The Most Beautiful Moment In Life ||COMPLETED||

Chapter 2: Meeting The Brothers

Hoseok was walking downstairs as he saw Seokjin standing at the guest room, practicing the 'traffic dance' that he learned from a TV show last night.

"What are you doing, hyung?" he asked, trying to stop himself from laughing.

"He probably not in a good condition today." Yoongi interrupted.

Seokjin's traffic dance stopped as the front door slammed loudly.

Jiae was standing at the middle of the door, with her 'heol' face, again.

"Oh?" her first word heard as three of them looking at her in confusion. "I thought you guys still sleeping?" she continued, still with her 'heol' face.

"What's with these pink thingy, oppa?" she asked Seokjin. Her eyes didn't stop staring him. Seokjin wear a pink sleeve, pink shortpants, and pink stockings. He even wear goggles with pink frames.

The other four entered the house. They laughed as they saw Seokjin with the pink stuffs.

"Why are you guys come home earlier today?" Yoongi asked.

"That's what you need to hear!" Jiae opened her mouth, the times between Yoongi's question and her first word is faster than lightning. "Namjoon oppa and Taehyung at it again! They tried to de-co-rate the walls!" Jiae pressed the 'decorate' word. "I am the one who pick them up from the police station, these jerks!" Jiae widen her eyes, looking straight to Taehyung as her hands tearing a pack of chips.

"Ayyy~ You guys should stop it. Don't you guys feel sorry to Jiae? She must be tired approaching the station every weeks." Yoongi talked smoothly while his hands arranging the papers.

"Oooolaayyy Min Yoongi! As expected, you're the best!" Jiae finger-picking as she said that.

"But how can the officer believe that you're their janitor? You must have an ahjumma looks." Yoongi looked straighly at Jiae as he said that. He didn't even smile.

Jiae throw a crumpled paper to Yoongi. The paper landed on Yoongi's left shoulder.

"I made mistakes complaining it to you!" she added while she chew the chips angrily.

"Ayyy ayyy! Don't fight!" Seokjin interrupted. He already changed his sleeve and pants as he wants to go out, to buy some groceries at the stall nearby.

"Do you want me to accompany you?" Namjoon asked.

"No need, I can go by myself." Seokjin left the house with a paper bag in his hand.