The Artist and His Muse

Chapter 50 - Epilogue

Jungkook was busy removing the cuff links from his dress shirt.  He seemed to not notice the woman in the corner of the room staring him down with a small smile on her lips.   He laid the cuff links down on the small table inside the room and proceeded to unbutton his shirt.   He paused and turned to grab his plain clothes from off a hook on the wall, then glanced over at the woman and smirked.

"Excuse me, miss, but if you're going to just keep staring at me like that, I'll have to charge you a fee."  He turned and walked slowly over to her and she began to feel flustered.  She glanced around nervously for anything to make her suddenly too busy to be bothered by him.

She failed. 

A hand came to rest on the wall beside her face.  "I would ask if you like what you see, but I can tell by your face that you do."  His free hand reached up and unbuttoned another button on his shirt.  She swallowed and tried to tear her eyes away.  It was like a train wreck.  She couldn't look away.

She finally looked up into his face, silently cursing that smirk of his.  "Jungkook-ssi, you are entirely too full of yourself."  She knew her cheeks were flaming red and she hated the fact she was such a transparent person. 

"Back to formalities are we?  I thought I cured you of that nasty habit a long time ago," he murmured, coming dangerously closer to her lips.  His eyes fixated on them and the air became quite tense between them.

Yeon Ah felt a moment of bravery overcome her and she reached one hand up and grabbed his face, squeezing his two cheeks together.  "Did I ever tell you that I just wuv your wittle, bunny cheeks," she said in a cute voice, trying to hold back her giggles.

His eyes sparkled and he lapsed into giggles himself.  "You'll pay for that later," he muttered, leaning close and giving her a quick peck on the lips.  "I'm going to change in the other room as part of your punishment.  No feasting with your eyes just yet."  He cocked one eyebrow at her and with a smug smirk he sauntered off into the small room attached to the one they were in.  He shut the door and Yeon Ah relaxed, laughing and holding her face. 

She drug herself over to the wall of mirrors and tables and attempted to unzip the large, white dress.   She sighed in defeat, throwing her arms down to her sides.  It had taken Jenna, Sara, and Eun Mi to help her get it on and properly fastened.  She took a few more moments to observe her profile in the dress.  She didn't plan to wear it ever again after today. 

She smiled as she remembered Jungkook's face as he saw her father escorting her down the aisle.  He had instinctively rubbed the end of his nose and grinned widely.  Bangtan had all turned to watch her walk in and had immediately turned to him and given him a unanimous thumbs up.  Those guys...

She laughed at the memory from just a short time ago.  She had giggled slightly when Jungkook had ducked his head in embarrassment at their behaviors.  As she got closer to him she saw his eyes glistening with some unshed tears.  She had never imagined him to be so emotional.  As her father left her in Jungkook's hands, she felt him grasp onto her hands tightly and he spoke something softly to her. 

"You're stunning."

The rest of the ceremony had gone well with only Hobi and Jin breaking into sobs once.  Yoongi had the misfortune of sitting between them and was quite unimpressed at their antics. 

Little TK had been able to walk the rings up to his uncle without falling at all.  He had become quite steady on his little feet.  His curly hair flopped with every step and the entire room full of guests were overwhelmed by his cuteness.  On his way back down to his parents, he shot a thumbs up to Jimin who almost fell out of his chair laughing at the little guy.  Taehyung scooped him up and the little family were all smiles throughout the rest of the ceremony.