The Artist and His Muse

Chapter 43

Jungkook had become a little conscious somewhere around when Jimin was talking about him being pretty depressed. He kept his eyes shut and just listened to his friend talk to Yeon Ah. He was loving the feeling of her hand in his hair and it was doing funny things to his stomach.

When Jimin gave his parting advice on Jungkook's unfortunate sleeping habit, he decided then and there to have a little fun. He waited till Jimin was gone a few minutes before stirring. He felt her hand pause on his head and he had to work hard to keep from smiling at his naughty little plan.

He reached his hands up and started to pluck at the arm of his shirt, trying to pull his arm through the sleeve. He heard a slight gasp and a mumbled, "Oh, no, no, no." Her voice sounded a little nervous as she gently grabbed his hand and tried to stop him from pulling it out of his shirt.

Jungkook decided to take his plan to the next level.

He slowly returned back to his resting state, lulling her into a false sense of security. She let out a small, relieved sigh and settled back against the arm of the couch. He chose this moment to strike. He slowly slid his arm down his stomach to his belt buckle and began to fiddle with it, groaning and pretending to sound frustrated that he couldn't get it undone with one hand.

He heard Yeon Ah gasp behind him and her hands began moving around frantically. "Jungkook! Oh, no. Jungkook! Wake up! No, no! Don't take off your belt! Oh no! It's undone..." Her voice had dead panned and he finally couldn't hold his giggle in any longer. He quickly rolled onto his back and looked up at her, grinning mischievously.

She was still staring, horrified, at his belt buckle laying loosely. Finally she noticed him staring up at her and she gasped. She blushed a dozen shades of red and looked away from him.

"Yeon Ah," he said with a hint of naughtiness in his voice, "just what were you staring at?"

Her eyes snapped back to his and she whacked his shoulder firmly. "You! Hurry, get up.  I can't feel my legs." She was clearly flustered and it made him giggle all the more. "Also, you need to redress yourself." She swallowed hard and blinked repeatedly, trying to keep her eyes averted from him.

He slowly sat up from his spot, feeling a bit stiff from the position he had been laying in. "Redress? It's just a belt. I promise my pants would not have fallen off." He laughed at her face blushing even more red after his words.

Suddenly she realized he had been pulling a joke on her. "Just how long were you awake?" She eyed him suspiciously.

"Since Jimin made it his job to tell you I was getting depressed or something. I heard him allude to my sleeping habit when he left so I thought I would just play a joke on you. Also, I won't apologize for that because I haven't laughed that much in a while." He giggled again and reached over to poke her nose. "You're adorable."

She huffed and quickly got up off the couch, forgetting about her numb lower extremities. "Ooohhhh!" She slowly crumpled to the floor. Jungkook rushed to her and picked her up and sat her back down on the couch.

"You're so heavy when you're sleeping," she groaned, rubbing and hitting her legs to try and get feeling back in them.

"You should have woke me up a long time ago," he said, laughing softly. "I could rub them for you if you want," he said with a wink, making her gasp and blush all over again.

"I don't think so! I can wake them up myself!"

He laughed and sat down on the opposite end of the couch, watching her struggle to get her legs back in working order. "Sorry for using you as my pillow." He grinned.