Little Peach *Completed*

Chapter 17

Taehyung's POV

"Put this on sweetheart, you don't want to get paint on your new clothes." I suggest holding out one of my t-shirts for her to put on.

She nods brightly before trying to pull off her pink jumper, whining a little as she gets stuck. I chuckle softly as I pull the jumper off for her, folding it neatly and putting it out the way. She quickly slips on my t-shirt bouncing on the spot with excitement.

Before we ate Namjoon and I had covered a full wall in the study with plain paper for us all to paint together on. We'd pushed the furniture out the way, and covered it with some sheets just in case.

"Excited Gracie?" I ask laughing.

She nods enthusiastically, a little squeak of excitement escaping her lips when she sees the others walking into the study in some old t-shirts ready to paint.

"Uh Tae? Where's the brushes?" Jungkook asks looking around.

"We don't need brushes, we have these." I say wiggling my fingers at him.

"Come on Jungkook, live a little!" Yoongi says wiping his paint covered finger on Jungkook's cheek.

"Bunny you haff pink there..." Gracie giggles pointing at him.

"Now, where does paint belong?" Jin scolds playfully.

"Paper..." Yoongi mumbles rolling his eyes.

"Oongi you sit wif me?" Gracie asks hopefully.

"Sure thing pretty baby." He replies with a smile taking a seat on the floor next to her.

*-*

It's oddly relaxing finger painting. We all spend ages making pictures on the wall, and surprisingly we've all managed to stay relatively clean. Well, except for Gracie and Yoongi. At one point Gracie decided her nose was itchy and ended up wiping blue paint all over her nose causing her to go cross eyed as she tried to look at it. She then decided she'd quite like a drink, so as she got up, she used Yoongi to steady herself, leaving multicoloured finger prints all over his t-shirt. We couldn't help but smile as we watched her giggling with Yoongi, it was nice to see him enjoying it as much as her.

Once we had decided we were done, we all stood back and admired our work.

"What do you think sunshine?" Hobi asks brightly.

"Soooo pwetty! Uh...I need a baff pwease!" She frowns as she looks at her paint covered hands and arms.

Namjoon takes her hand "Come on baby girl, let's get you cleaned and ready for bed."

"Otay Joonie! Fank you for painting wif me!" She says cutely as she follows Namjoon out of the room.

Namjoon's POV

After running Gracie the "bubbliest bubble" bath as she had requested, I help her remove her paint covered top, dropping it into the washing basket to deal with later.

I swallow thickly and feel my jaw tense as I see the fading welts on her back, and the small circular scars Hobi had mentioned. As I'd suspected, they were the result of cigarette burns. I will kill him...