The artist and his muse (Namkook)

Chapter 10: Wildflower

Several emails of acceptance were piled up in the inbox without any correspondence as the receiver was waiting for the one from Daylight Academy. He didn't have any intention to go back to that place, but he needs the satisfaction of having the chance to see the person he is craving for past 3 years.

One after the other, the other after another, paintings were sold like hot cakes. Each one of them were a treat to the eyes. The academy was way profiting way too much from Namjoon's paintings, but to Namjoon those were just money. He kept painting flowers, live sceneries, still objects, even human figures but nothing could give him peace or happiness. He was madly searching for the perfect painting that would bring solace to his burning heart but nothing did.

Do you even remember me?
Have you found someone else?
Do you ever think of the moments we shared?
Have you ever wanted to see me again?

These were the only questions wandering in the artist's mind. He kept revisiting the memories, but he is dying to have at least a glance of the boy he is still in love with. He is all over his heart and mind, he wishes to see the boy again so that he can keep him locked in his heart forever.

"It's 25th already, the last date of registration is on 28th, Jungkook." Iseul informed his friend who hasn't yet registered anywhere for his upcoming internship in final year of masters program.
"I will, still three days left."
Their conversation was interrupted by a notification alert on Jungkook's phone.

Dear Jeon Jungkook,

We thank you for taking your time out to consider our company for summer internship, but currently we are not managing the masters internship programs.

Yoo Bo-hyun
Director of Arts Department
Daylight Academy

The phone fell off the owner's hand which was quickly picked up by his friend.
"What happened? Take this." He put the phone back on the owner's hand who was just standing looking at the space.
"I will apply for the HIC academy today."
"Good choice Jungkook."

It's been few months now and Jungkook is working at HIC academy as an intern, but his heart is stuck somewhere else no matter however he tries to keep himself engaged. He is now waiting at the bus stop to catch some public transportation to head back home after a tiring day. While waiting he came across the pictures of the guy that his sister was trying to set him up with. He looked decent, so he thought of taking a chance to move on from Namjoon. What if this guy turns out to be the one for him!

So-yoon was more than happy about Jungkook wanting to go on a date with her brother in law's friend and set the date for next Saturday. She personally took the styling in her hands and made her brother wear a white t-shirt under a blue denim jacket along with a pair of black denims.

The brush holder fell on the floor accidentally by the destructive large hands of an artist who mostly spends his nights at the home studio now. This has been going on for a long time now. The quiet bedroom keeps evoking the special moments he spent with his love in his arms, so he prefers the studio now. While picking up the brush holder, he found a broken bottle. It wasn't just any normal thing, it was that indigo bottle Jungkook arranged for him with so much difficulties.

He picked up the broken pieces which cut mildly through the skin of his palms and fingers, but he is not ready to let go of the pieces that have someone's memory latched onto it. He hissed in pain, but that didn't stop him collecting the pieces together to put them in an empty box. A buzz on the doorbell made him leave the room to check.

A rain soaked figure was standing at the door with arms wrapped around its own body due to shivers. Two pairs of eyes met and that was the end of time for the sanity the artist has been managing to keep intact. His bleeding hands covered in the colour of indigo caught the shivering figure's attention whose eyes started filling up with tears.

"Namjoon hyung!"
"Jungkook!"

They both granted the presence of each other at the same time. Namjoon forgot all about the pain and wanted to pull the younger closer but he has no right to do it. It was difficult to behave all formal with him, but he has no authority to get closer. Jungkook stepped inside the apartment taking Namjoon's wounded hands in his own.

"How did you hurt yourself?"
"Was picking up some broken pieces."
"Let me get your wounds cleaned."

Jungkook didn't hesitate to open the cabinet drawer where Namjoon keeps the first aid box. Even if he entered the place after 3 long years, it seemed the same to the younger. He took out the box and checked if necessary medical items were there.

"Can you please sit on the couch." Namjoon followed and the younger knelt down on the floor.
"How many times have you hurt? Didn't I ask you to wear gloves while cleaning?" Jungkook asked dabbing some medicinal cleansing soaked cotton on the cut marks.
"Nothing hurt more than you did." Namjoon didn't mean to accuse the boy, he just wanted to let him know how his absence has changed the man's life.

Jungkook bandaged the right high which had more cuts and put a bandaid on the left one which had lesser injuries without uttering a single word.

"You're all set."
"Why did come here, Jungkook?"

This made the addressed boy lower his gaze and fiddle his fingers to find an answer.

"I don't know hyung. All I know is that I was supposed to go a date with a guy my sister set me up with and reached the cafe. I was standing outside the cafe one moment and the very next moment I was standing outside your apartment."
"Wouldn't he be waiting for you?"

"My sister called me, I said I cannot cheat on my man."

Namjoon didn't care about his hands anymore, he just sat up and grasped on Jungkook's waist with all his strength as this time be was determined not to let him go no matter what. The younger gasped when his mouth was sealed by a pair of lips crashed onto his. He lifted his arms to put them around the elder's neck and was pulled closer by the pair of hands on his waist. Namjoon slowly kissed the tears away from the beautiful face of the boy he is in love with.

타는 불꽃에서 들꽃으로
소년에서 영원으로
나 이 황량한 들에 남으리
아 언젠가 나 되돌아가리
저 하늘에 흩어질래
Light a flower, flowerwork

- Kim Namjoon

Translated:
From a burning flame to a wild flower
From a boy to eternity
I will remain in these desolate fields
Ah, someday I will go back
I want to scatter into the sky
Light a flower, flowerwork

Translation courtesy: https://bts-trans.tumblr.com

It would be vague to say Jungkook didn't realise his love for Namjoon until he left him, but his love grew with time. He didn't have any contact with the elder, till it grew uncultivated just like a wildflower. Their hearts were never deserted as the perennial feelings kept the field overflowed. In their unconscious state of mind, they both knew they had to go back to the day they started. Their love will always remain dispersed in different forms throughout their journey of life.

Jungkook woke up next morning in the arms of his man who was still sound asleep. It was bizarre that the pain in his lower body felt more comforting than the lonely mornings. He pecked on Namjoon's lips who attached their naked bodies together under the blanket without opening his eyes.

"Good morning Jungkook."
"Good morning hyung."
"I'm sorry for last night."
"Then be sorry for every night."
"I think I will need a permanent authorisation for that."
"What do you mean, hyung?"
"My parents will be talking to your family for it."

_______________The End_______________

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