulled it back as if trying to perform a magic trick. Yoongi's eyes shot open and he glared at the group of men gathered in the common area of their temporary apartment.
"Which one of you kids is responsible for this shit?" Jungkook, who was still holding the blanket in his hand pointed at Hoseok.
"Jungkook!"
"What? You told me to wake him up."
"And why the fuck are you telling him to wake me up." Hoseok looked between a nonchalant Jungkook and a livid Yoongi and sighed, his shoulders slumping.
"Fine. Blame me. Either way, you are getting up, getting dressed into something hot and we are going to hit this club I was told about. Very private. Very exclusive. And we, including you, are going to forget that we are BTS for one night and have some fun. So get up, we don't have forever."
Taehyung, Namjoon, and Jin emerged from their respective rooms as Yoongi and Jimin trudged off reluctantly to get ready.
"Jin? No. Go, change. I will not be seen with you looking like that."
"What's wrong with this?"
"It's too... you. We don't want to be recognised tonight, remember?" Jin threw his hands up in exasperation and returned to his room, ranting to no one in particular about his picky younger brothers. It seemed like forever by the time everyone had gathered in the common room.
Hoseok looked over each of his brothers. Jin had opted for a dark grey suit with a black shirt underneath, simple but striking, with his hair brushed slightly off his face he looked as handsome as his reputation. Namjoon had gone for a black suit with a patterned black shirt. Classy with a modern twist to it. Taehyung looked like an anime character as usual, his hair slicked back, his black suit and tie putting him in an acting mood, walking around pretending as if he had to close a business deal and rule wall street. Yoongi had chosen a loose fitting suit, comfortable but dressy enough to pass Hoseok's check. He still looked as if he didn't want to be there. But Hoseok knew that as soon as he got there he would loosen up and start to have fun. Especially if there were drinks involved. Jimin had been the last to arrive, taking time to get his look just right. His blonde hair was slicked back, his undercut looking sharp. He had a maroon velvet jacket, a black dress shirt, leather pants and black, heeled boots. Some of the boys had chosen to wear makeup, and Jimin had learnt a lot from his makeup artists and had done a natural look that brought out his eyes beautifully. He really didn't need it but Hoseok knew how much confidence he gained when he wore it.
Smiling, Hoseok nodded towards them in approval before ushering them out the door into the waiting cars.
They enjoyed their ride through the streets of the city, the lights and people flashing past fascinating them. They pulled up outside a high rise building with no signage but a stone heart on the side of the door. A man wearing a red suit approached the car and spoke with the driver, handing him a card before they pulled away from the curb, driving around the streets, arriving at the door to an underground garage.
