Chapter 51; Making the basket

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A few days passed, and soon enough Namjoon got a call from Jaebeom from the store, informing him that he could come pick everything up. He had thanked the male and ended the call, grabbing his car keys and after a moment of thinking grabbed his sunglasses too, putting them on and turning the little sign hanging on the door of the shop, the 'closed' mark now facing the customers walking by.

He had started his car and driven off. Straight to the place of his little friend, although he wasn't that little anymore. Over the past time he had grown a bit, being almost as tall as himself now. Namjoon knew there was a chance he'll be called the little one in a while, but for now he enjoyed being taller.

When he arrived at the familiar neighbourhood he pulled up to the right house, turning the engine off. He sighed and opened the door to get out. He walked up to the front door and ringed the bell. He could hear the sound through the door and in a minute or two it opened.

"Hyung?" Taehyun said. "What are you doing here this early?" He asked. The boy looked like he just got out of bed, his brown hair a mess and eyes droopy. His lips formed a pout and he lifted a hand to rub at his face. The older knew it was kind of early to be standing in his doorway, but he also knew that he'd be upset if he told him the news any later.

"Good morning to you too." He chuckled with a smile. "They called, we can pick up the basket."

Once the younger heard those words his eyes widened, and he abruptly ran away from the door and towards the stairs. "I'll be back in a minute!!" He yelled over his shoulder as his footsteps echoed through the hall. He had left the door wide open for the older who smiled at him and stepped inside.

It didn't take the brunette long to get ready, and soon he was back downstairs, now dressed in black jeans with a white top and a lime jacket on top of it, a chain dangling around his neck. "Let's go!" He smiled widely and they were on their way only minutes after.

The road wasn't that busy, luckily, so they got there faster than the first time. When they stepped inside the wood store Jackson greeted them again with a huge smile plastered on his face, seemingly happy to see them again but Namjoon didn't know if it was because of them or because of the deal Taehyun had made with him.

"Hello! Welcome to- ouch!"

As soon as he started to speak a little ball of paper hit the back of his head, and they looked over his shoulder to see Jaebeom smirking, looking proud of what he did. Jackson turned around with a pout on his lips.  "Hyuung!"  He whined while rubbing at his head, ruffling up his hair.  "Stop doing that!"

The older just rolled his eyes and ignored him, turning to Namjoon and telling him his order was ready. As Taehyun talked to a sad Jackson he explained that they couldn't make the basket in the store, so they would have to do it at home. Namjoon had shrugged it off, telling him it was okay and after they had paid - Jackson having a smile again when they paid him instead of Jaebeom - they went back on their way home.

It didn't look like a big deal at first, but that proved itself to be wrong.

When they got back home they carried everything inside and soon enough they were standing in the living room with their hands on their hips. The couch was pushed aside and they moved the table to the kitchen to make room in the middle for al the wood and screws.

"Do you have any idea where to start?" Namjoon asked him. The answer to that was no, he didn't. He didn't even know the name of the wood, or what kind any of the screws were. If you asked him, he'd probably respond with 'its brown' or 'they're thingies to build things with'. He shook his head. "Not really. You?" He asked back, glancing up at the older briefly. The man also shook his head. "No clue."

There was a lot of wooden pieces, and it didn't look like it formed a basket but Taehyun was more than willing to try.

He exhaled and stepped forward, grabbing two pieces of wood which seemed like they might belong together. At the same time they didn't, but he took the gamble. He put them together and for a moment it looked like they fit, but then Namjoon stepped in and shook his head.  "They don't connect at this spot."

Taehyun looked to where the older's finger was pointing, and he found himself agreeing upon seeing the slit between the pieces that wasn't supposed to be there. He sighed and tossed the pieces back to the floor. "Well do you have a better idea?"  He asked him then, lifting an arm and brushed his fingers through his hair, getting some loose strands out of his eyes. Namjoon bend down and grabbed another piece. He scanned the room for something that he thought might fit and then walked over to it.

But after trying he found out that they didn't.

Then Taehyun spotted something laying under something what seemed to be some sort of tool to fasten the screws with. He walked over to it and picked it up. It was a piece of paper, and once he unfolded it he saw that it were the instructions.

"Hyung look!"  He said, holding the piece of paper up for the older to see. He smiled and immediately approached him, wanting to take a look at it too. Taehyun let his eyes read over it, but he never really used instructions like this before, he found them a bit vague. He frowned and Namjoon sighed.  "Let me look."  He said and grabbed the piece of paper from the brunette's hands.

He read over it and then he looked around the room, looking for something. He hummed, pointing at a piece of wood.  "Get me that."  He told the younger once he located it. Taehyun silently walked over to it while Namjoon searched for another piece. It appeared to be at his feet, so he bend down and grabbed it.

This might work out after all.

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