090: BTS: Mudita: Gen
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vocab_drabblesTitle: Mudita
Fandom: BTS
Rating: Gen
Prompt: mudita
Length: 400
Notes: Omegaverse. This is part of a larger chapter of a manor house AU. Yoongi is the cook and Taehyung is the lord's manservant. Seokjin is the family physician.
Summary: Yoongi makes up an excuse to ask Taehyung a question.
Taehyung stood very still in front of the glass case. Inside the case was a hanging scroll, ink and gold on silk. The scroll dated from the early fourteen century. The figure depicted was dressed in the garments of a priest and standing on two lotus blossoms. He held a staff with six rings. In his other hand was a gem with the power to grant wishes.
It was completely silent in the room. Taehyung liked that. He often spent his free moments during the day here, in the absolute quiet, being still as the works of art behind the glass.
Taehyung knew that the moon jar was considered by experts to be the most important piece of his employer’s collection. But it wasn’t his favorite piece. He preferred the ewer. He was saving the ewer for last. Taehyung knew how to delay gratification.
Taehyung was about to move on to a tea bowl of the sixteenth century, broken but fixed with gold, when something, or someone rather, shattered his quiet.
“Taehyung?”
“Yoongi.”
“Sorry to disturb, but, um, I was planning to serve cheese soup as a starter for dinner, but, uh, the cheese has gone off, so I was thinking maybe mushroom soup. Would Lord Bang be up for that?”
Yoongi was a very good cook.
Yoongi was a horrible liar.
Taehyung was a horrible cook.
Taehyung was a very good liar. It was one of the many things he and Doctor Kim had in common.
“That should be fine,” said Taehyung. He did not add that Lord Bang was absorbed in a new project, and that a bowl of warm piss might be served without his lordship noticing.
“Good, good,” said Yoongi. “Uh, by the way…”
Here it came, the real reason for Yoongi’s interruption.
“…Mudita. Know anything about it?”
“It’s one of the four divine virtues.” Taehyung gave a nod to the figure on the scroll, which was the bodhisattva Kshitigarbha. “It means joy in the good fortune of others.”
“Right, any other, uh, connotations?”
“It’s a boutique in the city. If you wish to make a purchase there, you will require my assistance. And possibly a small loan.”
Taehyung wanted to smirk, but he refrained.
“Really?”
“Omega-only. Lingerie. Luxury.”
“Oh. Uh. Good to know. Thanks.”
Yoongi left, but Taehyung’s serenity was shattered. He, too, left the room moments later without a glance at his precious ewer.
Fandom: BTS
Rating: Gen
Prompt: mudita
Length: 400
Notes: Omegaverse. This is part of a larger chapter of a manor house AU. Yoongi is the cook and Taehyung is the lord's manservant. Seokjin is the family physician.
Summary: Yoongi makes up an excuse to ask Taehyung a question.
Taehyung stood very still in front of the glass case. Inside the case was a hanging scroll, ink and gold on silk. The scroll dated from the early fourteen century. The figure depicted was dressed in the garments of a priest and standing on two lotus blossoms. He held a staff with six rings. In his other hand was a gem with the power to grant wishes.
It was completely silent in the room. Taehyung liked that. He often spent his free moments during the day here, in the absolute quiet, being still as the works of art behind the glass.
Taehyung knew that the moon jar was considered by experts to be the most important piece of his employer’s collection. But it wasn’t his favorite piece. He preferred the ewer. He was saving the ewer for last. Taehyung knew how to delay gratification.
Taehyung was about to move on to a tea bowl of the sixteenth century, broken but fixed with gold, when something, or someone rather, shattered his quiet.
“Taehyung?”
“Yoongi.”
“Sorry to disturb, but, um, I was planning to serve cheese soup as a starter for dinner, but, uh, the cheese has gone off, so I was thinking maybe mushroom soup. Would Lord Bang be up for that?”
Yoongi was a very good cook.
Yoongi was a horrible liar.
Taehyung was a horrible cook.
Taehyung was a very good liar. It was one of the many things he and Doctor Kim had in common.
“That should be fine,” said Taehyung. He did not add that Lord Bang was absorbed in a new project, and that a bowl of warm piss might be served without his lordship noticing.
“Good, good,” said Yoongi. “Uh, by the way…”
Here it came, the real reason for Yoongi’s interruption.
“…Mudita. Know anything about it?”
“It’s one of the four divine virtues.” Taehyung gave a nod to the figure on the scroll, which was the bodhisattva Kshitigarbha. “It means joy in the good fortune of others.”
“Right, any other, uh, connotations?”
“It’s a boutique in the city. If you wish to make a purchase there, you will require my assistance. And possibly a small loan.”
Taehyung wanted to smirk, but he refrained.
“Really?”
“Omega-only. Lingerie. Luxury.”
“Oh. Uh. Good to know. Thanks.”
Yoongi left, but Taehyung’s serenity was shattered. He, too, left the room moments later without a glance at his precious ewer.
