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[A]IRPORT

"no one is that stupid enough to get themselves confused between the fucking washington state the capital washington d.c," namjoon rolled his eyes and massage his temples. they were on their way going to perform their concert in washington d.c., but the two dumb fucks got confused a.k.a taehyung and jeongguk.

they only have 27 hours to have rehearsals and to get taehyung and jungkook back.

meanwhile, seokjin the oldest, is sitting legs crossed, sipping what he calls "army's tears".

they only have two options; to go to washington and get jungkook and taehyung since they clearly don't understand a word of english or sent a staff to get them and to perform their concert without the two. but the thing is, none of the staffs that they have with them at the moment don't know how to speak english.

"this is ridiculous. i'm just going to take a fucking nap without y'all disturbing me." yoongi dropped dead within the seconds.

"what do we do?" hoseok ask namjoon.

how did they get into this type of situation?

they all were wearing masks and hats. none of their fans knows who they are. yoong is sleeping, hoseok & namjoon is stressing the fuck out, jimin is making calls, and seokjin is relaxing and enjoying himself.

namjoon sighed. he was thinking of buying another plane tickets to washington. they might have to cancel their concert.

"guys, i'm going to washington."

"what are you talking about?" jimin said.

"jungkook and taehyung probably think that they're on their way to d.c. without knowing it. i don't understand why pd-nim didn't put at least one his staff who can at least speaks decent english." these days, he had been having insomnia. last month, he went through a whole week of not sleeping. which kinda freaks yoongi out because the guy loves sleep too much.

"i'm going with you..." seokjin suddenly spoke.

"what?" namjoon raised his eyebrows.

"i have my reasons. i can't tell until i'm there."

"but you have to take care of the kids!"

"they're in their 20's for god's sake." seokjin rolled his eyes, packing his stuff, "kids, yoongi is in charge since he's the oldest but since he's asleep, hoseok is in charge now."

"wait, why not me?" jimin questioned, he puts his phone back into his back pocket.

"now, now don't question the elder. do as you are told," with that, jimin shut his mouth.

meanwhile, with taehyung & jeongguk

"hyung!" jungkook called out to taehyung.

"what is it?"

"are you sure we're in the right airport?" jungkook pointed out to the signs that says "Welcome to Washington!" while showing him his plane ticket that says new york to washington d.c.

"now where's the 'd.c'?"

"i have no idea. you're the one who leads us here." taehyung shrugs, "you said that you know more english than me so obviously you're in charge."

they were about to ask someone who remembered that they don't understand english. great.

namjoon and seokjin

"i can't believe they went to the wrong washington," seokjin buries his head in his hands.

the two were on a plane to washington. which might take 5 hours and 17 minutes.

"We only have ten hours to get there & back. Minus the ten hours and we have only 7 hours of practice. Oh dear lord, please take my soul what did i do in my last life to deserve this suffering."

since they were in first class, the flight attendant ask them if they want anything, they both reply with a no.

jimin & hoseok

"since the hyungs aren't here, i'm going to cuss all i want," jimin said.

"no, you're not. our fans are around here."

"pff... as if they understand korean."

"do anything you want. i don't care," hoseok took a selfie and post it in twitter. a few seconds later, he receives thousands of retweets, comments and likes.

they did not realize that there was someone sitting behind them recording their conversations. bitch, that shit is legal.