Jungkook comes barreling in through the open doors of Yoongi's studio, "Someone vandalized the mural!" He was out of breath and a stressed expression on his face, Yoongi stood up immediately to follow him.
"Did you tell Marie yet?" Was the first thing out of his mouth.
"Don't worry about it," Jungkook mumbled and kept running towards their painting.
Yoongi stopped, "Of course I'm worried about it!" He yells, turning around to start running in the opposite direction to her apartment.
"You stubborn headed-" Jungkook blocks his hyung's path, "Go to the mural, I will go get her."
When he arrives, he sees the crowd and his heart sinks, it's going to be bad, pushing his way through the crowd. Preparing himself for the worst, he shoved himself through the last person, and stumbles into the clearing in front of the painting.
Silence ensues.
Yoongi stays sitting on the ground where he fell, just staring at his untouched painting. Nothing is different. Why is he here?
"Yoongi!" Marie's frantic voice shouts from the back of the crowd, he can hear the grunts of people she runs into, shoving her way through. "Yoon-" She falls silent, standing next to the man on the ground and just stares.
A moment passes.
"Oh my-" Marie lets out a squeal so loud it shocks Yoongi out of his slump.
"What is it?!" He rushes to stand up and follow her line of sight. She points to the corner, and there it is, a concrete plaque.
The silence from Yoongi begins again as he reads it, their names etched into the block along with the small description that they provided to their art teacher during the concept meeting. The mural is now a permanent part of the schools landscape.
Marie was still jumping behind him, wrapping her arms around him, giving him a hug, "They're giving us a scholarship!" She says happily.
Yoongi blinks; once, twice. "Where is Jungkook?" He breathes, scarily calm about the whole situation.
"He went back to his dorm-" She pauses, "Are you mad at him for pranking us?" She giggles. With her arms still wrapped around the man, she squeezes him a bit tighter, "You should be happy, look at our beautiful painting, we're getting money!"
The infectious personality of his partner, his mood begins to lighten, "I guess that is one way to look at it..." He turned in her arms to face her, returning the hug.
"Aren't you happy, Yoon?"
"So happy." He mumbles, pressing his lips into Marie's temple.
"So happy this bought me back to you."
