Blank Canvas

Chapter 6

     Namjoon sat outside of Jungkook's door after being kicked out by the maknae, listening to his heartbreaking sobs.

     He felt so much guilt that he wished a hole would come and swallow him up in the depths of the earth. Groaning in despair, he leader put his face in his hands, trying to block out the sobs coming from the other side of the door.

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     Jungkook lay on his bed, crying his heart out in utter despair at his loss. Why did Namjoon have to be so destructive?

     The maknae rolled over, glancing in the direction of where his easel used to be. He burst into a fresh set of sobs after seeing the sad pile of broken wood on the floor.

Earlier~

     Namjoon was in need of a pencil after breaking his last one, in the middle of writing song lyrics, he needed to write down his ideas before he forgot.

     After thinking for a little bit, he decoded to search in Jungkook's room first. Seeing as he was always sketching, he was bound to have a pencil somewhere in his room.

     Namjoon knocked on the maknae's door, calling out his name. "Jungkook ah! Are you in there!" No answer.

     Shrugging his shoulders, Namjoon opened his door and proceeded towards the art corner, still searching for a pencil.

     What he failed to notice however, was Jungkook's easel with a blank canvas perched on top of it, begging to be painted on.

Lets just say that it didn't end well.

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     Jungkook didn't come down from his room for the rest of the day. He had eventually cried himself to sleep, exhausted mentally, emotionally and physically.

     Namjoon felt horrible that he had broken Jungkook's easel. Painting was everything to tye maknae. He used the canvas to express his emotions and feelings.

     One Christmas, Kookie had even given the other members paintings as his gift to them. The leader let a small smile break through as he remembered the day they had received his paintings.

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     Jungkook smirked at the sleeping Jin, his blond locks barley peeking out from under the covers. Taking a running start, the childish maknae jumped onto Jin, effectively waking him from his peaceful slumber.

     A few moments later, Jungkook walked out of his hyung's room with a faint red hand print on his face along with a smile. Quickly running over to the other members rooms, he woke them up, wishing them a happy Christmas and telling them that he had gifts for all of them.

     All except Yoongi. He could wait a little while.

     Half an hour later, all of bangtan and a sleepy Yoongi sat around the dining table, enjoying the Christmas tree shaped pancakes that Jin had made with love.

     "Hyung, these are delicious!" Tae chimed, happily stuffing hsnfave with pancakes.

      Shyly, Jungkook stood up and whispered something into Namjoon's ear, after which the leader nodded.

     Namjoon spoke while Jungkook skipped off. "Hey, guys. Kookie has a surprise for us all, and he would like us to wait in the living room while he gets it." The other members nodded, stuffing the last bit of pancakes in their mouths before heading to the living room as requested.

     The maknae soon popped his head through the door, carrying a fairly large, flat package under his arm. "Jin hyung! This one is for you!" the youngest beamed, quickly shoving the package into Jin's arms.

     The mother of the group snickered at the excitement of his youngest child, purposely opening the package slowly in order to irritate him. Looking up, Jin saw that Kookie was cutely pouting as he waited impatiently.

     Deciding that he had teased the maknae enough, he proceeded to rip of the rest of the wrapping paper, revealing a beautiful painting of a simple kitchen. A figure that looked suspiciously like Jin himself, had his face turned to the stove as he cooked a meal. An amazing painting that fit Jin's taste perfectly.

     The oldest member felt tears welling in his eyes as he looked at the beautiful painting. "Thank you, Kookie ah." he sniffled. Jungkook simply smiled and nodded at his hyung.

     The youngest jogged towards the back and returned with another painting tucked under his arm. He looked at Yoongi and shyly handed the package to him, looking away with a light blush splattered of his face.

      Without hesitation, the rapper ripped open the package, shocked at the image that he saw. A darker setting this time, obviously at night. There was a large window in the background, showing the city lights that provided just enough light to reveal the silhouette of a man, sitting on a bed as he looked out at the night sky.

     Yoongi had never cried before in front of the members, but soon he had tears streaming down his face, as he looked at the painting.

     All if the other members received a painting from Jungkook that day, all made specially for them.

     Everyone cried that day.

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Namjoon felt a tear make its way down his face.