Hatching

American Hustle Life pt. 3

The days have been so packed with activities and missions that they barely got time to rest. Through their days, they met new people and were making the best out of everything. They're BTS, so whatever hardships they had, they got through it. Together. 

Today was the second to last day in LA. They were going in thrift stores and street stalls just touring around. No cameras, just the eight of them. 

"Oh! I wanna go in there!" Jungkook points to a thrift shop. It was wasn't small but it was crowded. Namjoon winced at the amount of people in there but in the end, he didn't mind as much. The store had a rock band garage kind of vibe to it, their were guitars handing on walls. The walls painted black and the clothing separated into colors, size and the article of clothing. 

As everyone spread out to look around, Dawa's eyes glued onto an orange electric guitar that was hanging right next to the jackets section. Jin walked over to him, worried. 

"Are you-"

"Hyung... how much do you think that is?" Dawa asked. His eyes were gleaming. Orange was his favorite color and he loved string instruments. The guitar was like candy that Dawa wasn't allowed to eat. It was gleaming, the metallic strings ever so shiny. Around the middle was white, the colors resembled a fox. 

"My guess...1,182,790.00 won..." ($1,000) Jin replied back. He could see how much Dawa wanted to hold it and it almost killed him not to be able to get one for him. 

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When they walked out the sun was just starting to set. It was around 6 pm. 

"Should go somewhere and eat?" Yoongi asked, he looked down at his belly, as if trying to quiet his hunger. 

"Sure." 

They decided to go to Mcdonalds because it was good and cheap. 

"Wait...I think we went the wrong way." Jimin says as he turns the map. 

"No! We went the right way, we turn over there." 

"No, you're wrong look..." Jimin showed where they were supposed to be on the map, Taehyung sighed realizing Jimin was right.

"Hyung, can you ask someone where it is?"

Namjoon shook his head. "You can, I'll tell you what to say. This is good for you." Namjoon taught Taehyung how to ask for directions and Taehyung walked up to a man holding a women's hand. They were laughing at something so Tehyung thought they looked beautiful and kind. 

"Excuse me, uh, which way Mcdonalds?" Taehyung asked. He was nervous and he knew he missed some words but he hoped they understood. 

"Oh, yeah, it's down back that way and then you turn left." The man answered, he smiled as he spoke pointing to the map. 

"Oh, thank you." 

The couple walked away but not that far before they busted out laughing. "Damn, if they were going to come to America, they should at least learn English properly!" The guy yelled out laughing. 

"Which way mcdonalds?" The women immitated Taehyung's voice and accent. Namjoon turned to Dawa. 

"Ignore it." Dawa shook his head. Namjoon was the leader because he knew when to not make a scene, when to peacefully leave. And that was not Dawa. He was all or nothing kind of guy when it came to his anger, he never got angry often which leads to the illusion that he was a collected person. 

'Sorry Namjoon.'

"Sorry mate, but last I checked, America didn't have an official language. And you try learning a second language for once, See how that goes, you git! Bet you can't be arsed to even learn one bloody word." 

The couple's face became sober, they weren't smiling anymore. They both looked at each other, unsure of what to do. The women punched the man urging him to say something. 

"Actually, for your information, he can speck french." The women covered up, giving the man that "just-play-along" look. 

"Oh really, I didn't think so. alors voici une leçon, grandissez parce que vous allez un jour être frappé avec votre attitude. Avez-vous compris que vous pois-cerveau? I didn't think so." Dawa smirked, knowing very well he just made them feel like idiots.

The couple's face looked horrified as if they just saw a psycopath. They just stood their speechless, unsure of what to say. They began to feel stupid for not knowing another langauge and losing a fight to these foreigners who they considered "Aliens." 

"Thanks for bloody ruining my trip." Dawa waved goodbye without even bothering to look back. Now they just felt guilty for being rude and stupid. Their faces turning red from embarrassment. 

The rest of BTS understood what happened because Namjoon explained but not the french part of course. All of them were smiling from ear to ear. Yoongi frowned a bit, unsure if he approved or not. "You know, you're lucky they didn't use violence. People can be crazy." Yoongi spoke, looking at the ground. He couldn't say that he was not angry, as he was little but he was also proud of how Dawa stood up for them. 

"Hyung what did you say in french?" Jimin looks at him, admiration clearly painted in his eyes. 

"Yeah, tell us, I'm curios too!" Jin entered the conversation. 

"I said "then here's a lesson, grow up cause you're going to someday get punched with that attitude of yours. Did you understand that you pea-brain?" It's a rough translation." Dawa explained causing them to laugh. 

"Okay guys, we had our adventure for today let's go eat." Namjoon herded them to Mcdonalds and dispite the couple being rude, he silently thanked them for not giving them false directions.