For You ✔️

Chapter 09

'What to do.. What to do?' I mumbled to myself. I was bored to death. 'Kook free day' was killing me.

I cleaned the basement. I can't believe boredom could bring out the best in me.

To further enjoy myself, I smashed a lot of useless stuffs there. It was fun. Letting out all the frustrations, sadness, it felt good.

I took out his drawing sheets and started drawing. Last night I told him that I might take his drawing stuffs to kill my boredom. I just let my mind draw whatever it felt like. Atlast I ended up drawing him. His sparkling doe eyes, uneven lips with that small beautiful mole right at the center below his lower lips. His ears with all the piercings and his messy long hair that reaches a little down to his earlobe. His eyes were always my favourite.

I sat their gazing at the final result until I heard the car. I quickly shoved away his stuffs and took the painting to the basement narrowly escaping before they entered. I doubt if he saw me. Anyways I rolled and kept it safe on the table in the basement.

''How was your day?'' We were sitting in his room like always, catching up with stuffs.

''It was boring until Jimin hyung and Taehyungie hyung took me to the this nice hotel that opened up yesterday. The food was amazing. I will take you there once.'' He suddenly stopped, regretting what he just said.

''It's okay. I'm happy you guys enjoyed it though. How did you all know each other?''

''We all went to the same school and college. They were my seniors but we stayed in the hostel rooms and then apartments. Now in the same house. My mom died when I was a kid and my dad remarried. And that made my life miserable. They were the ones who gave me the strength and support like a family would. So they are the only ones who matter to me now.''

''I wish I had someone like you guys too.''

''Well you have me.'' He smiled while booping my nose. ''And I'm gonna make you happy.''

I felt my cheeks heating up. I quickly looked down avoiding his eyes.

''Ohh my.....I can't believe my Ara is blushing.'' He giggled scrunching his nose trying to lift my head.

I composed myself to avoid the embarassment and tried to change the topic. ''Jin cooks really good, doesn't he? It always looks mouthwatering.''

''Yeahh, he's the best ever. And he loves to do it too. Suga hyung is the only other who can cook really well. Namjoon hyung is restricted from the kitchen, because of his destructive nature.'' He started laughing as he laid back to the bed with his hands behind his head, flexing his biceps.

Ok it's my cue to stop this conversation.

''Its getting late. Go and take a bath atleast.''

''Noo, I'll go later. I'm too lazy to get up from this comfortable position.'' He pouted.

''Ok kid, then let me help you.'' I tried lifting him up from the bed. I know he's strong but he's fighting with the wrong person. I am stronger, hun. I lifted him by pulling his arms, causing us to tumble a few steps backwards. His hands wrapped around my waist and mine around his broad shoulder, making us get lost in each other's eyes.

A thud from the other room woke me up from the trance. I pushed him away and directed him to the bathroom door.

Phew that was close. I wiped away my imaginary beads of sweat from my forehead.
Oooh camera. Lemme check the photos he took.

''I'm checking your camera.'' I yelled. I heard him mumbling something. Whatever it was I didn't understand and I don't mind either. I shrugged it off.

Let's see what's in here. There were a lot of pictures of the guys. Jin's cooking, Suga working on his computer, Namjoon reading (I always had a hunch he's a bookworm), Hobi dancing, Jimin and Tae playing.

Then he had a lot of landscape photography, and pictures of random people talking, playing, having fun.

The next one caught my attention, it was taken from an album. A young lady holding a little kid on her lap. I recognised that was Jungkook, so the other must be his mother. She was beautiful. Next one was him with her in a park, playing around. He was so cute and he still is though. I swiped to the next one, this one was taken in a street, shops filled on either side of the narrow paved path. A little girl gleaming with joy as she licked on the icecream in her small hand. She was looking at the paintings on the shop wall, pointing to the unicorn. The next thing I saw widened my eyes in surprise. The bracelet, that bracelet. I looked down at the one clinging onto my wrist. It was the exact same thing wrapped around her small wrist.