I mentally slapped myself waking up, hearing a lot of yelling from the living room upstairs. I slept off at the basement last night. I straightened out from the chair and rolled the painting and kept it safe in the cupboard. I arranged the pen back in its stand, I was writing something late night and I don't even remember when I slept.

I didn't bother my messy hair, no one's gonna see my anyways. Jungkook might, only if he returned home. Well anyways, I went straight to the others and found Jimin and Hobi ganging up against Namjoon and Taehyung. I saw the broken plates on the floor and assumed clumsiness might be today's topic between them.

I brushed it off and went to Suga and Jin, both were busy making breakfast and also vibing to music. I clicked my fingers near their ears making them flinch due to the gush of wind that passed by them.

"Looks like someone's up from their beauty sleep." Jin said while cutting the carrots.

"I was waiting for you so I could bail out from here." Yoongi complained earning a playful smack from Jin.

'No one's escaping from anything. I'm on rest today.' I wrote down.

"Rest? You just woke up." Jin exclaimed.

'I cooked yesterday and it's something very tiring for a non human like me.' I justified.

"So you are now admitting that you are not a human. Last time when Jimin pointed that out you nearly killed him." Yoongi scoffed.

'I am allowed to say anything about me.' I wrote down in defense.

"You said I was a buzz killer and the worst dad joker ever." Jin said like it was a very offensive thing.

'I am allowed to say anything about you guys too.' I smirked. How I wish they could see me? All my expressions are going to waste.

"She learned from the best." Yoongi looked at Jin like 'you are the sole reason for it' way.

"Ouch." Jin pouted clutching his chest.

They all went to their office as usual leaving me all alone. I clasped my hands wondering what to do. Maybe I should play the piano for sometime. For about an hour or more I was so into the music that I even forgot I was alone here.

Now what else should I do? After a lot of thinking I decided the best way to pass time will be to draw all seven of them. I always wanted to do it but was too lazy and it takes a lot of time. If I do it then I will have to cut down my drama watching hours. This time I was determined to get a hold of myself.

After reading 'The Throne of Glass' for the second time, I started with the painting. I took off a framed photo of them all in a park, I assume. I sat down in my lair which is the the basement and started working on it.

I got tired that I dozed off. I woke up hearing the car being pulled up in the porch. I couldn't finish the painting. I completed all the six except for Kook's. I was done with the face but had to add more detail onto his outfit. Also I had to do finishing touches with the background. I was proud of myself actually. The painting even if incomplete looked like it was complete giving a dreamy fantasized result. Like it had a touch of my own world into their's. As if I was among them.

I climbed up the stairs and saw an unexpected face also the face I missed the most. It's been a few days I spent time with him. He's been really busy with, well, the hospital.

His face lightened up seeing me. That face was enough for me to forget about all the commotions and sadness in me. But no, I shouldn't. I restrained myself from running into his arms. I should be mad at him. Yes I should. I composed myself before speaking,

"You are early." with my hands crossed across my chest.

"No welcome hugs?" He swayed his hands lazily in the air.

"You come here to talk to me after days and expect me to welcome you, just like that?" I clicked my fingers in frustration.

"Woahh, slow down. What did I do?"

"No you didn't. It was me. I was stupid enough to wait for you every single day." I single tear dropped onto my pale blue dress. Was I going overboard? But I couldn't control myself, I was fucking mad and shivering. I was trying not to be clingy but the past few days had been difficult for me. I felt like there was a lump in my throat.

He paced towards my side while I glued my feet to the floor. He engulfed me in his warm hug. I slowly raised my hands and circled mine against his waist. I missed him. I missed him a lot. His warmth calmed me down, melting away all the frustrations and pain I endured in the past few days in his absence.

"I'm sorry. I'm very sorry." He mumbled.

"It's okay. I was overreacting. I'm sorry." I was overwhelmed.

"No no you were right. I haven't been spending time with you lately. I didn't really think how it might bother you." He pulled away to look me in my eyes.

He continued, "I was too happy that I finally found you but forgot to spend time with who mattered the most to me. I was just trying hard to make up for the lost time I could have spend with you if I knew you earlier."

"I'm happy that I got to know you. Even if the circumstances were against us it was all worth it." I assured him.

"I love you, Ara. I love you very much that everytime I see you my heart beats like crazy. Your eyes can make me forget about all the problems. I could get lost in those deep blue orbs and reminisce all the wonderful moments I had in my life. And more than half of it is you." He brought my hands and placed it on his beating chest.

"I love you too, Jungkook. I don't know how to express how much you mean to me. You are my world. You are my everything. You are the only reason why I want to wake up everyday, the only constant that makes me wanna fight to get back to myself so I can be with you." I leaned in and gave a light peck in his moist lips.

He pulled me back in for another kiss. His hands tracing my back to my thighs as he lifted me and pulled me closer that there is no more distance between us. I gasped as his fingers brushed my thighs and held it firmly. He used that moment to slip in his tongue and explore every inch of it. The passionate kiss escalated more to a heated and lustful one. We pulled away just to catch our breaths in between as he climbed the stairs to his bedroom.

He plopped me to the bed as his figure hovered over mine. He pushed me lightly guiding me to lay back on the bed. His lips trailing wet kisses all over my skin. His hands never left my waist, while his other traced the curves leaving tingles all over. His hot breath fanned against my neck as he gently bit the tattoo. I gasped at the sudden contact of his wet lips sucking on my sensitive area. He planted a kiss right after making me moan again.

"You are loving it aren't you?" He smirked. I nodded shyly. You have no idea how you are making me feel, Jeon Jungkook.

I flipped him over, now as I hovered on top of him. I kissed him slowly and traced my lips till I reached his broad bare chest. Then lifted up again and kissed the crook of his neck leaving trace marks of my mouth making him gasp. He was enjoying every single moment as his lips curled to a proud smile and surprise at my sudden take over.

We spent the day, just us, curled up in each other's arms like how we always wanted to and longed to, giving in to the pleasures we have been denying for so long.