Taehyung's POV

"No. No, no, no, no, no!" I groaned in frustration, smacking my head onto the counter.

"Something wrong?"

"I have no inspiration! And I need to warm up. I haven't drawn in years! I need to draw something! But there's nothing!" Jin scoffed and rolled his eyes at my dramatic behavior.

"Why don't you draw Hoseok then?" He suggested.

"What!?" The voice came from the other side of the kitchen. I popped my head up and narrowed my eyes, studying the man. I smiled slowly.

"You're right! He'd be perfect! Come here!" I demanded. His eyes were wide, but he listened to me. "Now sit and don't move! I need this to be perfect!"

"Isn't this just a warm up?"

"Doesn't mean it isn't art!" I sat on the stool and grabbed a random notebook, not caring if it was lined or not. It would look good, but it was still just a warm up, it wouldn't be going on any walls or anything, so I didn't care what surface it was on.

I glanced at Hoseok who did not look happy as I continued to draw him. I had to admit, he was pretty attractive. I snapped myself out of my thoughts and continued to draw, using my finger to blend in the pencil markings because I had nothing else too do so with.

After about forty minutes I was done. "Done!" I announced.

"Oh thank God." Hoseok slouched and walked over me. "Can I see?"

"Sure!"

"What the hell..."

"Why is this so good!?" (Lol, when you praise your own artwork even though you think it needs a few more touch ups....)

"Good? Honey, I was drawing supermodels! I made masterpieces! And besides....drawing people isn't my specialty."

"Scenery, right?"

"Yup!" I smiled and tore the portrait of Hoseok out of the notebook and handed it to him. "You can have this if you want! Special drawing from V!" I giggled as he took the drawing.

"I'll make sure to put it on the fridge." He teased.

"Yay!" I played along. Jin rolled his eyes at our antics and went back to making dinner.

"Honestly, I live with a bunch of children."

"You love us though~" Hoseok teased. I gave a small smile at the cute family moment.

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"So you're telling me..." Hoseok asked, staring at my in disbelief. "That that piece was composed of individual marks that you placed on everyday?"

"Yup. One or two depending on how I felt. I also only used the color I was feeling that day. That's why it took so long to make."

"Holy shit!" He continued to stare at my back, I could feel his eyes burning holes into it, as I continued to outline the sketch for Jin's new kitchen piece.

"So...why are you here again? You do realize that this is gonna take some time, right?"

"I wanted to see what your process was. I've always envied people that could draw. Create something beautiful. I could never do it."

"You're part of a mafia, and you're second in command. You cannot tell me that you don't have better things to be doing right now than spending all day with me and watching me draw."

"Well, that's true. But maybe I just wanted to spend some time with you." I felt my cheeks heat up at that.

"Aish..." I muttered. I shook my head and continued to draw.

"You know...you are very beautiful." It shocked me so much that I messed up on my outline. I whipped around, gaping at him.

He smirked a little, probably nothing how flushed just cheeks were at the moment. I stood and grabbed his wrist. I dragged him across the room and found the door open, throwing him out.

He smirked again and leaned forward, pecking my lips teasingly before I slammed the door in his face. "Gah! What has gotten into him!" I shrieked, patting my cheeks in embarrassment.

Hoseok's POV

I laughed at how cute his reaction was. He looked like a bashful puppy.

I stared at his door hearing an embarrassed squeak coming from the other end before turning and walking down the hall.

He wasn't wrong,night really did have a lot of shit to do. Which I hadn't been doing earlier, although I suppose I should have.

I entered Namjoon's office and he looked up from the report he was riding.

"Oh, look what the cat dragged in. Did Taehyung finally kick you out?"

"How do you know he kicked me out?"

"I would've had to come and yell at your lazy ass if he hadn't. I know that he's a distraction right now, and I know that you have an interest in that kid but there's two things wrong with that. One, you're part a mafia, he could get killed. And two, he's Jin's brother. Do you want to die?"

"Okay...well you married Jin, so he's in danger constantly. Also, I've been pretty open about my interest in front of Ina dn I'm not dead yet."

"Okay fine, let me out it this way. You're distracted. Don't be. If this kid gets to be too distracting you can't see him anymore."

"That is not fair! I literally ran this damn operation for you when you chased after Jin like some lovesick dog!"

"I'm your boss."

"You're such an ass." I groaned.

"I know. But I'm just looking out for you. You know what happened with--" I glowered at him.

"Don't say her name, I don't wanna hear it. It was her decision, not mine." I said flatly.

"Hobi..." He sighed out.

"I'm gonna get to work now. I'll have that report on your shipment delivered to you by four." And with that, I turned and walked out of the office.