The Artist and His Muse

Chapter 21

Edited

The two vans pulled up in front of the apartment building and the guys all piled out.

Yoongi gasped and staggered across the sidewalk, clutching a hand to his chest. "Finally. I can breathe." He coughed a few times, yet still managing to hold on to his three bunches of balloons.

Hobi stumbled out of the van with his balloons, rubbing his face. "I don't think I've had this much irritation to my skin since the "No More Dream"era."

"Big babies," mumbled Jin.  He stood on the sidewalk and watched the other guys get out, attempting to disentangle themselves from the mountains of balloons they were trying to carry.  "Ok!  Let's go!"  Suddenly he paused and stared at Jimin.

"Wha..." he said quietly.

Jimin looked away sheepishly. "Sorry, hyung, but I guess a few hit my rings."  Five popped balloons hung pitifully down by his feet. 

Jin sighed heavily and reached up to pinch the bridge of his nose.  "It's fine." He relaxed his face into a smile and turned away, walking towards the apartment. 

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"Oppa," said Jenna from the kitchen.

Taehyung skidded into the kitchen, sliding across the linoleum in his socked feet.  He grabbed her into a back hug and kissed her neck.  "You know, you haven't called me that in like, a million years," he pouted, nuzzling her neck and swaying her back and forth. 

"Pretty sure I just called you that yesterday, but whatever," she teased.  She loved his over-the-top loving attitude.  She would purposely not call him Oppa just to make him act this way when she finally did call him Oppa.  She snuggled back into his arms and set the dish down she was holding. 

"Are you ready to tell them," she asked. 

"Do you think they'll be disappointed," he said softly, his warm breath tickling her ear.

"I know one person will be, at least," she sighed. "Maybe our gift will help." 

"Well, if not,  I guess he will just have to get over it, won't he," he smarted off.

"Kim Taehyung!"  Jenna gasped and then the pair began laughing. 

"You know I don't mean that," he said, still holding her tightly. 

"Yeah, I know."  She glanced up at the clock on the wall.  "They should be here at any time.  I better finish up."  She yawned and started to pull away from Taehyung's embrace.

"Not so fast.  I believe I'm entitled to a little something, something," he said, quickly shifting from cute and adorable to hot and smoldering. 

Jenna laughed nervously.  "What would that be?  I mean, I made breakfast for you today.  I picked out your favorite socks.  You-" Her voice was reduced to mumbles as his lips met hers and soon she had nothing left to say.  Her arms slid up around his neck and she allowed herself to bask in the love this man had for her. 

He pulled away after a moment, looking at her through narrowed eyes.  "Is that all you've got," he teased softly, leaning in closer.

The doorbell rang and the couple groaned quietly.  Jenna looked up at Taehyung and giggled.  "Your members are unequaled in their timing.  Will you get the door?"  She yawned again and turned back to the sink. 

"Babe, are you up to this today?  You look tired." 

"Oppa, I've resigned myself to the fact that I'm going to be tired for the rest of my life.  If I need a little nap I'll go get one, ok?"  She turned back to him with a smile and reached up to give him a quick peck on the cheek.