✔𝐝 𝐞 𝐦 𝐨 𝐧 || 𝐛𝐭𝐬 [𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍]

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𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐉𝐎𝐎𝐍

With Yoongi's proposition, all of us had a resolute decision to follow his plan. My hazel eyes darted at the books, pile by pile, wholly arranged in their definite sections. All six of my brothers were clearly well-aware that I had been visiting this ancient-like library. It was big and old, dust and cobwebs covering almost all of the shelves. Well, I did resent the fact that those who came before us — ancestors that granted us access and absolute protection of the library — couldn't even keep this place polished, spotless even. But even us couldn't maintain the cleanliness of this particular place, who are we to rant? Regardless, we did clean the mansion and so neighbors would stop suspecting our house to be haunted.

"Achoo!" Hoseok, or what he wanted to call himself J-Hope, sneezed loudly as he rode the tall ladder that reached the top-most shelves of the section adjacent to mine.

"Gesundheit!" Jimin replied in an echoey voice who's standing way far from both of us.

"So many dust! Aish!" The latter hissed annoyedly. "Joon-ah, is it really difficult for you to hold a broom to clean this whole area! For God's sake you're the one who's coming here from time to time!" I heard him continued, whining as he blew the dust away from his face and fished for his mask down on his pockets. He then wore it.

Guilty, I was held frozen in place.

"W-What gives?" I questioned, immediately thinking of a possible excuse I could utter. "U-Uhm... I only came here to get a book to read. And I was not the only one who always come here. Yoongi, perhaps?" I tried my best not to look threatened and seemed I succeeded.

Our two pair of eyes quickly stared at the young lad whom I just mentioned. Seeming to be heavily unbothered by my sentiments, Yoongi resumed looking on the books before him, scanning each titles with an index finger pointing on them.

The corners of my eyes vividly saw how Hoseok rolled his eyes. "You know, what? We should clean this sometimes! It's very filthy, I can't even-!" He howled.

"Then, why don't you clean it yourself Hobi instead of blabbing about it." Jungkook intervened. Chagrin expression evidently displayed within his face. Well, couldn't blame him. Considering the voice Hoseok had been using earlier, no wonder he would be vexed. 

"Oh you wimpy maknae don't have to say it 'cause I will!" The opposite male roared and jumped off to the ground before exiting the room. He didn't even hear the last complaining yell from Jungkook who had been called as "wimpy". I couldn't even hold it in and let out a full laugh at the hilarious event I just witnessed. 

The man of our minds swiftly returned, bringing cleaning supplies which Jin gladly accepted some. Both brothers began to sweep their way to the library's original pristine state as the remaining ones, including myself, continued our jobs on finding a book. 

"How to control a book?..." Jimin read the title of the book he'd been carrying loudly. His eyebrows briskly knitted, furrowing them as he looked at the item on his hand with a puzzled look. "Uh, did the author gone insane? Why do you need to control an inanimate book? It doesn't even move." He returned the book and dragged out another one. "Ohhh~!"

Both interest and curiosity skyrocketed within us. I paused and swung my head towards his direction, waiting for the next sentence he'd mutter.

Jimin looked at the old, velvety book on his hands with glint in his eyes. "De-De-Dem.. Hey, this book title is so hard to read." He remarked, dusting out the cover. "There. Demonic Language. What a weird one. Why would Granny Lenna and the others keep these type of books in the library? Hmm... Demonic Creatures. Are you kidding me? Who would believe such demonic creatures? What are we? Three? Very unholy—oooh! How to tame a dragon creature? Nah, wrong book! Demonic Wings... Eh! Wrong—" All of his pep-talk finally came to an end when Yoongi decided to intervene.