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celebrate.

"you and noona are already enough manpower. why am i here?"

yeosang groaned.

he was forced to come along hongjoong and soyeon to help them bring some boxes to grandma kim's sewing shop and to get some materials, too.

"i won't let my girlfriend carry all this." hongjoong claimed, earning a snicker from the girl. "and plus, your house is just two blocks away."

"come on, hyung. i could have been sleeping. and no offense, but a sewing shop?" the chestnut haired boy scrunched his face. "boring."

the male junior hushed his friend. "the less you complain, the sooner it'll be over."

"sorry, yeo." soyeon whispered, to the the younger boy just shook his head, indicating it was no big deal.

"good afternoon, gammie!" the three entered the shop and put down the boxes.

the couple went to the front desk, leaving the brunette, and one thing instantly caught the blue haired boy's eye.

"oh, gammie, your hiring a part timer?"

the old lady hummed in confirmation. "hyuk resigned since he graduated and was scouted as an assistant. it was an amazing opportunity for the boy."

"do you want me to help you send out flyers?" hongjoong asked.

"i can also post it on social media, granma." the girl suggested.

the ageing woman laughed heartily at their concern. "oh, don't bother yourselves. let's get you those cloth before your friend becomes more bored." she whispers the last part.

yeosang aimlessly looked around, waiting for whatever it was his friends needed help with.

his head tilted towards a golden brown suit you which reminded him of fried chicken. he silently laughed to himself, thinking that he should study the clothes better.

he turned his body abruptly, not having enough time to dodge the boxes someone was holding.

the boxes landed on the floor and yeosang's eyes widened at the panicking girl.

"oh, my god. i'm so sorry." he immediately crouched down and took everything that was scattered.

the shy girl was about to take the boxes from but yeosang only continued to stare at her. she tapped his arm, hoping for him to let go.

"huh? oh, um, yeah, i'll carry them. where?" he adjusted the not-so-heavy boxes to hand it easier.

she pointed at hongjoong while looking down.

"oh, this must be what they're letting me help them with." he smiled, but the girl only looked down and bowed.

how could they let this tiny creature bring all these heavy(not) materials? he questions in his head.

"hyung!" he called as he walked towards them, beaming. "why have you never invited me to gammie's shop before?"

"but you just-"

"are these the things?" the brunette cut off, making the older boy suspicious but he answered anyway.

"yes." hongjoong says, but then his brows furrowed in confusion. "but why are they scattered?"

"that's my fault. they made a small girl handle all this and i bumped into her." he explained. "which, by the way, was so adorable."

"are you talking about byeol?" the grandma asked. "i mean, she's basically the second owner of the shop."

yeosang let's out an 'ooh', getting more interested. "gammie! can i try applying?"

the question made hongjoong and soyeon's eyes almost pop out of their sockets.

"why, of course!" the woman chirped. "do you have any experience with sewing?"

"not really." the sophomore says. "but i can do labor work! i don't see anyone around and i don't think two beautiful ladies should be alone in here." yeosang wink, making the grandma kim laugh.

"i like your spirit!" she cheered once she calmed down. "don't worry, i'll have byeol help you teach the basics of tailoring."

"he can also be your model!" soyeon exclaimed.

"so, so, can i start tomorrow?" yeosang bounced on his feet.

"we'll still have to talk about your schedule."

"i'll take the times byeol comes in!" he insisted.

"what has gotten into you?" hongjoong threateningly whispered, fortunately not heard by his grandmother.

"are you sure? she works pretty often."

"positive. i only live two block away, and my mom will be happy i got a job instead of laying around all day." he informed them.

"alright, kid! come back here tomorrow so we can discuss more." gammie grinned. "for now, you should all get home. it's getting late."

"okay. bye, gammie." hongjoong kissed hus grandmother's cheek.

"thank you so much for your help, grandma kim." soyeon bowed in gratitude.

"anytime, darlings."

"see you tomorrow, gammie! you, too, byeol!" yeosang waves at them, earning a chuckle from the old lady and a blush from the other.

he was in a completely different mood stepping out than when he went in.

"i thought sewing shops were boring." the older boy raised arched an eyebrow at his friends who looked like he had just been hit by cupid's arrow.

"that was thirty minutes ago. people change, hyung." yeosang says all knowingly.

"go home, yeo." the older boy calmly demands.

"and you take noona home safely." he began walking away. "make sure those tiny legs don't fail you!"

soyeon giggles at their teasing. "yeah, joong. make sure those tiny legs don't fail you." she mimicked the disappearing boy.

hongjoong cutely glared at her. "you're tinier than me."

-

"how did your hangout with yeona go?" wooyoung's voiced echoed.

"she's so pretty."

when soyeon entered the house after kissing her boyfriend goodbye, she saw two boy sitting on their couch.

"okay, but how did the hangout-" the silver haired tried again only to get,

"i'm so lucky." as a response from the blonde.

the culinary major gave a little glare. "are you guys-"

"i can't wait to be her boyfriend."
yunho says with the most lovestruck eyes.

"you know what, i'm done." wooyoung held his hands up as a sign of surrender, seeing that he can't seem to get anything that make sense from his tall friend. "jihae, any movies you want to watch?"

"mhm." the girl hummed mindlessly, eyes glued to her phone.

"you invited us here. be a proper host." the metallic haired boy groaned.

"sorry, woo." jihae giggled.

just when they were about to take the remote, they heard a yell coming from upstairs. sounds of thudding footsteps soon followed.

"you guys won't believe this!" jungkook screamed at them.

"woah, chill. what is it?" soyeon asked, as she opened the fridge.

"a fucking agent just contacted me and said he wants me to get drafted!" the senior shares the news, and everyone in the room immediately went to their feet to hug him.

"congrats, hyung!"

"you deserve it!"

"i'm so proud of you, kookie!"

"this is legit, right?"

jungkook chuckled at their reactions. "yep! a guy named bang sihyuk from bighit."

"bighit?! you mean, where the legendary basketball team, bangtan, is from?" wooyoung almost had stars in his eyes.

the eldest nodded again, earning more squeals. "this requires a celebration, right?"

"ooh, your treat?" jihae wiggled her eyebrows at her brother.

"well, i kind of invited lisa and the guys for a before we get to old to party party." jungkook lets out a breathy laugh. "you know, before we graduate."

"then, the three of us shall celebrate tomorrow!" jihae cheered. "i'm guessing this is you allowing us to have a sleepover at wooyoung's?"

"can you guys?" the eldest requested.

"of course!" wooyoung exclaimed. "soyeon noona, wanna join us?"

"i might bother you guys."

jihae booed. "not at all!"

"yeah, we'll even invite hongjoong hyung for you!" the silver haired boy persuaded which worked. "i'll call him right now!"

wooyoung took out his phone, and it only took a few push of buttons and rings for the boy on the other line to pick up.

"yes, hyung! would you like to sleepover my place? soyeon noona will be there."

a pout slowly appeared on wooyoung's but a sly grin quickly replaced it. "that's too bad. jihae can't make it so noona will be the only girl here and-"

the culinary major pulled a phone away from his ear when he heard beeping. he faced them with a smile. "he'll be there."

"invite more people!"







a/n: i'm so sorry for the late updated:(( been occupied with school works but it's our Christmas break now, so i might write more!

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