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Taehyung—

"Alright hoes, it's time to throw a motherfucking celebratory bash, for our best parents."

Jimin raised his hand, an unamused expression on his face. "Why are we the hoes, Hoseok?" The elder swung his head towards the other's direction, and grinned widely, "hmm, I wonder why. Now, back to the plan." Jungkook rolled his eyes, and crossed his arms over his chest, "you walked in on us one time, hyung. That doesn't make us hoes."

Yoongi nodded in agreement, "I second that." The brunette put up a finger, for silence, and glared at us. "One time was enough. I don't think I'll ever be able to look at that desk and that table the same again." The elder shook his head, vigorously, as if he could fling the thoughts out from his mind. "I still shiver just thinking about how contaminated your homes are." Sighing, I shook my head, and gave Hoseok a sympathetic smile, "well, I can say that the coffee table, back at our apartment, still has its purity intact."

Jungkook snapped his fingers, in realization, "that's the last piece of furniture we haven't fucked on, yet!" I sent a scowl towards the younger, "there's a reason for that, and you know it." The other male rolled his eyes, "yeah you said it'll break, but you've said that for the nightstand, and it didn't." I slapped his chest, with my palm, face on fire. "It nearly did," I hissed.

Jimin clearing his throat stopped our little banter, forcing us to meet a room filled with disgusted faces. "I am never visiting your apartment ever again," Hoseok declared, wrinkling his nose. "You guys seriously need to calm down." Jimin sighed, and patted the elder's shoulder, "let's get back to why you called us here, in the first place."

The brunette agreed, immediately, and pulled out a notebook from his bag. "Okay, since Jin and Namjoon are now officially engaged, and their wedding is happening in a couple weeks, I think we should throw them a surprise party, with just the seven of us."

I nodded, slowly, "okay, so where are you thinking we should host it?" Hoseok flipped through his notebook to a certain page, before turning it around to show us what he'd written. "My parents own a few hotels, and they said that we could use a penthouse, from the one in Seoul." The elder pointed a finger at Jungkook, as he flipped to another page in his notebook. "Since Jungkook's mom owns a catering company, I was hoping that you could bring some food." The younger pulled out his phone, "yeah sure, I'll text her now. Let me see that list of food, that you got."

Hoseok passed the notebook over to Jungkook, and looked up at the rest of us. "Okay, now with place and food done, we need to decorate. Who wants to volunteer?" Jimin shrugged, "Yoongi and I can do it." The brunette narrowed his eyes at the couple. "Can I trust you guys not to screw up and get distracted?" Yoongi sighed, and gave the other male a lazy nod. "Promise."

Seemingly satisfied, Hoseok spun his head to look at me. "And you, Taehyung. Do you think you can get them a present?" I notched up an eyebrow, "and say it's from all of us? You better pay your half of the receipt, then." The elder waved his hand, dismissively, "yeah, yeah, as long as you get them a gift, we'll pay you back." Eventually, I nodded, in agreement.

The brunette clapped his hands once, in finalization, "alright then, hoes, let's get started!"

"I said we're not hoes!"

—

Day of the Party

I rushed down the hallway, towards the penthouse, and rang the doorbell, out of breath. Hoseok's scowling face greeted me at the door, as he let me enter. "You're ten minutes late! You missed the whole surprising part." I patted his shoulder, still panting slightly. "Sorry, traffic was terrible." The elder rolled his eyes, "that's the worst excuse ever." I slightly shoved his shoulder, playfully. "I'm not kidding," I grinned. "Don't worry, I'll be able to see them surprised, you can count on that. Be prepared to pay your half of the gift." Hoseok narrowed his eyes at me, suspiciously, "what exactly did you buy?"