The show was perfect. Even Yoongi, who has always looked just like a corpse without a soul, was laughing on all of the jokes and funny stories. In this century, it was quite unusual to see shows like this. Also, the voice of a man was really satisfying for Yoongi's ears.
,,Thank you for comming today. I enjoyed this stage more than I enjoy a morning cigarette," said the man and bowed to the audience.
That was the end of the show.
,,I don't know, whether I'm just really drunk or the show ended too soon," sighed Yoongi and lifted up an empty glass.
,,I'm really glad, that you enjoyed this show," smiled Jungkook and nodded towards the waiter.
The man in a black suit came and filled up a heavy whiskey glass with the dark alcohol. But the blonde guy was paying attention to something else. It was that man, who was on the stage earlier. He was talking to some men in black suits and hats.
,,Good evening Jungkook. I was looking forward to seeing you here today," a woman appeared beside the younger boy.
,,Good evening, Mrs. Choi. I'm happy to see you too. I am here with my good friend, Min Yoongi," said Jungkook politely and grabbed Yoongi's shoulder to get his attention.
,,Nice to meet you," said the woman with a smile on her red lips.
,,Yes, nice to meet you too," nodded Yoongi and looked again at his point of interest.
,,Well, Mrs. Choi is really into art. Maybe, she'd like to see some of your works," smiled the younger one.
,,Are you an artist?" asked the woman with surprise and sat down.
,,Yes," said Yoongi quietly and sipped whiskey.
,,How is it possible that I haven't heard about you?" frowned Mrs. Choi.
,,Yet," laughed Jungkook.
But Yoongi had something more important to do. He didn't even try to pay attention to the conversation between Jungkook and that woman, whose name he didn't even remember. Suddenly, the man he appreciated that much disappeared through the exit.
,,Excuse me," said the blonde man and stood up from the table.
The world was spinning for the small guy. He felt like a rag doll, because his body was so unstable. Yoongi stopped before the stairs leading to the exit. There was not a lot of stairs, but to his drunk brain, it looked like stairs to heaven. Men and women walked downstairs or upstairs. It was annoying for such a loner boy like himself. The wooden stairs creaked after every single step. After a hard battle with his drunk self, he finally stood on the top and looked at the exit sign. There were some people outside, but he was looking for the man with red vest. He found him. The man was staring at the full moon and smoking a cigarette. The smoke was disappearing in the light breeze. It was a beautiful scene. If Yoongi had his stuff there, he would paint it right away. He couldn't wait any longer. The small boy made few steps and appeared beside his point of interest.
,,Today's moon is beautiful, right?" said Yoongi and looked at the white orb on the sky.
,,Do I know you?" the black haired man looked down at Yoongi.
,,I apologize for my behaviour. My name is Yoongi, Min Yoongi," said the smaller one.
,,Jung Hoseok," he smiled and shook Yoongi's hand.
,,So, what were you talking about?"
,,Oh, about the moon. It's the full moon tonight. It is really interesting," smiled Yoongi and looked back at the white shining ball.
,,You are absolutely right. I love it when the moon shines right through my window. It makes me feel satisfied somehow," nodded Hoseok.
After these words, Yoongi knew he found what he was looking for.
,,Do you want to go back for some whiskey?" said Yoongi nervously and pointed his finger towards the bar.
,,Yes, sure," the black haired man jerked and gave himthe shiniest smile Yoongi has ever seen.
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The Light of Moon
FanfictionA young artist, loner, with one cat he loves as much as his brushes, canvas and tempera colors. Relationships among people are just like art, yet still, he doesn't understand them. The irony is, that he enjoys painting human body and acts. When he w...