Third Person's P.O.V :-
Jungkook was aimlessly walking on the dirt path that led out of the back door of the kitchen and towards the garden area, when Jimin spotted him.
"Jungkook?" He called out from afar and ran towards Jungkook when the later didn't answer.
"Jungkook, hey, why aren't you answering?" Jimin asked as he spinned Jungkook around only to see dried tear strains on Jungkook's cheeks and his lips red and bruised as if he had been biting down on them.
Jimin vaguely remembered the doctor told him Jungkook had a lip biting habit whenever he became anxious. That piece of information only made Jimin more worried as he stared at Jungkook.
It seemed like the later was lost in another world, numb to the events of the present, mind somewhere else, his eyes unable to focus on anything or anyone.
"Jungkook?!" Jimin tried shaking him a little hoping to gain his attention,"Look at me, tell me what happened?" Jimin tried again, growing more and more worried by the second.
"I wanna get better" Jungkook whispered in a tiny voice making Jimin sigh in relief. Jungkook was responding, that was great news.
"Of course, you'll get better, Kookie, you're taking your medicines, you're going to therapy sessions, you're listening to your Doctor, you'll recover in no time and then you won't have to depend on medicines or therapy any more!" Jimin cheerfully said, trying to brighten up Jungkook's mood.
"No..I want to become self sufficient" He whispered as he finally looked up at Jimin, his eyes finally focusing on his friend's face,"You said I paint well, can I sell my paintings? Will I get money in exchange? Are they worth anything?" He asked, his voice conveying a sense of urgency as his pupils shook.
"I.. Ye-yeah.." Jimin whispered out, a little taken back by Jungkook's desperate plea for economic stability,"They can fetch you a good amount if you sell to the right party, in fact, I have a colleague back in Seoul who has a passion for collecting artworks, I could send them a few of your works and see what he says" Jimin said in a reassuring voice, a little happy that Jungkook was thinking about becoming independent, looked like a step towards improvement.
"What if he doesn't buy it?" Jungkook asked instead, feeling insecure.
"Even if he doesn't, he can tell us places where the works could be sold and then we'd sell to the buyer offering the best prices" Jimin once again spoke in a comforting voice, getting the message across that everything will work out in their favour in the end.
"O-okay.." Jungkook whispered and calmed down a little,"When do we send the artwork?" He asked instead.
Jimin smiled at the eagerness,"How about right now? You have your paints right? Let's go paint something and send it to him, I can record you painting and send it saying the artwork was done in one setting, that'll definitely earn a speedy reply" He suggested while grinning making Jungkook smile a little.
"Okay, let's go" Jungkook said and tagged along behind Jimin to follow him back to the guest quarters.
He was a little glad that Jimin showed up, until now he was just wondering around aimlessly not knowing where to go and then Jimin showed up and guided him towards his place.
And that applied both metaphorically and literally.
______________________________"What? Are you certain?" Park Jihye asked as she stopped signing the official documents and looked up.
"Yes, mistress, everyone saw Kim Yeoja dragging Taehyung towards their room, some say that they weren't able to make out what was being said inside but there was definitely crying and yelling involved" One of the spies of Park Jihye firmly stated.
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