Purple || MYG

Kiss

    "So after the museum we're going out to dinner at the place I found online that had great reviews. Is that okay with you or does Yoongi want you back by a certain time?" He smirked as I rolled my eyes.
    "Yoongi doesn't own me despite what he thinks. I'm a big girl I can make my own decisions." Bangchan laughed as we pulled up to a large marble building.

    The museum was calm and serene. Very few people scattered about the halls, some gazing at art trying to understand the meaning, some whispering quietly to others about their opinions and some perched on a spot on the floor with a sketchbook in hand tryna to copy the same artwork in their own books.
Bangchan and I wandered about occasionally discussing some paintings and statues before he grabbed my hand and led me down a dimly lit corridor. I stared at our intertwined hands as he led me to the next exhibit. He didn't usually act on his feelings. I've known how he's felt about me for some time now but he knew that I didn't feel the same so him holding my hand is a bit startling.
    "I think this might be my favorite piece so far." My gaze traveled upwards to a large painting hung on the wall. My eyes widened at the sight. There on the wall on a large canvas in a gorgeous ornate golden frame was a painting of me. I remember that photoshoot, it was for a magazine that was going for a Victorian era look. I sat perched on a red velvet couch looking away from the camera, a very large and intricate dress fitted tightly around my body. I looked around the room and found other paintings and sculptures of artists I've seen or heard of.
    "What is this?" I walked closer to another painting of me that was a bit smaller that the other.
    "I found out that a local high school had a project for their art class, they got to create a piece of their favorite celebrity to be displayed here for a few months. A contest is currently being held and the whoever's piece gets the most votes gets a full ride scholarship to an art school of their choice."
    "But why me? There's so many of me. It's overwhelming." My eyes teared up at the way these adolescents had captured everyone so well and how they put their entire being into creating art of someone they looked up to.
    "You're a lot more well liked and known that you think Alex. You need to stop doubting yourself." Bangchan had tilted my chin up and stared into my eyes. A heat rushed to my cheeks and I was sure by the smile he gave that they turned a deep shade of pink. He pulled me over to a table where a few people stood.
    "Oh my gosh. You're Bora Moon!" I smiled at the young girl who stood starry eyed in front of the ballot table.
    "Did you paint this piece?" I pointed to a small printed picture of the large painting of me that I saw and she nodded her head. I smiled and took a ballot and voted for her piece and slipped in the box in front of her.
    "Do you have any of your other works here with you now?" She silently took out her sketchbook and shakily handed it to me. I flipped through the pages and admired her work for awhile. I found a sketch of the same painting on the last page. Bangchan smiled and handed me a pen.

To the girl with the amazing gift,

    Never stop following your dreams and keep creating beautiful art. I look forward to seeing more of your work in museums in the future.

-Love, Bora Moon

    I closed the sketchbook and handed it back to the girl who was now crying.
    "Thank you so much! I've always wanted to meet you. Your story inspired me. I came from a family of brown eyes too and when I was born my family tried to hide the fact that mine were blue so I lived hidden most of my life."
    "You'll do great I know it. Thank you for choosing me as your inspiration, it means a lot to me to know that I have people just like you supporting me." I bowed at the girl before hugging her and having Bangchan take our picture.
    "We have to go or we'll be late for the restaurant." I nodded my head and hugged the girl one more time before waving goodbye.
    Once inside the car I let my guard down. The tears fell and I tried to dap them away to not ruin my makeup.
     "That was amazing to watch." I could only nod my head at him as he smiled at me.

    Time flew through the rest of the night and before I knew what was happening I was stumbling up the front steps of our cabin with Bangchan laughing and trying to hold up my drunken self.
    "Alex not trying to be rude but you're a lot heavier than you look." We laughed as I almost fell but he caught me.
    "Thats meannnn. You're supposed to be my friend Channie." I slurred as I gripped onto his suit jacket.
    "You are really drunk aren't you? You're not going to remember shit tomorrow." He shook his head as he stopped us in front of the door.
    "Alex look at me." I turned my head and smiled wide at the man in front of me.
    "I'm only doing this in hopes you won't remember it tomorrow. I know you love Yoongi. It kills me to see you loving him. I wish every day that you would look at me with those same beautiful violet eyes that shine when you look at him. But after tonight I'll give up. I can't compete with someone who's had your heart for years and is in your life every day. So this is my goodbye Bora." I couldn't react as Bangchans lips lightly pressed against mine. I was too drunk to realize what was going on before it was too late. The sound of the front door swinging open caused him to pull away and I felt the buzz I had disappearing.
    "What the actual fuck are you doing?!" Why did it have to be Yoongi and why did it have to be now that he opened the door. Why is the world always against me.
    "I'd advise you to get off this property before I lose my temper and ruin the pretty face or yours." I stood wide eyed and still in a state of shock as I watched Bangchan scoff and go to leave.
    "I'll see you around gorgeous." He waved at me without looking back. After his car was gone Yoongi gripped my arm and tried pulled me inside. I tripped over my feet and ended up falling over the threshold scraping my knee and hand in the process.
    "What happened to just friends Alex?! Why the fuck were you two kissing?! Is it fun to play with my heart?! Is this a fucking game to you?! If I hadn't of walked out when I did you two would probably be on your way back to his hotel or some shit-"
    "Hyung."
    "No she needs to hear this shit!"
    "Yoongi stop now." Namjoons leader voice caught his attention. He stopped pacing and finally looked at the others surrounding us and finally realized the position I was in. On the floor leaned against the front door, blood was running down my leg from where my knee hit the step and my palm was scraped and raw from trying to catch myself. I was still too drunk to process what was happening so all I could do was cry at Yoongi yelling at me. I couldn't even process his words I was so out of it.
    "Alex? Why are you bleeding?" Yoongi crouched down and tried to inspect the wound but I flinched away from him. Yelling always did bother me but I thought I grew out of it, I guess being drunk brought back the panic I felt at someone raising their voice at me. His face turned scared at the sight of me bleeding in front of him and flinching away.
    "Jin take her to our room and clean her up would you? Yoongi go get her some comfy clothes I'm bunking with you and Alex will stay with Jin. I think it's best you just stay away from her for now." Namjoons leader aura was in full force as Yoongi just nodded his head and did what he was told. Jungkook picked me up and carried me to Jins bed and helped get the first aid kit. The other 3 who were silent watching the scene only stood in the doorway as Jin cleaned up the scrapes and put bandages over them.
    "Here noona. I have your clothes." I nodded my head at Jimin who rarely ever called me noona and tried to stand to go change. But of course nothing was easy and my drunkenness had come back in full swing. I stumbled and fell against Jin who sat me back on the bed.
    "Great. She's too drunk to even change her own clothes. I'm going to clean the makeup off her face but I'm not changing her clothes. That's not in my job description." Jin threw his hands up as he went to the bathroom and came back to wash my face. I giggled as the cold makeup wipe touched my face.
    "Uhhh I don't think it would be best for our maknae to do it either." Hoseok pointed to a blushing Jungkook who was aggressively trying to straighten his pants out.
    "Jesus Kook control yourself!" Jin yelled as he shook his head.
    "I can't help it it's not my fault!" The youngest scowled as he left the room cursing.
    "I'll do it, as much as I know Yoongi is going to hate this, I've seen her naked before and she's drunk and hurt anyways. I'll change her quick and we can all go to bed." Taehyung sighed as Jin and Namjoon exchanged looks. The leader shrugged and dragged the others out of the room.
    "Alright Alex, we're just going to change your clothes really quick so try to make this easy on me." I giggled at Taehyung crouched in front of me as he lifted my dress.
    "Fuck Alex, why do you have to be wearing lace now of all times?" Taehyung cursed as he tried to look away and slipped Alexs clothes on her. He exhaled and stood up away from her as she giggled and flopped on the bed.
    "Get some sleep beautiful it's going to be a long day tomorrow." Taehyung sighed as he readjusted his hardening member as he tucked in the drunk girl and left the room.