the mystic art of rainbowkkuma
Staring at the cluttered table in front of him, he slowly goes through his mental checklist. Big, wide brushes, check. Cute stamps, check. Sponge in case things go wrong, check. Paint? All seven colours, check. Seungri allows himself a satisfied smile, running his small hand over the row of neatly placed tubes of paint in front of him. Perfect, in the correct order they appeared in the rainbow- hopefully it would be of some use. Pulling away from the paint set, he raises his head. His eyes flicker around the room for a moment before he spots the fellow artist in the next room.
Chae, it's ready now, bring the Rilakkuma!
He quickly gestures for the female to enter, waving her in. Today, their little conversation would finally bare fruit- they were going to try creating the very first Rainbowkkuma. Seungri smirks to himself as he thinks back at their playful jokes about the future enterprise they would build together. That was far from what they were trying to achieve now- most likely, they'd be lucky if it didn't end up looking like a kindergarten art project. Sure, he had already bought a spare Rilakkuma to present to Chae in case things flopped, but he was hoping for the best.