CHAPTER 9
Yoongi already had 2 tickets to the gala ready. So that same night I'm back in the Louvre after a long nap, out of my mind with anticipation. The Painting is right behind a velvet curtain and everyone's eating hors d'oeuvres and waiting for it. Meanwhile the others should have made the switch just a little while ago. But what if something went wrong? Or my painting is revealed, and somebody notices it's a copy?
Finally, after an announcement in French and a lot of murmuring, the curtain pulls back. The crowd goes silent. I hold my breath, waiting for somebody to yell 'Fake!' Instead the room explodes into gasps and cheers and applause. And somehow , I already know the painting's really mine , even before Yoongi slides up behind me.
Yoongi: The others called me.
He whispers into my ear, too low for anyone to overhear.
Yoongi: We pulled it off.
Namjoon: We really did.
A strain of music starts up and Yoongi leans back with a rare smile, holding out one gloved hand out for me.
Yoongi: Would you like to dance?
Namjoon: Is it fancy dancing? I'm not sure I know how.
But I put my hands in his , and he answers just like I knew he would.
Yoongi: Just follow me.
He guides me effortlessly, and soon I'm dizzied by the conversation around us.
Lady with a Zillion diamonds: It's one of the best I've ever seen by this artist.
Her partner: Already my favourite of his! What skill!
Yoongi: Listen to that. They are talking about your art. You.
He smirks as he leads me around the room.
Yoongi: As always, I was right about you being extraordinary. You shouldn't have doubted me for a second . Or yourself.
I can't help but laugh as he twirls me, deliberately showy, my glossy black locks swaying as I spin. He lowers his voice as he draws me back to his chest . My hands find a perch there easily, right next to his Poppy shaped label pin.
Yoongi: I'm glad you never settled, before we found you. You're a good artist and you can do anything you want with that. That's lucky you know?
Namjoon: What , making it with art?
Yoongi: No. The fact that your path in life is as same as your passion. Your work makes you happy, and you have so much to look forward to. That's a rare thing.
His hands cover mine.
Yoongi: I'm glad you have it though. A person like you deserves it.
He is looking at me as intensely as always and I'm forced to blush.
Namjoon: Who are you and where is Min Yoongi?
JE LEEST
LOVE DAIRIES //NAMJOON X BTS SMUT//
FanfictieHas bottom Namjoon SMUT one shots , stories, and imagines xBTS Fluff and cute stories.Includes Boy pussy Namjoon in a few stories☺️☺️.ENJOY💜💜. REQUESTS OPEN💕💕