since seven in the morning grace had been cleaning her apartment. she had stored all of her boxes in the extra room and she prepared to start painting her walls. she was finally ready to get rid of that ugly yellow and paint on a light gray. it had been a week that the paint had sat on the floor. she had been too lazy to paint so she kept putting it off. she hadn't seen the guys either. they had a show and a few interviews. one day she received a phone call from jimin. all of the guys said hi from wherever they were. she was touched that even though they were so busy they thought about her. jimin spoke with her for a few minutes before he had to go.
she had woken up at six in the morning to a thunderstorm. she couldn't go back to sleep so she painted on a canvas. once she was finished she felt like painting more so she decided to get the wall painting over with. the coffee shop was closed because min jung had gone away to see a sick family member. she missed her job though it had only been a few days.
she drank her coffee as she papered the things she didn't want to paint. she danced around in her xxl tee that fell down to her knees and her crew socks with cute cartoons on them. her hair was in a bun that got messier by the minute as she jumped around. thankfully she only had two walls to paint in her room because the other two were white.
she stopped painting when she heard her doorbell. she wasn't expecting anyone today... or ever. she didn't have many friends. she curiously walked to the door and opened it.
"hello. is there a grace here?" it was jimin.
"i'm grace." she welcomed him in and shut the door after him. "i thought you were busy today." she said.
"we got a break. i decided to come because i have not seen you in a whole week now."
"you just couldn't live without me could you?" she asked. a small grin itched at her lips.
"no. every second felt like it was an hour long. the air was hard to breathe. my organs were shutting down!" he sighed dramatically. grace only laughed.
"alright princess. it's okay now. i'm here." she said.
"what are you doing?" he asks.
"i am painting the living room. i just finished my room." she jumped up and made jazz hands at the wall. he smiled at her cuteness. "eh?"
"i like the color."
"did you at some point have this hair color?" she asked him.
"i did." he said looking at the gray.
"could you not wait until you were eighty?" she asked laughing.
"i couldn't." he laughed and ran a hand through his blond hair.
"i'm kidding. it was a great look." she said.
"thank you. old man was what i was going for."
"you captured it well."
"yeah. do you need help?"
"thanks but i got it."
"i'm going to help you anyway." he says picking up a second roller.
while they painted grace asked jimin about his week. she wanted to know about the interviews and the shows. it all seemed crazy to her. it must be difficult being a celebrity. living up to peoples expectations. working hard to make many happy. it was incredible to her how jimin managed to do just that. he seemed like an overall happy boy. she admired him very much.
after jimin felt like he had said enough about his week he asked grace about hers.
"well you might not believe this but i actually went out a few nights ago." she said.
"nooo...really?"
"yes. i volunteer sometimes to help children at schools and i spent the day there. i communicated with strangers and i even went out to dinner."
jimin watched her face. she seemed excited. she must have had a great time. with every word that came out of her mouth he felt himself more interested. he was convinced that she was a kind person. she spent a day with children, helping them.
"who had the honor to meet such a great person?" he asked.
"all kinds of people. there was this guy... he uh, he performed little plays with puppets and the kids loved it. i wish i could do such things. you know, make people smile."
"you already do grace." he replied with a smile.
grace felt her heart skip a beat. was he saying that she made him smile? that would be amazing if he meant that. she would die to be the reason why this precious boy smiled that sweet smile.
•••
grace climbed the chair to paint the top of the wall. jimin and her could only reach so far and the whole top piece was still yellow. jimin stepped back and made sure that she wouldn't fall. as she painted the top her shirt rose up to her mid thighs. he tried not to look because he felt like a weirdo but she had nice pretty legs. as she stepped on the tips of her toes her muscles flexed and he found himself staring. they looked so smooth.
"are you okay?" he asked.
"yeah. i just have a little left." she replied.
his phone started ringing so he reached into his pocket and answered. it was nam-joon.
"jimin where are you? we wanted to get some food."
"i am actually at grace's." he says making sure that grace doesn't fall from the chair.
"ooh. tell her to come."
"where?"
"i'm not sure where we are going yet. i'll text you in a bit."
"okay. i'll bring her."
he hung up and laughed as grace struggled to paint the last part. he hoped up next to her and took the roller. he looked down at her small face and smiled.
"i'll get it. nam-joon hyung asked me to bring you with us to dinner."
"um alright i'll go change really quickly."
"okay. i'll finish up here."
"thank you jimin you are the best." she said hoping off of the chair. she disappeared into her room leaving jimin to paint the small yellow square.
grace slipped into a pair of blue boyfriend jeans and a simple tee. she then put on a long big cardigan that reached past her knees with her slip on vans. she let her hair down from the bun it had been in. it fell down her shoulders in loose waves. she grabbed her phone and wallet and put them in her pockets. once she had her things she walked out and found jimin putting away the things they had used.
"i am ready." she said. he looked up and smiled.
"you look great."
"thank you jimin. let's go." she said waving him over. "leave that stuff. i'll clean it up later. you must be hungry."
"wait." he grabbed a paper towel and walked over to the sink.
grace watched him curiously. what was he doing with that? he wet the paper towel and then squeezed out some of the water. he quickly walked over and she realized that maybe she had paint in her face.
"may i?" he asked motioning to her face.
"yes please." she replied.
he reached out and placed his hand on her chin. he stepped closer and gently touched her skin with the paper towels they were so close. he looked at her eyes. they were green and he could see small golden specks in them. they were beautiful. she smiled and he smiled back.
"there you go." he says
"thank you." she says and interlocks her arm with his. "shall we?" jimin nods and they leave.
they meet everyone at a restaurant. surprisingly they waited for them so they could all order together.
"what were you two doing?" nam-joon smiled causing his dimples to show. he whispered this to grace when he hugged her.
"not what you are thinking." she said.
"what? i'm innocent! i was thinking that you were baking!" they pull away and grace eyes him before greeting j-hope.
"i feel like i haven't seen you in such a long time!" j-hope says.
"what can i say, i'm a busy woman." grace says shrugging. "go ahead take a picture j-hope because you won't be seeing me until after i take over the world!" grace says.
"so i'll never see you again?" he asks.
"yup just like how you will never see the day when your mixtape gets an award." she joked.
j-hope pushes her towards jimin who is laughing along with everyone else. j-hope giggles and then pretends to be mad. they had only know each other for a little over two weeks and they were in the point to were they insulted each other as a joke. after greeting the rest of the guys they all sat down and ordered their food. grace was sat beside jimin and in front of yoongi.
everyone was talking except yoongi so grace decided to talk to him. she was curious about him. what was his day like?
"how was your day yoongi?" she asked yoongi who looked up from his food.
"tiring." he replied.
"anything interesting happen?"
"rap monster tripped on his own feet while dancing and fell." he smiles glancing at nam-joon.
"does he do that often?"
"no. he often dances bad." suga replies after taking a sip of his drink. grace laughed and took a sip of her own drink.