Unsatisfied with your life was an understatement. Being under the thumb of your father can have that effect. He wanted someone capable of running the company, but you wanted to pursue your passion. Countless unwanted blind dates and the threat of lo...
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"Say it again, but slower." I laughed.
"Reef idge her ate her." Namjoon enunciated each word.
Jin cackled, falling back into his chair as he watched Joon struggle. I couldn't help but laugh with him, momentarily distracted from my painting as I listened to them play their game.
"Ah, refrigerator." Namjoon finally got it unable to keep from laughing at how hard Jin was.
I fell into Hoseok's legs, his hand coming around mine to keep the paint from my brush from getting on anything. Also nearly dying from laughter. It really shouldn't have been as funny as it was. But Namjoon had been stuck on this one for a good six or seven minutes and hearing him say it over and over again in different inflections every time was just wearing down my self-control. I had been painting with Jimin and Jungkook, but my focus on it was waning every passing minute. Especially since Yoongi, Jin, and Namjoon started their game of gibberish.
Hoseok was seated next to me, watching my work and laughing at all the antics around him. More than content with just observing everyone rather than engaging. Taehyung had decided to slide himself between my legs, head on my stomach as he looked up at my painting and ate his pizza. Making sure to pick all the veggies he didn't want off to feed to me while I worked.
"Okay, okay. I'm next." Jin said, taking the cards from Namjoon. "Ha minch ease."
"Ha minch ease." Hobi repeated, feeling the words out himself.
A soft tug on my shorts turned my attention back to Tae, who held an olive up to me. I leaned down to him, taking it. He looked more than happy to be where he was. Lounged against me with his legs stretched out under the coffee table, pizza and wine within reach. I checked on the other two, who were oddly wrapped up in their paintings. Hardly having said a word since they started.
"How's it going?" I asked, leaning slightly towards Jungkook who was closest to me.
He quickly turned his canvas, tossing me a playful smile.
"No peeking until it's done."
"Okay." I said, hands raised looking back at my own almost finished piece.
I had decided to paint Yoongi across from me. Unfortunately, I wasn't very imaginative. I couldn't think of something and paint it out of thin air. Regrettably, it wasn't all that great either. My creativity was better suited to other activities. A fact I quickly came to realize when my portrait of said man turned into a cat curled up on one corner of the couch. Not terribly unlike like what I was looking at. Yoongi was, curled up on one end of the sofa, watching Jin continue to repeat "ha minch ease" rolling his eyes. I giggled, adding the whiskers to my frowning feline as Hobi fell into fits behind me again. He flopped onto his side on the sofa, breath ghosting across my ear as he laughed.
"Is that supposed to be Yoongi?"
"Grumpy cat." I whispered to him, the wine having finally seeped into my system as everything just seemed so much funnier.
