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“It’s a refurbished student housing,” you explain as they trail after you like ducks in a row. Even if they don’t understand what you’re saying, they seem to be clinging to every word. Wherever you look there’s always at least one pair of doe eyes staring expectantly back at you a.k.a. what do you do when you open your doors and find a certain retired boyband for some reason wants to move in
• type: ot7 x fem! reader (poly) • genre: (ex) idol! au, roommate au, soulmate au, slice of life, fluff, crack treated seriously (?), angst, slow burn like an elderly dog with a limp slow, lack of communication • rating: mature • status: ongoing
#1 Wacky Wednesday
#2 Tenebrous Thursday
#3 Solicitous Saturday
↪ #3.5 Jin Ponders the Meaning of Time over a Pot of Soup
#4 Munificent Monday
#5 Tiresome Tuesday
#6 Surreal Sunday
↪ #6.5 Namjoon Discovers the Definition of Love (His Own)
#7 Tender Tuesday(s)
#8 Furious Friday
#9 The Last Step Towards You
↪ #9.5 Jimin’s History of Having Bad Birthdays
#10 The Getaway Ploy
#11 Sh*t, again
#12 A New Slate
↪ #12.5 Jungkook and the Meaning of “Oh”
#13 Few Rights, Lots of Wrongs
#14 Helping Matters
#15 On Middle Grounds
↪ #15.5 134340 (slowed)
#16 Hello. Goodbye.
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Loving you has always been my home. — Kim Taehyung Fake Text Series —
⤷ Genre: Idol!Taehyung,Fan!Reader, female!reader, fluff, angst ⤷ Synopsis: After Taehyung made you pinky promise to forever stay by his side, you quickly became the most popular and favored Taehyung fansite among ARMY and BTS. While the fandom quickly became your family, Taehyung starts struggling with the growing popularity and the disrespect of privacy coming along with it. What happens when Taehyung drops his phone at the airport while running away from fans invading his personal space and you are the one to pick it up? ⤷ Warnings: family issues ⤷ Parts: (1), (2), (3), (4), (5), (6), (7), (8), (9), (10), (11), (12), (13), (14), (15), (16), (17), (18), (19), (20), (21), (22), (23), (24) ,(25), (26), (27) !!!NOT FINISHED!!! ⤷ Author Note:
Hello my loves! Welcome to a next Fake Text Series centring around Taehyung! This is inspired by latest events and you are one of the lovely fansites that even the boys really enjoy seeing. I hope you’re ready for soulmate-seeking Taehyung. Enjoy ♡
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Heartbreak Hotel | kth
❥❥ Pairing: taehyung x female reader
❥❥ Genre:strangers to lovers, podcaster!taehyung, angst, fluff
❥❥ Summary: When he isn’t spending his time working the front desk of the Borahae Hotel, Kim Taehyung runs what he likes to believe is a relatively successful podcast on a subject he has down to a science — love. Relying on the twisted relationships of his hotel guests for inspiration, each episode is packed with unsolicited advice from the resident love guru. There simply isn’t a romantic problem he can’t solve. However, it appears Taehyung has finally met his match when he stumbles upon a mysterious woman, who checks into the hotel every year on Valentine’s Day without fail, but is adamant that there is no such thing as love.
❥❥ Word Count: 10.5k
❥❥ Warnings: Not much, maybe some cursing, some mentions of death and a criminal amount of literary name drops
❥❥ Author’s Note: Hello :) I have a million and one other things I should be writing, but procrastination takes its form in this little one shot. I was on a bit of a writing break, but this idea randomly popped into my head so I started writing one night and didn’t stop. It’s a little unedited as a result. In typical RK style, this is also an odd one so I’m filing it under Valentine Noir. This is pure self-indulgent fodder, but I hope you enjoy it. Let me know what you think! Happy Valentine’s Day!
P.S. John this is dedicated to you. I know you don’t have a tumblr so I can say with some confidence that I love you.
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February 14, 2019 5:45 PM
The first time Kim Taehyung lays eyes on you, you are completely drenched. Not in the just-got-caught-in-the-rain sort of way, but rather the soaked-to-the-bone-shirt-sticking-to-your-skin sense of the word.
Had it been the other way around, he might have noticed the tears that continued to spill from your eyes, carelessly smudging your careful mascara. Or he might have noticed the absence of colour that made up your chosen attire, save for the pop of white emitting from the bundle of lilies tucked limply in your hand.
Unfortunately, he didn’t notice any of this, the merciful cover of the rain masking your true state that evening.
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“Pitter patter”
Jimin x reader
(Oneshot)
genre: fluff
word count: i have absolutely no idea because I didn’t write it in docs.
Just enjoy lol
He made your nightmares disappear, because everything about him was a dream.
Pitter patter...
Your heart danced in the same rhythm as the the beats of raindrops against the concrete floor. Dark skies, glowing smiles, Shared between you and him. His hand was joined with yours and his melodic laugh echoed the streets as he ran with you in the rain, footsteps following one another and the joy you were feeling as the both of you shared this night not caring about anything else or anyone else.
Running away, together. From any fears, problems. Escaping the reality to live the fantasy he created with you.
Making your way past the many people whose lives felt as if they were on pause, because it seemed like the world only stopped for the two of you.
Trafficked streets and the Reflection of flashing lights glittering on the millions puddles you splashed. The pair of you weaved in and out of the beeping cars as you let the rain drench you from every inch. Except you didn't feel cold. The fluttering warmth vibrating through you only made you want this to last forever. An addiction.
The time flew like lightning and he was now beside you gazing at the view of the nighlit city as he was catching his breath from the running.
It was peaceful, in the district of the chaos and noise. The thunders of the rain, and the movement of cars on the sphere of the globe the both of you stood on. From the height of the bridge you were at, the scenery was breathtaking. The trails of lights spinning past the streets and the flickers of every lightbulb in that city being switched. Distant Chatters of people together, laughs and cries. Even the simple sound of two things making contact. Glass hitting the ground, Leaves blowing in the wind, Doors slamming, Bed sheets rustling.
In the centre of millions of other events, he was here, with you. Anywhere on the planet, any other life, day, age, but it brought you back to being in each others presence.
He took in a deep breath and ran his hand through his damp hair. Rain dripping down your faces, it didn't even matter at this point.
"Now this is not something you experience every day."
You broke the silence as you remained your eyes on the view before you. You felt his eyes shift to where you were but his head remained still.
"But you'll remember it for an eternity." He whispered.
You smiled to yourself gently and you focused on the feeling of the rain seep through the fabrics of your clothes.
Until the side of his hand gently brushed against yours. The small sensation and tickles of the goosebumps all over you as the breeze waved its way through the ever so small gap between your hands.
Slowly you felt his fingers slip through yours and his soft skin made contact with the palm of your wet hand. Even though this had not been the first time you had held hands, this felt different. His hand was shivering from the cold and he held onto you tighter receiving the heat coming off your hands. Your fingertips pressed into the back of his hand as you turned to him to see him staring deeply at you.
"I want this to last forever." He said directly at you, his expression filled with sincere, genuine, meaning.
You squeezed his hand and went on the tip of your toes as your lips were softly pressed against his in a lingering kiss.
The moon witnessing the two of you cling onto this night like it was your last day on earth. The droplets of water pouring down the two of you as you shared this magical moment.
Your fingers drawing patterns on the back of his neck as he pulled you back already craving the feeling of your lips against his. His lips brushing yours and you felt the heat of his breaths against you, waiting for you to make your move.
"We're going to get sick if we stay any longer out here Jimin." You whispered with a grin in your face.
You swear you heard a low annoyed hum vibrate from the back of his throat and just as you thought he was going to give in and let go of you he only pulled your waist closer making your chest press against his as he said lowly,
"If it means being stuck with you, I'm all for it." He whispered, feeling his lips move against you as the words left his mouth.
From there, there was no turning back as the gap between the two of you vanished before you could even breathe in.
Pitter Patter...
YOUR STORIES WHEN YOUR BOYFRIEND IS JEON JUNGKOOK.
be careful what u ask for bc i’ve never met anyone more delusional than me😭
being delulu is the true key to happiness my friend.
waddup bestie
currently busy loosing my mind over the new namjoon and jungkook pictures.
THIS WAS SO GOOD AND FLUFFY AND MY HEART AAAA
summary: in which jungkook’s tattoos cure your winter blues and you paint his life with colors.
> fluff / wc: 2.3k
> warnings: brief mention of mother gothel being an abusive gaslighter lol you’ll seeeee, one (1) nipple pinch
note: reblogged this post with the tattoos mentioned in the drabble so you can check those out for better visualization if you want !! :D
my first post of year being about jungkook’s tattoos only feels right. hehe feedback is always appreciated <3
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you breathe out another sigh as your peripheral vision catches the view of snow falling from the heavens yet again. you’re lying on the floor with a pillow and a blanket, only a few feet away from the glass door dividing the balcony and the living room.
“a penny for your thoughts?”
you tilt your head to peek through the book you’re reading. “what?”
“you’ve been sighing and pouting.” jungkook points out from the couch, dedicated to the task of folding the fresh laundry. two stacks of clothes, separated by yours and his, are sitting on his right, while the laundry basket is on his left.
“. . . and your octopus is mad.” referring to that famous reversible octopus plushie you bought for fun many months ago. it’s sitting behind your pillow, color blue and stitched with a displeased expression.
you lay down the book over your chest before sighing deeply. “i feel sad. i miss summer.”
your confession makes him quirk a curious eyebrow. “you miss summer? but you hate summer.”
unsure about how to explain yourself, you stick with silence, eyeing him intently with a frown you don’t even realize you’re making.
“what’s that look for?” he chuckles nervously while clutching a pair of your pajama shorts to his chest.
“you’re wearing a sweater.”
as if on cue, he looks down at the cream-colored sweater embracing his torso. “and? you got this for me.”
“it’s the reason i’m missing summer!” you sit up abruptly, the book stumbling over your lap before it finally lands on the floor. and before you can rethink the words you’ve been whining non-stop inside your head, they break free from the restraints on your tongue. “i miss seeing your tattoos.”
an amused grin paints his face. he throws his head back with his eyes closed and nose scrunched, laughing with no sound as he processes your revelation.
“that’s what this is about?”
“. . . yes.” you answer hesitantly, realizing how you just dug yourself a grave and pushed yourself in it.
he tuts as he tucks his long hair behind his ears, crossing his legs and stretching his tattooed arm on top of the couch’s backrest. you catch the tail of his snake tattoo peeking out of the sweater’s sleeve.
what an evil, sexy, sexy man.
“it’s your fault. you won’t let me turn up the heating so i’m always cold.”
“i woke up sweating yesterday when you turned it up again. this is a house, not a sauna.”
“and you make it too cold!” he interjects with a laugh. “want to meet halfway?”
it seems that the deal he just offered is the only possible solution to your winter blues. the holidays have come and gone. the decorations and lights are already being taken down, and you can’t stand to live a colorless life.
you act defeated, feigning your eagerness, but he doesn’t miss the small smile forming on your face. “fiiine.”
“okay!” he enthusiastically responds with that satisfied grin he makes when he gets his way.
he doesn’t waste any time. he instantly goes to adjust the temperature inside the house, going exactly between the numbers you stubbornly punch in behind each other’s backs. forced to come out of your little cocoon, you rip away the blanket from your body and toss it aside.
“i’ll get rid of the sweater now.” he clicks his tongue and sends a teasing wink your way as he walks to your shared bedroom.
you groan, burying your flustered face in the palm of your hands to hide. “i hate you sometimes.”
his melodic laughter echoes in the hallway.
—
jungkook enters the walk-in closet to replace the sweater with a classic white sleeveless shirt. on sunny days, he often wears this or go shirtless in your home. you’ve been especially happy with that since summer last year— after he got his faded tattoos colored, redesigned, and covered up.
of course, you’ve always shown plenty admiration to his first tattoos and the many more that came after them. he gradually filled up the space on his right arm with the ink and formed a tattoo sleeve. however, his new and improved tattoos seem to bring you a special kind of joy he must admit he doesn’t fully understand.
he’s been planning to get his arm fixed since he noticed the tattoos starting to fade, but he struggled to find the time to finalize his design ideas and get the job done. the truth is you were the one who inspired him to quit overthinking every little detail, and to finally carry on with his long overdue plans.
it all started with his birth flower.
—
“all those days watching from the windows, all those years outside looking in~” you sung along softly to tangled’s most beloved song.
jungkook diverted his attention from the television to observe you, unconsciously smiling to himself as he did so. your legs were draped over his lap, and your back was hunched forward as you entertained yourself with coloring his tiger lily tattoo as if it was a page on a coloring book.
it was seven minutes past midnight, and you like the room as dark as possible when you do movie date nights. that’s why you were practically using the lanterns during rapunzel and flynn rider’s ‘i see the light’ as your own lights of guidance as well.
when you paused the movie just before the song started, he thought you were just going to use the bathroom. but you quickly came back with the box of temporary tattoo markers he forgot that even existed. he bought it years ago and used the black marker to figure out the placements of his hand tattoos because he was scared that he’d end up not liking how they looked together. honestly, he doesn’t even remember packing it when he moved in with you. were you the one who saved it from the discard pile?
and as you held his arm close to you, you innocently asked him. “may i?”
“do whatever you want, baby.” he gave permission not only because your bewitching eyes were sparkling, but also because he knew how you find joy in doing little things like this.
you were most probably inspired by the sundrop flower mother gothel stole, he thought as he watched you bring his birth flower to life. you colored the anthers dark brown, and you were already halfway done with the orange petals.
he noticed that you kept on trying to move your head closer to his arm so you could see the details of his tattoo better, which caused your glasses to often slide down your nose bridge, so he took it upon himself to hang it suspended in the air to make things easier for you.
that was until you slapped his wrist lightly. “put it down. your arm will get sore.”
and he dropped it back down.
“thanks, baby boy.”
the pet name made him blush profusely, the rose tint that adorned the apple of his cheeks concealed by the light from the television screen reflecting on his face. its effect on him, never changing, because you only utter it occasionally and it catches him off guard every damn time.
when she successfully brought rapunzel back to the tower, you brought up how mother gothel is one of scariest disney villains for her realistic portrayal of an abusive gaslighter posing as a loving mother. jungkook didn’t even realize that you were still watching the movie. and then you obstructed his vision with the box of markers to briefly steal his attention away from the screen.
“pick two colors.”
“hmm, red and blue.”
“i’m doing this one next.” you pointed at the ‘WINNERS NEVER QUIT’ tattoo above the crease of his forearm. “should i use the colors interchangeably or like make a gradient?”
“gradient.” he responded, yawning sleepily right after.
“i sound like a real artist, don’t i?” you asked with a toothy grin.
“you are one. this looks pretty, love.” he talked about the tiger lily, stretching his forearm towards the television to shine light over it. “when did you get a glitter pen?”
you waved the gold glitter pen with a giggle. you used it to make the flower look like it was radiating magical star dust. “i brought it with the markers.”
and that’s when he decided to finally contact the tattoo artist he’s been meaning to meet up with since the year prior. you made him see the element of art that his tattoos dangerously lacked. colors.
if there was anyone on earth who would be able to open his eyes to that, it only made sense that it would be you.
—
“you finished showering?” you peeked into the walk-in closet, excitedly skipping your way to jungkook. he was standing infront of his underwear cabinet, fresh from the shower and only wearing a towel wrapped around his waist.
he chuckled straight away when he noticed you holding the tube of ointment. “wait. let me put on my boxers first.”
“okaaay.”
you eagerly waited for him on the bench from the other side of the small room. he swiftly slid on a pair of black boxers and sat next to you, offering his arm for your therapeutic indulgence. ever since jungkook started getting his cover-ups done, you already made it part of your routine to apply the prescribed ointment on his healing tattoos throughout the day.
some people meditate, some people solve puzzles. you? you sit down and take your sweet time admiring the glorious pieces of art inked on your boyfriend’s skin.
“they’re so itchy. i want to scratch.” he spoke through gritted teeth as you applied a thin layer of the ointment on top of the tattoos on the outside of his forearm.
“i’m practically scratching them, you know?”
you cautiously swiped your fingers across his ‘RATHER BE DEAD THAN COOL’ and ‘MAKE HAY WHILE THE SUN SHINES’ tattoos, connected by the letter T like they were the answers to a crossword puzzle. they were enhanced by giving them colored shadows: the former’s is red, and the latter blue. and because the letter T completes both tattoos, they mixed the two colors and gave it a purple shadow. oh god, it scratches your brain just right every time you see them. you love yourself some color theory.
the ones on the inside are almost completely healed, you’ve been through the itchiness and peeling off phase with them already. it never gets easier no matter how many times he has experienced it, always complaining about the itchy phase being worse than the pain of getting poked with the needles.
“no, you’re not. you’re so gentle that i feel like i’m being tickled. it makes it worse.” he cried out in frustration, head falling on your shoulder as he fought the excruciating urge to scratch his skin.
“so you want me to be rough and infect you?”
“. . . no.” his awkward voice came out muffled against your neck. “it actually makes me feel nice. like, inside my heart. thank you.”
—
“are you happy now, baby?”
jungkook’s mellifluous voice steals your focus from the purple sweater you’re folding over the table. he towers over you with his naked muscular arms crossed infront of his chest— the ravishing view you’ve dearly missed makes your lips slowly curve into a shy smile.
gone is the melancholia that visibly weighed you down, replaced by an aura he can only describe as the sunrise, but even the sunrise would hang its head in shame if challenged by your beauty and grace.
dear god, he wants to spend the rest of his waking days making you happy and learning what it means to be alive from the look on your face.
“very much.” you loop your hands around his forearms, and with a playful roll of his eyes, he lets you pull his weight down to the couch.
“you folded the rest of the clothes? how are you so fast?”
you reward his tattooed shoulder with lingering kisses before caging his face in your hands to give his lips a rather chaste one.
“i did. that’s the last one.” you pout at the direction of the sweater.
being your boyfriend’s diligent self, he scoots forward to fold it, excited to tick off the task of folding laundry from his to-do list. you seize this opportunity to trace the blue ‘BulletProof’ under his elbow, still finding the font super cool despite seeing it almost (fuck winter) everyday. knowing this all too well, jungkook smiles at the feeling of your delicate fingers caressing his skin. it’s almost as if you’re scared you could possibly erase the ink needled under it.
after carrying each of your own pile of folded clothes to the closet, jungkook voices out the idea that popped in his mind when he was changing his top. “let’s watch rapunzel. i’m in the mood for a disney movie today.”
you fail to bottle up a giggle, finding his little mistake so heartwarmingly endearing. “sure. but babe, the movie is called tangled.”
his doe eyes widen comically as if he was struck by headlights in the middle of the night. “that’s what i said!”
you lightly pinch his nipple. “you liar!”
“. . . was that supposed to be a punishment?”
you blink. “yes.”
his mischievous smile tells you everything that you need to know. “i said tangled the first time! cross my heart!”
“not gonna work anymore.” you stick your tongue out playfully, picking up the octopus plushie beside you and turning it inside out to reveal its yellow smiling face.
it’s his turn to sigh dramatically today.
as he starts typing ‘tangled’ on the television using the remote control, he mumbles to himself. “it was a nice try.”
—
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Genre: Soulmateau! Idolau!Angst;fluff;drama;romance, polyamorousAu!
Pairing:ot7×f!OC
Summary: He took big strides, halting right in front of me as he bends to my eye level, causing me lean back a little. I could feel his breath fanning my face, looking into his eyes, I could see a storm of anger into them.
"We have been nothing but considerate of you and your feelings, while all you've given in return is rejection and cold shoulder since day one." He grits out.
when Selene's 22nd birthday doesn't go as she expected, her world turns upside down, making her resent her soulmates. Will she ever come to accept them in her life or will she continue to run away holding onto her past love?
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Stars to my moon
Genre: Soulmateau! Idolau! Angst;fluff;drama;romance, polyAu!
Pairing:ot7×f!OC
Summary: He took big strides, halting right in front of me as he bends to my eye level, causing me lean back a little. I could feel his breath fanning my face, looking into his eyes, I could see a storm of anger into them.
"We have been nothing but considerate of you and your feelings, while all you've given in return is rejection and cold shoulder since day one." He grits out.
when Selene's 22nd birthday doesn't go as she expected, her world turns upside down, making her resent her soulmates. Will she ever come to accept them in her life or will she continue to run away holding onto her past love?
word count: 1050
Prologue
The sunlight coming through the white curtains lightning the room, and the sound of birds chirping outside on the tree, disturbed the much-needed sleep I was hoping to get. The soft breeze from the window caressing my sweaty face gave me some comfort. My mind was still hazy from last night's event.
As my mind started recalling the reason behind my raging headache, I jolted right up to look for my phone hoping to see a call or a text from him. The disappointment of seeing none in the sea of congratulations from my friends and family struck me like lightning. Yesterday was supposed to be a confirmation that we're soulmates. We were supposed to be happy, not heartbroken. I didn't just lose my love, I lost my best friend too. I didn't realize, I was crying until I saw my phone screen wet. Clenching my eyes shut, I tried not to cry, but all I could see or think about was him.
last night
My heart melted as my eyes landed on the beautiful necklace Eric bought me for my birthday. I looked up into his eyes which were awaiting my response,
"Eric," I said as my mouth broke into a huge grin.
"It's beautiful," I told him as my eyes landed on the beautiful stary necklace again.
Eric's voice made my eyes settle on his, " it took me some time though I finally found the perfect gift for my perfect girl." he said making my cheeks grow heated, butterflies erupting in my stomach even after all this time as I hung my head to hide the effect he still has on me. He loves doing it, making my cheeks flush.
The sound of the chair gliding against the floor stole my attention, I see him getting up from his chair and coming to stand behind me with the necklace in his hands and moving my hair to the side, settling the piece on my neck. The chain was golden and long enough for the stars to touch between my clavicles, which were shining bright, making my breath hitch with the beauty of the neckpiece.
A sudden stinging pain took place between my shoulder blades.
"Ah!" a groan left my lips as I closed my eyes and held the tablecloth between my closed fist .As fast as it came, the pain was gone and I was able to breathe again.
The realization of the reason behind the sudden ache had a glooming smile plastered on my face as I tried to touch the place where now my soul mark rests.
I turned around with excitement, jumped to my feet, and wrapped my arms around his tall and slender figure, his musky scent invading my senses reminding me of home and home he was. He was there when I took my first steps when I joined the elementary school, and when I got bullied in high school for my brown skin and ethnicity, he was always there, protecting me from the world. Though we only officially have been dating for the past six years, we always believed each other to be our soul mates. Even the people around us had no doubt.
When he still didn't move or hug me back, I stepped back and placed my palm on his left cheek: gently calling for him. His eyes found mine as I tried to decipher the emotions swimming behind his blue orbs. The joy of getting my soul mark made me assume his tears were of the same .I leaned in to connect my lips to his, wanting to taste his cupid lips, but he backed away, making my beaming smile turn into a frown.
"what's wrong Eric?" I asked.
" now we can officially call each other soulmates, Aren’t you happy?"
but the next words that came out of his mouth told me exactly the reason behind his turmoil.
" your soul mark.." he gulped and closed his eyes, a lone tear fell on his cheek as he opened them. "it's very beautiful, but i...I don't think we are soulmates" he chuckled bitterly. "cause I didn't get a soul mark when you touched me."
"We were wrong... I can't believe we were wrong for so long" he mumbled while stepping away from me.
My brain took a minute to process his words and I stumbled back as they finally hit me. NO, I thought. My eyes looked for his mark or lack thereof for confirmation and as he said there was nothing.
"NO", "no no no no..." I kept mumbling. " it can't be, we are meant to be together eric, we have always been together." I clutched his shirt wanting nothing more than the words coming out of my mouth to be true, for him to assure me that nothing will change.
"it's okay, it's okay, we don't need the marks to tell us we are meant to be. We can be happy without the stamp of approval of the marks," I said frantically while Eric was trying to get out of my hold shaking his head.
"No, Selene. There are other people, our actual soulmates, we need to think of, who will be affected by this if we try to ignore the soul bonds" he said softly, not wanting me to lose my mind further.
I turned away from him, "I need a drink" I said, chugging down the contents of my glass of wine, which was brought to celebrate my 22nd birthday, my special day. The day we both were eagerly waiting for, to finally show everyone that we indeed are soulmates but, NO the world likes to throw curveballs at my face every time I feel even a spurt of happiness and this is a fucking huge one.
I slowly slide down to my chair, clutching the necklace he just gave me, remembering our moments. Everything we went through together, every time the world got against us we stood together facing it but now? now he wants to let go of the hand he promised to hold forever. All the sweet words of promises he gave me vanish into nothing.
"We can still be friends, Selene. We don't need to throw everything away but, I just can't be with you like that anymore knowing you belong to someone else," he says shaking his head, and stopping my thoughts abruptly.
Stars to my moon
Genre: Soulmate Au! Idol Au! Angst;fluff;drama;romance, poly Au!
Pairing: ot7×f!OC
Summary: He took big strides, halting right in front of me as he bends to my eye level, causing me lean back a little. I could feel his breath fanning my face, looking into his eyes, I could see a storm of anger into them.
"We have been nothing but considerate of you and your feelings, while all you've given in return is rejection and cold shoulder since day one." He grits out.
when Selene's 22nd birthday doesn't go as she expected, her world turns upside down, making her resent her soulmates. Will she ever come to accept them in her life or will she continue to run away holding onto her past love?
word count: 3k (approx)
Chapter-1
It's been a month since my life turned upside down. Everything good in my life was taken from me by the universe. HE was taken from me. The days following our breakup were pretty hard. I tried to get him to change his mind about his stand but I couldn't succeed. He was pretty adamant about waiting for his soulmate now that we knew I wasn't the one.
Soulmates. A word I have grown to despise, the word that took the only thing I thought would be mine forever from me. It took away my dreams of a future with Eric, something I had since childhood, we both thought we would be endgame but guess not. Eric didn't seem much bothered by the fact that I wasn't the one. He removed himself from the equation of my life leaving me no choice but to accept. Even after he said we could still stay friends, I knew I won't be content by just staying friends, I wanted more. The last time we spoke he said we could be friends again one day when I have finally accepted the fact that we won't be together and moved on with my life and, to be honest, I don't see myself doing it. Eric is someone I would always hold in my heart even if I'm mad at him and speaking of my soulmate, well, I don't want anything to do with them, atleast not right now, not when I'm hurting so much.I don't know what I'll do or say.
The sound of my phone ringing brought me back to reality, I knew it was my mother asking about my well-being. I wasn't the only one the event took a toll on, my mother was hit pretty hard with the news of Eric not being my soulmate. She used to ship us since we were children, she had all kinds of dreams made up. I rolled my eyes as I reached for my phone placed on the coffee table.
"hola, mama!" I answered.
"Selene, baby, how are you?" my mother asked. She has been checking up on me every day since she heard the news.
"I'm good mama, I was just packing for my trip. how are you? are you sure you don't wanna come with?" I asked. Being a single mother she has always tried not to make me feel the lack of my father, so I always try to include her in my life as much as I can.
"Yes, mi hija, I'm sure. I know you need this trip. And if I go, who would look after the business?" she answered and she is right, this trip is a necessity for my mental health. Considering she is a contractual florist, her business has grown quite big this past decade.
"Do get me some gifts from your trip, okay?" she demanded.
"yes, I will. Take care mama. I have to finish packing, I have an early flight tomorrow." I said as I cut the call.
............I wake up to the sound of my alarm and get up to go to the bathroom to get fresh. As I take my clothes off, I steal a glance at my soul mark in the mirror. It's pretty, there is no denying it, if only it connected me to Eric. I sigh, trying to ignore the ache in my heart.
I step into the shower, the cold water washing down my nerves as my mind wanders off to the phenomenon of soulmates.
Soulmates came along before I was even born. On the person's 22nd birthday, a mark appears on their body, on the ring finger of males, whereas it can appear anywhere on the female's body. The marks glow when soulmates touch each other but only a kiss can connect their souls and seal their bond.
I turn off the shower and step out to get ready.
After an hour I'm waiting for my cab to pick me up as I read a text from my mom wishing me a safe flight.
Boarding my flight, I sigh as I take my seat in the first class. The flight is 14 hours long so I get comfortable, plugging in my headphones listening to Enrique Eglesias' discography. Eric loved his music, and I loved what Eric loved. The memories of our time together, our silly food fights, drunk steamy makeout sessions, sweet date nights, our first I love you's, our first time, deep talks, teasing each other during the family functions, started flooding my mind and I sniffled as I wiped the tears off my cheeks.
The sound of a throat clearing made me open my eyes as I looked up to the flight attendant asking if I wanted something.
"A glass of red wine and some fruits would be fine, Thank you. " I answered.
She nodded and went to the back.
After eating, I asked for a blanket and decided to get some sleep and give a break to my tired body.
The commotion at the exit makes me look up from my phone, as I was looking for the address of the hotel I will be staying at. The shuttering of cameras and the presence of the paparazzi make me realize that a celebrity must be coming. I go around to the back exit to avoid the commotion. I have always been fascinated by the Korean culture, I even enrolled myself in hangul learning class but Eric didn't seem to support the idea so I dropped out, but I can understand their language to an extent now. Eric thought if I wanted to learn an Asian language I should be learning of the place of my origin.
I'm a southasian girl who was adopted by a Spanish tourist. I don't remember the life before my adoption since I was only 1. Also I never really found my birthplace much intriguing as I did Korea. The respect, care and love these people show to each other has always fascinated me.
That's the reason why I chose the first place of my trip to be Korea. I don't know why, but I always wanted to learn about its culture.
A shoulder bumping into me makes me stumble back and my phone slips onto the floor, just as the plushie from the guy's hands falls.
"Mierda!" I curse as I bend down to pick up my phone only for my head to bump into his.
"Joder!" 'Aish!" the words fall from our lips at the same time. I open my eyes to see a face hiding behind a mask and a baseball cap looking back at me with his chocolate brown eyes. His soft eyes making me forget about my phone or the ache on my forehead. Our staring is interrupted when I feel his cold fingertips touching the part of my forehead where we bumped. A weird electric zap from his touch makes me fall back on my butt.
"Gwaenchaneuseyo?" he asks with worry in his eyes. I nod with wide eyes staring up at him as someone comes from behind, whispering something in his ear making the guy look back at me with apologetic eyes as he hands me my mobile and gets up to go back with the other guy, clutching his toy in his arms.
I get up, brushing off my jeans as I shake my head and move towards the exit. I give the taxi driver the address to the hotel and sit back looking out the window. The song playing on the radio catches my attention,
" Nice song, Whose the singer," I ask the driver.
"oh, singer? It's BTS, you know BTS?" he asks.
I shake my head as I reply, " No, I don't know about them but I do know of them."
" they're big in music." he tells me with a big proud smile on his face.
I nod, moving back to look out the window as my mind wanders off to the guy who ran into me at the airport.
who was that guy, I thought? his attire was pretty secretive for an airport look. And why was he even carrying a toy? maybe it was a gift for a child? is he a father? it could be for his nephew or niece? the toy was cute tho, white alpaca, with a comforting smile. how did a toy even have a comforting smile?
The driver's voice gets me out of my head as he tells me we've reached our destination. I get out and pay the driver, ready to check into my hotel and back to my slumber.
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His body is shielded with his bodyguard's, as they walk ahead trying to dodge the cameras and screaming fans. They don't know how the news of their arrival got out since they were pretty careful about it. As he gets into the black van, taking his mask and cap off. Closing his eyes, he leans his head back on the seat. His mind wanders off to the girl he bumped at the airport as a smile takes over his features.
The voice of his member brings him back to reality.
"Jinnie Hyung!" Jimin says, the tone of his voice makes the elder look at him with question in his eyes.
"Your finger Hyung!" he exclaims with excitement, pointing at his fingers.
His words make Jin look down at his hand and his eyes widen in shock.
He knows what that means, the soul mark on his ring finger glowing.
It wasn't there when he got off the plane so he must have touched his soulmate at the airport. Maybe one of the fans? Or maybe the girl-
He holds his breath as the realization of that girl being his soulmate sinks in.
Jin has been waiting for his soulmate for 7 years now. Being 29 and without a soulmate took a toll on him, and just as he accepted the fact that maybe in his line of work there's not many chances of meeting his soulmate, she appeared. He looks at the star on his ring finger.
Her amber, almond-shaped eyes, there was something behind them so hypnotizing. The little mole beneath her eyes stood out on her wheatish complexion. She must be a tourist considering her language.
Was it French? No, It was Spanish I guess, Yes. She's from Spain? But she didn't look like a Spaniard. She could be Mexican too.
He shakes his head trying not to overthink. All he needs to do now is find her before she goes back. The giggling of the Maknaes reminds him that he's not alone. He looks at them,
" Already daydreaming Hyung? Do you know who they are?" Jungkook asks making him shake his head in reply.
"No, But I might have an idea"
"You'll find them Hyung, don't worry."
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For my last night in Seoul, I thought about visiting the Han river once again. The calm and peace I get from this place is what I needed.
The past week here has taught me so much about the culture. This place, even after spending only a week, makes me want to stay here forever. The warmth I feel here, the welcoming nature of the people, makes me consider building a home here.
Having a home here with Eric wouldn't have been so bad. My hand goes to hold the star of my necklace as I think about him. My eyes looking up at the starry sky.
"here, you see that?" I say, pointing at a star in the vast sky. He shakes his head in reply.
"The brightest one baby, you see it? Its Sirius. It means glowing in Greek. A fitting description isn't it? It's the easiest to find since it's the brightest star in the sky, that's why it was well known among them " I tell him still looking at the sky. I hear a hmm in response. I look back at him just to find him already looking at me, I quirk an eyebrow in question.
" You know, your eyes shine when you talk about the universe. Talking about the moon and stars give you a different kind of happiness. And I love hearing you talking about them." He says in his fruity voice making my cheeks flush.
"So, did you think where you"ll be enrolling for your masters?" He asks changing the topic.
"Not yet; I was thinking about visiting Mom for a while, help out in the business, after finishing this last semester" I reply as I reach for the fruit across the blanket. Eric had planned the perfect date for us; a picnic under the starry sky. He organized everything; from lanterns to food. He even had rose petals scattered across the blanket. Sometimes I wonder how I got this lucky to have him by my side.
My train of thought breaks when I feel a tear slipping on my hand. I didn't even realize I was crying but it's not like I've done anything else since he broke up with me. I chuckle, wiping the tears off my face.
"um, Miss?" a voice comes from behind me. I turn around to see a man in a mask, standing there with a bicycle. Maybe wearing a mask is common here.
"yes?" I reply, does he need something? I think.
"Are you okay?" he asks with worried eyes. I don't even know this man and he is worrying over me. These people are too kind.
"Yes, of course. I just...remembered something." I say, not wanting to say the truth but not being able to lie either.
"Oh! bad memories?" He asks hesitantly, making me nod in reply.
"Do you want to talk about it? I mean it might make you feel better talking about it with a stranger nonetheless. Only if you want to of course." He says shrugging his shoulder.
"I..." I open my mouth to reject his offer of kindness but his soft, comforting eyes make me change my mind. What's the harm in telling a stranger I'm never gonna meet again?
"sure," I say, making his eyes squint; He must be smiling beneath the mask.
And so I tell him everything that happened this past month, about Eric. He listens attentively, nodding his head as if to say he understands. We walk down the path together; him holding his bike.
As I finish telling him about my misery, I notice he never tried to interrupt me or show any sign of judgment in his expressions. Only after listening to the whole story does he asks;
"And do you know who or where your soulmate is?" making me shake my head in return. "And you don't wanna find them? Give them a chance? I mean we're talking about a phenomenon here that binds the most compatible souls together, the people who are each other halves." again making me shake my head; "I WAS the most compatible with Eric, he not only knows about my life, he has lived it with me, witnessed it as I did with his, how could we not be soulmates I don't get it. I love him; he doesn't only hold a piece of it, he owns my whole heart, even if he doesn't want it anymore." My voice breaks as I tell him, "I cannot give someone something I don't own."
And I'm afraid of falling in love again. I thought in my head.
He nods; "Give it time, Everything will be alright." he assures me.
We walk in silence for a minute before he stops and says " It was nice meeting you..."
"Selene"
"It was nice meeting you Selene, I'm Namjoon. I hope you feel some weight lifted off your chest now. " He says with squinting eyes, again letting me know about the smile behind his mask.
"It was nice meeting you too, Namjoon. And I do, Thank you. Talking about it did help." I tell him with a grateful smile gracing my lips.
The chilly breeze from the river makes my flowy dress move as if it came to life, I swipe my fingers across my face moving the dark locks behind my ears, I catch a glimpse of the man standing in front of me with a strange look in his eyes.
I call for him making him blink, all thoughts forgotten he smiles, nodding, indicating it's time for us to part ways.
"Well, Get back safely, I hope you have a good time on the rest of the trip!" He says, waving his hand as he moves to get on his bike and riding away, leaving me looking after the trail he just left.
Chapter-2
Stars to my moon
Genre: Soulmate Au! Idol Au! Angst;fluff;drama;romance, poly Au!
Pairing: ot7×f!OC
Summary: He took big strides, halting right in front of me as he bends to my eye level, causing me lean back a little. I could feel his breath fanning my face, looking into his eyes, I could see a storm of anger into them.
"We have been nothing but considerate of you and your feelings, while all you've given in return is rejection and cold shoulder since day one." He grits out.
when Selene's 22nd birthday doesn't go as she expected, her world turns upside down, making her resent her soulmates. Will she ever come to accept them in her life or will she continue to run away holding onto her past love?
word count: 5k(approx)
Chapter-2
Jin has tried everything in his power to search for her soulmate. When they reached the dorm from the airport that night, the maknaes had already spread the news to the other members, who then asked him the same questions the maknaes did in the car. He looks at his soul mark, remembering the excitement of his members. He knew they were happy for him but it wasn't just happiness in their eyes but also hope. Hope that they too can meet their soulmate and that it wasn't impossible to do so in their world.
They only just set foot in the dorm when the members bombarded Jin with questions about his soulmate, letting him know the maknaes didn't hold back from sharing the information with the other members.
"Yah!" he raises his voice, making the members go quiet.
"One by one, I'll answer all your questions one by one! Namjoon-ah, you go first." he says as they all settle on the couch in the living room, leaving their luggage at the entrance; that could be handled afterward.
The latter opens his mouth "Do you know who it is, Hyung?"
Jin knew his first question will be; " It must be the girl I bumped into since it's clear the mark appeared at the airport." He says.
"How can you be sure, Hyung? There were so many people at the airport. It could be any one of them." The question comes from Suga, leave it to this guy to always ask the most rational questions.
"Because when I touched her forehead, this weird zap of electricity passed through us and I know she felt it too. Also, I didn't come in contact with any other person besides us, our team, and her. So she has to be the one to give me this." He explains while looking fondly at his mark and making the younger nod in response.
"How are we going to find her then? Do you know her name? how she looks?" Hoseok questions.
"I didn't have the time to ask her name but I do know that she cursed in Spanish, maybe its her first language so she might be a Spaniard or Mexican.
And from appearance, she had beautiful amber almond-shaped eyes and brunette hair. Her complexion was wheatish. And oh! She had a mole a little beneath her left eye. That's all I know." Jin answerd lost in his own world just thinking about his soulmate.
"We should tell the company, they'll be able to find her before us."
As per Taehyung's advice, Jin told their CEO, Bang Si Hyuk, the very next day over dinner.
"So, how did your shoot go? And performance? Anything interesting happened?" the question was asked casually by his Hyung but one that had his heart racing, he was nervous about telling him the news; he didn't know how he'll react, as their boss or their older brother. He was hoping for it to be the latter.
"The shoots went great, the music video for Black Swan came out a masterpiece really. Everyone worked so hard. And the performance was good too; we enjoyed it, hopefully, we'll perform our own song at the Grammys soon." He replies. "Our schedule is packed for later this month with the release of the album. We all are a little nervous but we hope our fans will love this album as much as the other ones."
"We'll have a celebratory dinner soon, for the success of the album, I suppose." Band Pd Nim says knowing well their Army will never let them down.
"Hmm. Also, yes something interesting did happen but not in the states rather when we landed. I got my soul mark" he says showing him his ring finger, making the older freeze for a second before he opened his mouth with a big grin "Congratulations! Jin. Why didn't you lead with that? That's great news. You should've brought them along, I would love to meet them."
His reply led Jin to release a breath of relief. "That's the problem, I had an encounter with her briefly at the airport but I didn't know she was it at the time. I found out later, So I need your help to find her. She's a tourist, as far as I know. We don't know for how long she'll be here."
" Don't worry, we'll find her. I'll spread the news in the circle," his hyung reassures.
The company started the search for the girl the best they could with the provided information; Jin was also doing his part, trying to find her on social media.
There wasn't much he could do, being a celebrity.
With each passing day, Jin started to become more and more gloomy. The members tried to keep his spirits up, they even had an argument with the searching team for showing such incompetency. His mood was making his members worry for him, sure not having found their soulmate even after so many years bothered the other members deeply but they knew even though Jin didn't show it, he was the most affected by this fact, and now when he knew he did have one, fate was playing games with him. All they wanted was for him to be happy.
Unfortunately, Luck wasn't on his side; a week passed but the company couldn't find any trace of the girl in the capital but considering the size and population of Seoul, there was still hope. At least that was what Jin was being told.
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Jin was sitting on the couch in the living room with Jungkook. They were trying to find his soulmate on social media; the maknae came up with the idea a few days ago. The latter showed him his skills and knowledge of the online world; when they heard Namjoon.
"Hyung!" he comes in wheezing, bending down with both his hands on his knees trying to catch his breath.
Seeing his state, Jin gets up to get him a glass of water. Being the eldest, he has always tried his best to take care of the members, always taking care of their needs.
"Thank you, Hyung." Namjoon says, taking the glass from his hands and drinking its contents.
"Now, care to explain why you're in such a hurry?" Jin asks, quirking an eyebrow at him.
"Hyung, can you please describe your soulmate to me again?" he requests.
Jin nods, pulling back the memory he has been visiting often in the past week. He tries to describe her as close to reality as he could; mentioning her mole beneath the left eye, her amber eyes, brunette hair that he is sure goes just far enough to settle at the middle of her back, and all the other little details he didn't have time to process at that time.
His words make Namjoon's eyes wide "It was her!" he whispers to himself though the older could already hear, considering their proximity.
"Who, Namjoon-ah?" he asks just to make sure what he heard was right.
"Her Jinnie-Hyung! Your soulmate!" he exclaims. His words make Jin's heart beat a little faster, hope; that's what he's feeling right now.
"Where? How? when?" He blurts out his question, all ready to bolt out the door to find his soulmate.
"I was at Han river, that's where I met her! I don't know if she's still there, but we should go check." Jin nods and moves to grab the car keys, but Jungkook beats him to it, announcing he's driving.
"I drive better than you, Hyung!"
On the drive, Namjoon is again bombarded with questions by Jin about his soulmate.
"How do you know it was her?" "Did you talk to her?" "Did you ask her name?"
"Hyung! Calm down! she had the same features as you told, not to forget the mole beneath her left eye."
"And her name is Selene."
"Selene." Jin tries her name on his tongue. Such a lovely name.
"Do you know anything else?" he asks again, before the former could say anything in return.
"We're here!" The maknae informs them.
All of them get out of the car.
They search for her from one corner of the bridge to another; in the cold wind, they didn't even remember to bring their coats. But that doesn't matter, for them, the most important thing right now was to find Jin's soulmate.
"Where did you last see her, Namjoonie Hyung!"
"There," the older replies, pointing to the bench near where he left her.
"We should also look at the park." "Good idea, Jungkookie. You go there with Hyung; I'll keep on looking here."
As Namjoon is left alone, he ponders if he should tell his Hyung everything he learned about her. Most importantly, should he tell him she doesn't want a soulmate? That she hates the idea of having a soulmate right now? Shouldn't he give him some kind of warning regarding her past? But he, himself, told her that there's no harm in spilling her heart's content to a stranger, and she trusted him. How can he break her trust? And why does he care about her;some stranger he met an hour ago?
It would be wrong to cheat her. What if she doesn't trust anyone else with her secrets again if he breaks it now?
But can he lie to his Hyung? He brushed the subject off when he asked before; What will he say if he asks again? If he does lie and later Jin gets to know about him being aware of her past, will he forgive him? Better yet, will he be able to forgive himself?
His heart grows heavy, having to choose between doing the right thing and having his Hyung's back. How can he solve his heart's dilemma?
No, he shakes his head. Jin is a charming man; he'll be able to make his place inside her heart. Even if it'll take time, he has absolute confidence in his Hyung. She thinks right now that she won't be able to love someone again, especially, her soulmate but they're meant to be; they are each other's halves; eventually, Jin will grow on her.
After looking for a while, the members meet up again feeling dejected.
To Jin, it felt like having something you desire so close and not being able to reach it. And close she was, why couldn't the universe just give him a break; let him have one thing without struggle? Maybe he wasn't its favorite; after so many years of misery, it showed him a glimmer of hope, only for his sky to fill back up with dark clouds. He sighs, having no idea how much longer he can play this game with the universe.
On their way back home, Namjoon tells them that they should talk with Bang PD Nim tomorrow. The new information might help to find her a little quickly.
As everyone moves to go back to their rooms, Jin feels a hand on his shoulder;
"Don't worry Hyung, even if we couldn't find her today, we did come a step closer after knowing her name. You'll meet her soon enough." Jungkook consoles, making him smile sadly at him as he nods his head in return and disappears into his room.
Namjoon is lying in his bed looking up at the ceiling, lost in thought; trying to justify why he risked his safety today when he saw her crying. What was it about her that pulled him towards her, wanting nothing more than to wipe those tears away? Was it because she's Jin Hyung's soulmate? but he didn't know about that fact before, so why was he acting that way? How could he be attracted to his Hyung's soulmate?
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Selen's pov-
On my first day in Busan; I went to the Haeundae beach for a relaxing day. But it turned out not to be the best decision. Seeing all these couples, it just broke my heart further, to not have Eric by my side anymore. He had the ability to make everything better for me.
I stayed at the beach soaking up the sun, trying to ignore all the couples, for 3 long hours before deciding to have had enough of it.
I packed my stuff up and throw over a dress over my red strip bikini, ready to get out of this personal hell.
I wander around the streets of Busan for an hour before I see an Art museum. I've always loved art; even though I have no idea or experience in anything related to it, I mean sure I tried but it turned out to be a disaster, I decided just then to spare the universe of my doings. I still love the art of making something come alive with your imagination and the brush of your hands.
I walk around the museum; looking at the paintings, trying to decipher the meaning behind each one. That's my favorite part about it, guessing what message was the artist trying to convey with their art.
My day ends up in a pretty restaurant. I try their Kimbap with Jajangmyeon noodles for the first time after coming to the country. And to say it was delicious would be an understatement, makes me think about why did I wait so long to eat these dishes. For most of my first week here, I was eating the dishes I knew of and tried before like ramen and rice and all.
The next day, I go to see the infamous Oryukdo Skywalk and boy did it take my breath away. The view was so serene I would set my camp up here if I could. I mean, I knew Korea was beautiful but I didn't know it was this breathtaking. My only regret would be not sharing this experience with Eric. If only we had come here before everything went downhill. Thinking about him my hands automatically go to feel the necklace on my neck; it has become a habit of mine now. Every time I think about him, my hands hold the necklace as if to assure me of his presence.
I spend my whole day at the Skywalk; enjoying the scenery and serenity of the place. I have seen people here giving me side eyes mostly because I am a foreigner but I know it's also because of my skin. Being kind and respectful, Korea still had its dark side which was the beauty standards they have set for women here. I don't get affected by it anymore; I was a south Asian adopted by a lonely widow Spaniard woman, I have experienced these side-eyes all my life. I'm not brown but my skin color is still a little dull though that wasn't the main reason I was bullied in high school but rather for being of a different race and having a different ethnicity.
Except for my genes, I have gotten nothing from my birth country. Even my name was chosen by my mom, she changed whatever name I had before, the reason being that it was my new start and why would I want to keep something of my birth parents when they didn't even want to keep me and fair enough.
My little picnic is interrupted by the sound of rumbling coming from my stomach, reminding me I have yet to eat something since breakfast. I sigh, getting up from my place and brushing my jeans off any dirt. I make my way trying to find a good restaurant nearby on my phone.
After getting my fill, I call a cab to go back to my Hotel.
On my third day in Busan, I got a little cultural and visited the Haedong Yonggungsa Temple. Upon arrival, I was greeted by 12 zodiac stone figures.
I love visiting temples, and this one, in particular, is beautiful, nestled on a mountain. The weather was exceptionally good too, which added to the charm of the Temple. Climbing the steps didn’t feel tiring and I was pumped up to find out what made this temple such a hit with locals and tourists. The place is beautiful, overlooking the ocean. I stayed till 4 in the evening to explore the place, making a wish at their lucky pond, basking in the calm of the place, before moving on to the next stop for the day.
By the time I reach the Bupyeong kkangtong Night market, the sun started to set. I pay the driver and look at the hundreds of options for me to feast on. The food choices range from caramelized fruits to many kinds of skewers, pancakes & special delicacies that are specialties of Busan. I heard it was the perfect place to experience Busan's food culture, and I can see why so. The place was amazing; the street was covered to protect the stalls sizzling with deliciousness.
I try many things; Fish, silkworm, and a couple of fusion dishes with some dessert. The food was delightful.
As I was going to get a drink I felt my phone buzz, seeing the caller ID, my lips curl upwards, I had yet to talk to my mother after coming to Busan so I was glad to see her call.
"Hi, Mama. How are you?" I answer the call with questions spurting out of my mouth.
"I'm good, Mi Hija. You tell me how are you?" She questions back.
"I'm great, Mama. Trying to explore the culture. I'm at the Night Market right now, It's known for its street food and Mama, is it delicious. I wish you could taste it as well." I say, not watching where I was going I bump into a man.
"Sorry!" I say, briefly looking back at the masked man before moving forward.
"Maybe next time. Did you get something for me yet?" She asks me making me roll my eyes still smiling.
"Yes, Mama. Did you think I'll forget? Have some faith in your daughter Mama." I reply
"Of course not, Mi Hija. I was just curious. What did you buy?" obviously not saying the truth. I let it go.
"Nah-uh, I'm not telling," I say, calling over for the taxi.
"Actually, Mama I wanted to speak to you about something."
"Yes, Mi Hija."
"I was looking for a university to enroll for my Masters. Would Seoul be a bad idea for it?"
"No, my baby. If you want to do your study in Seoul, you should." She reassures me, following up with, "You liked Seoul that much huh?"
"It's a really nice place, it gives me calm." She hums in response.
"Well, we'll see to the formalities. Choose a university and look for a place then." "And Mi Hija, You'll be alright," she says before cutting the call.
Her words make my hand reach for my locket once again. But all I felt was my skin. I looked down at my chest but it wasn't there. I move around my seat searching for it, but it wasn't there either. My heart started pounding rapidly, as tears filled my eyes. All I could think was I couldn't lose it, that was the last thing Eric gave me. The necklace was the last link between him and I, something i wasn't ready to let go of yet.
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I went back to the market, frantically searching for the piece on the trail I took. I looked everywhere, but it was nowhere. Did someone found it? Did they throw it away? How am I going to find them? I tried asking the stall managers if they found it or saw someone take it. But it wasn't getting me anywhere. All they did is shook their heads; no one saw anything.
I searched for my precious gift for 2 hours; it was getting late. The rush on the street was disappearing. The night was getting quieter as I sat there crying on the side of the footpath. Why does the universe like to play games with me so much? Now it took the last memory of Eric from me. Why could it not just give me a fucking break? I was so fucking sick and tired of its bullshit.
A hand came on my shoulder; I looked up to see an aged man, around his sixties he must be, by the looks of the wrinkles on his face.
"Trouble, child?" He asks me with a soft smile.
I shake my head, sniffling. I use my jumper's sleeves to make sweater paws to wipe my nose.
"I lost my locket. Have you seen it anywhere?" I ask him, taking out my phone, and showing him a close-up picture of me so the necklace would be visible.
"No. I'm sorry, child. It must mean so much to you to be fussing over it this much." He says. I nod in reply.
"It's okay; I'm sure you'll find it. Come back in the morning to look for it in the daylight. It's too late for you to sit here all alone like this."
"But what if it's not gone yet and someone takes it by then?"
"Someone might have already taken it. You can't put yourself in danger over what-ifs child. Go home."
I nod, getting up and bowing down to say thank you to him before making my way to flag down a taxi.
My only hope now is to come back early in the morning to search for it. I am not ready to lose it.
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Jimin and Jungkook came back to visit their families during the break. The others, too, went back to their home cities hoping to spend some quality time with their own families before they start the promotions of the album.
Both the members agreed to meet for drinks and their tradition to see who can eat more street food. Which was nothing more than justifying the amount of food they were going to devour. If they present it as a bet, the people won't judge. Or that's what their logic says.
The fellows skipped on the street, teasing each other. Happy with being surrounded by so much food. They knew they were going to have to work harder in the gym. To balance their bodies after consuming all of this fat here, but right now, they couldn't care less. It was all worth it in their eyes.
"Jungkook-ah, can you eat seven packets of ramen in one sitting by yourself?" Jimin asks, making him raise his eyebrow.
"Yah! Jiminshi. Wanna make a bet?"
Jimin backs down immediately, "No, No. Pfttt. You could fit a truck in there if you tried."
Everyone knew to avoid Jungkook's competitive side. If he gets competitive, he'll only be satisfied after destroying you.
They both laughed at Jimin's comment, not seeing where they were going. Jimin bumps into someone sending a wave of static energy in his hand. He turns around to see if they're okay, but the girl didn't stop. Shouting an apology, she went along her way.
Jimin shrugged, ready to move forward when he sees something shiny on the ground. He bends down to pick up the object.
"Do you think it belongs to her?" He asks Jungkook, showing him the shiny piece of jewelry.
Instead of replying, Jungkook grabs his hand, taking him out of the street and towards their car.
Just as the doors to their car close, he asks, "When did you get it? It wasn't there before, right?"
Jimin has no idea what Jungkook is asking about, "What are talking about?" his eyebrows furrowed.
"The mark, Jiminie-hyung!"
Jimin freezes as he looks down at his hand, and sure enough, there it sat in all its glory, a shining star on his ring finger.
Silence fills the car as neither of them utters a word. Jimin is processing the news, lost in his thoughts, while Jungkook gives him time to do so.
After a few minutes, as the former comes to terms with the fact that he had met his soulmate just now, his mind starts running at full speed. Who could it be? How is he going to find them? Busan is a big city; he can't just go around knocking at every door asking to touch people.
As he starts to get frantic, he feels a hand on his own. He looks up at the youngest member. Even without words, the younger has made Jimin's heart calm down a little.
Jimin closes his eyes as he sighs. A breath of relief escapes his lips. Even if it's just been three years for him, seeing his older members, he didn't have much hope, which changed when Jin got his mark. What a coincidence, they both get their marks just a week apart.
His eyes open as he remembers the locket he is still holding. Could it be the girl that he just bumped in? I mean, sure, their hands did brush for a second. It's clear that the mark wasn't there before, so it must have been at the market only. And he didn't come in contact with anyone else before that.
His thoughts are interrupted by the voice coming from beside him, "Hyung? Does your mark look like Jin Hyung's to you?" he frowns, looking back at his mark. Now that he sees it, it does resemble their Hyung nim's a little.
"Should we ask him to send a picture?" he suggests. Jungkook takes his phone out to do so right away.
They text Jin, wanting to see if their suspicion was correct. They wait for a few minutes before Jin's reply comes.
Both the members stare at the picture and Jimin's mark, trying to see even a hint of difference but failed. The realization of both; Jin and Jimin being soulmates of the same girl sets down heavily in their hearts. What game was fate playing?
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Annyeonghaseyo, Babies.
Here's a treat for you. A longer chapter. This is the longest I've written yet. Thank you all for your support.
Also, Buckle up. The rides gonna get crazier.
Borahae!
Stars to my moon | Chapter-3 |
Genre: Soulmate Au! Idol Au! Angst;fluff;drama;romance, poly Au!
Pairing: ot7×f!OC
Summary: He took big strides, halting right in front of me as he bends to my eye level, causing me lean back a little. I could feel his breath fanning my face, looking into his eyes, I could see a storm of anger into them.
"We have been nothing but considerate of you and your feelings, while all you've given in return is rejection and cold shoulder since day one." He grits out.
when Selene's 22nd birthday doesn't go as she expected, her world turns upside down, making her resent her soulmates. Will she ever come to accept them in her life or will she continue to run away holding onto her past love?
Word count: 5484
In the soulmate world, everyone gets a different mark, something related or completing their soulmate's. That's why, knowing Jin and Jimin had the same soul mark, it was prominent that they both had the same soulmate.
Both; Jimin and Jungkook agree not to tell the members right away, but when they are all back to the dorm after spending their breaks in peace. The news they were to break was nothing less than a bomb. Jimin was already struggling to come to terms with the fact that he and Jin might share the same soulmate. How are they going to tell him this? How is Jin going to react when he hears about it?
The boys try to enjoy the rest of the break, but considering the situation, it was a bit difficult.
As Saturday comes, the boys were back at the dorms. Them, Suga, and RM were the only ones to arrive yet. The others will be back by tomorrow.
The last three days were challenging for the younger members to hold onto the information and not share it with anyone else yet. Both the boys were anticipating for the moment to lighten the weight of their hearts. Though Jimin was nervous to tell Jin the new knowledge he stumbled upon, he could not bear to keep it to himself anymore.
When Sunday comes, the members, as per their routine, gather up in the living room to talk about their breaks sharing stories from back home.
"So get this, I was playing catch with Moni while holding cold coffee in my other hand, and instead of the ball, I threw my coffee. Even he was confused." Namjoon tells the members, face-palming while shaking his head.
The members burst out in laughter.
Jimin laughed too, or more like faked a laugh, but unlike always, he did not throw himself on the nearest member or the floor.
Yoongi, who had been observing his quiet behavior since last night, knew something was wrong. He brushed it off, thinking it was because he was down from the flight, but it was clear now that something was bothering him. So, he voiced his concern,
"What is it, Jimin-ah?"
His question towards Jimin put everyone's attention on the latter.
"Nothing, Hyung." he lied, but one look from his Hyung made him drop his act.
He sighs, "something happened when Jungkook-ah and I met up back in Busan." making the members, all the more curious.
"Spill it already. Don't take dramatic pauses." the sentence came from Taehyung, who was at the edge of his seat now.
"I- I got my soul mark." Jimin stutters, his head down, his nerves spiked.
A chorus of congratulations rang in the room.
Taehyung gasps.
Hobi comes to hug, skipping towards him while clapping his hands.
Namjoon comes in for a hug as well, with a wide smile.
Taehyung comes, asking to see his mark, which he hid with the broad ring. His request made Jimin's eyes wide.
Seeing his expression towards the request, Yoongi asks,
"This is news to celebrate Jimin-ah. Why were you worried? Is there something else you aren't telling us?"
"I- umm, I'll show you first," He replies.
Jimin takes his ring off, stretching his hand so all the members could see. His eyes were on Jin, waiting for his reaction.
As soon as the mark was visible to the members, their eyes went wide, buffering, trying to process the information before moving their heads between Jimin and Jin.
Jin, on the other hand, was frozen. He could not believe what he was seeing. The replica of the mark that sets on his ring finger.
He didn't know how to react to this information.
They had heard about two people sharing the same person but never thought he would board the same boat as them.
The longer Jin stayed silent, the more nervous Jimin became.
Suddenly a thought passes Jin's mind,
"Is that why you asked for a picture of my mark?" The question was directed at Jungkook, who noded back in reply.
"We thought it looked like yours, so we asked you for one to confirm."
Jin nods, "So you must have met her. Did you bring her with you?"
"No, Hyung-nim. We couldn't even see her properly, let alone meet her."
"You at least had seen her." whispered jimin, looking dejected.
The little hope that shone through jin's eyes died again hearing their reply.
"But we did find her necklace. Or at least we think it's hers. She dropped it when she bumped into me."
Jimin takes the locket out of his pocket to show them.
"Hyung! I remember this. She was wearing it that night. She kept touching it. It must be important to her."
The words come from Namjoon. He remembers; she didn't let go of the necklace much while sharing her sorrows with him. He still hasn't told his Hyung about it. Now, Jimin is the soulmate of the same girl as well.
Does she even know that she has not one but two soulmates? She wasn't ready to accept one in her life; how will she make place for two? Forget her life; how will she do so in her heart?
He could only hope; both his members won't end up hurting.
"So we know she's in Busan."
"We don't know Hyung. It happened on the third night."
" If she's a tourist, she won't stay in the same city for long."
Hoseok spoke for the first time.
"This is making my head hurt." Jin exhales a heavy breath, his fingers pinching the bridge of his nose. "I'm going to bed."
Jimin watches as Jin leaves the room. His heart heavy as he slides down on the couch, clutching the necklace.
Taehyung hugs him, trying to provide him some comfort, strength. Jungkook sits on Jimin's other side, hand on his back.
Everyone saying words of comfort, telling him everything will work out.
The night gets darker; everyone asleep by then except Jimin. He was cursing fate; for having to put him in this position, for making him the reason for his Hyung's state. He couldn't bear to see anyone upset; how could he handle being the reason for it?
But that wasn't all he was thinking about. What happens after they finally meet their soulmate? How will she react after finding out that she has two soulmates? Would she be happy? For him, it doesn't matter that he has to share a soulmate when the other person is his own member, his hyung who doesn't have a selfish bone in his body. He can't wait to meet his soulmate and give her all the love she deserves.
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I hail down a taxi as soon as I walk out the door of the Airport.
As my mother suggested, I came back to Seoul in search of an apartment. I looked up the Seoul university yesterday and filled an online application. I also searched for some apartment complexion near it, so my agenda for the next two days is set.
The morning after I lost my locket, I went back to that place to search for it again at the first crack of dawn but to no avail. I spent my whole day at the market hoping for a miracle, but who was I even kidding; it's clear that the universe is not on my side.
The next day I spent in my hotel room in Busan, moping around for losing my precious locket. The day was spent crying, and by the evening, when I had had enough of my wailing, I gave myself a stern lecture to start moving on from Eric and try to set up my life here. That's how I ended up enrolling at the university and on the flight back to Seoul the following morning.
But who was I kidding? I could never get over Eric; my love for him runs deeper than the soul bond. It runs in every vein of my body.He was my bestfriend, my first love. How are you supposed to get over your first love? I tried to stay angry at him but that didn't work.
Still, I thought; I could try to make a future here with the completion of my Masters.
My ride to the hotel seemed to have passed by quickly than before. I decided to stay in the same hotel; I did the week before. It had a nice view of the river and calming vibes.
I set up my luggage in my room and decide to go to a nice restaurant instead of calling for room service.
I call my mother while waiting for my order to arrive; I talked to her yesterday to tell her about my lost necklace. She was the one who told me it would be of no use to sit around moping; I had to get up and try to move on with my life.
"Hi, mama. How are you? How's your contract going?" I ask her; she told me yesterday she was having a bit of trouble with the new contract.
"I'm great, Mija. The contract is going fine now; the dealers agreed to the new terms. How are you?"
She takes enough stress over the business as it is, the contract added to the load. But her hard work is what has taken the company to the extent it's at today. We aren't wealthy per se, but as you can tell: we're not lacking in the money department either.
"I'm as good as I can be. I'm going to look for the apartments after lunch. I'll send you the pictures so you can help me choose."
"Sure, Sel. You looked into the universities as well?"
"Yeah. I'm gonna' enroll myself in Seoul National University."
"Very well. When will the classes start?"
"um, in the fall. I'll have the time to settle till then."
"Great, I hope the apartment-
My mother's sentence was cut short by her secretary; as they spoke in hushed tone over the phone.
She sighs, "I have to go, Sel. We'll talk later. Take care."
"You take care of yourself too, Mama Later!" I say before the call cut.
As I look out of the window, my mind wanders off to the guy I stumbled upon at the Airport when I first got here. He has been in the back of my mind ever since, even though I don't visit the memory very often. His kind eyes, so comforting, as if inviting me to pour my sorrows into them. It felt like I could lose forever into them.
My chain of thought breaks when the waiter arrives with my order.
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I take a taxi to the first place. I sigh, looking out the window. All I see are the same faces over every billboard here. I mean, I knew BTS was big but, these guys are BIG, big. I never heard their music tho, excluding the time I heard it in the taxi last time. It was good but sad songs have been my Jam this past month; my favorite artist being Finneas. The songs he writes goes straight to the heart.
The day passes by in the blink of an eye. I visited four apartments today, and none were suitable for me. One was way too big for a single person, one was giving cold, depressed vibes, I mean, I know I'm not at my best right now, but that does not mean it will be obvious seeing my home. Home; That's what I'm looking for; After completing my Master's degree, I'm thinking of getting a job here maybe; I can't go back to the place where I'm constantly reminded of Eric and our memories. This place is my new start, and I'm going to embrace it.
I've got three apartments to look at for tomorrow. I hope one of them will be it. I can't go apartment hunting every day. I will need time to settle down as well, so it will be helpful to find a place as soon as possible.
After dinner, I go to the Han River for a walk again. After the hectic day, I needed some calm and peace. The view from the stream, the sky, it all looks so mesmerizing. I could get lost in it for a lifetime. It would have been great if I could find an apartment near this area. I would be able to visit this place often then. The thought makes me stop in my track; why didn't I think of this before-
I quickly take my phone out, seeing if I could find some vacant apartments here. This place is expensive; but also pretty popular. So it might be hard to find a vacant one here. It all depends on my luck now, which might I add is not on my side lately.
As I scroll down the site, I find some pictures of a beautiful apartment complex. The vibes of the apartment match me. I'll visit the place first thing in the morning as I leave a message for the realtor.
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The followed morning, I go to check out the apartment. It will take around forty-five minutes to reach the university from here, but I think the view makes it worth it.
I send a picture of the place to my mother. Her reply comes not too long after, telling me she likes it and asking all those 'mom' questions:
"How far is the university? Where is it situated? Is the place safe? What about Privacy?" and so on.
I reassured her that I asked about everything, and that all is good. The price too is affordable for us. I paid the advance after asking when I could move in. They say they'll get the place ready, and I could move within a day. Today is Saturday, and I need to go on the university tour on Monday, so it works.
For the rest of the day, I opt for shopping since I'll need many things. I decide to shop for just the essentials today; I can buy the rest after the move.
I buy some clothes and toiletries. The apartment will come furnished, thankfully, so I don't have to buy any furniture. I purchase some bedsheets and curtains that I think will suit my room.
As I'm roaming around the market, a pretty Bonsai plant catches my eye. Having plants in the apartment will add more vibrant and calming vibes, I think. I love nature. I could spend forever in the mountains. I used to plan as many vacations to the mountains, but Eric got tired of always having the same view; he didn't think it was any different than the places we had last visited. He didn't appreciate nature's beauty as much as I did, but he still went with me for some time. At last, he got tired, and my vacations to nature were cut short. Now I realized how much i lost myself trying to please him.
I get two bonsai plants and some other plants, like indoor climbers and flower ones. I give them the address and tell them to send the order to it this weekend.
My headache from the morning forces me to cut my shopping spree short. I guess I caught a cold from sitting out at the side of the road on a chilling night that day. I massage my temple; I should buy some medicine.
I take a stop at the pharmacy on my way to the hotel. I order room service; bummed I can't go to the River tonight.
I eat my dinner and take my medicine, ready to slip into slumber.
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I wake up groggily, I try to move, but my muscles ache. I must have slept the wrong way. I stretch my stiff body, sitting up on the bed. I sniff; I see the medicine did nothing. I still have a raging headache and a blocked nose.
I don't get sick quickly; I don't know how some chilly air gave me a cold. It wasn't even that cold at night. I sigh.
I had to move into my place today. Now, I'll have to do that with a runny nose.
I take a warm bath and get ready for the day. The move wouldn't be that difficult; I only have my luggage and the things I bought yesterday to bring to my new home. My mother will be coming to drop off some of my stuff by Tuesday.
I pack all the stuff I bought yesterday in an extra bag I asked the hotel staff for and check out. They emailed me that the apartment was ready for the move in the morning.
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"Thank you, Mr. Choi," I say, taking the keys from his hands.
He does a little bow as he leaves the apartment.
I signed the contract for six months; if needed, it will be renewed for a year, and so on. Now, this is my new home.
I go into my room and start to put my clothes into the walk-in closet. The apartment wasn't lavish but still humble-sized with a master bedroom adjoined with bathroom, a living room with an open kitchen and a balcony.
By the time I'm through with putting everything away, it's already evening. My stomach grumbles with displeasure, reminding me I haven't eaten since breakfast. And my headache gradually increasing.
I order a pizza and coke since I didn't buy groceries yet; my headache wouldn't have let me cook anything even if I did. I love to cook and love to eat even more. My mom taught me many types of cuisine, Italian, Indian, Chinese, and some famous dishes of other cuisines like lasagna and Spanish cuisine, obviously.
I sigh and turn on the T.V for background sound as I lay on the couch for some rest.
The ringing doorbell disturbs my sleep as I try to get a hold of where I am and what the time is. As my grip on reality returns, I look through the camera to find the delivery guy. I buzz the door open; the guy comes not a minute later through the elevator. I take my order and pay the guy.
I munch on my pizza while watching the T.V. I change the channel until I come across some k-drama. I should start learning the language properly. I can't use the foreigner card all my life, if I want to live here. I think to myself.
After finishing my dinner, I take my medicine and let the tiredness of the day lull me to sleep.
I wake up shivering; I look out the window to see it's still night. I get out of bed with support to go and grab another blanket and a bottle of water for my scratchy throat.
I get back into the bed; after drinking some water to relieve my parched throat, I double my blanket and comforter and curl myself for some warmth. It's the first time I fall sick by myself; I would always have Eric with me if not my mother. He would've been the one comforting and cuddling with me to provide some warmth to my body.
Thinking about him only makes my heart hurt more, he wasn't always perfect, but he was the only one I had. How could he show me his back the second he finds out I'm not his soulmate? What about our love, our memories, our promises? Hell! What about our friendship? That night with a pounding head and Eric in my mind, I go to sleep again, holding myself alone in the cold bed.
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I wake up from the loud sound. I flay my arms around, trying to feel my phone. I grab the said object beside my pillow, holding it up to my face. I try to open my eyes but, it seems like I have no strength to do so. I answer the call without looking,
"Hello?" I whisper into the phone.
"Hi, querida (dear). Were you sleeping?" My mother's voice comes into my ears from the other end. I hum in response.
"Sel, it's 1 pm there. Why are you still sleeping? Didn't you have a tour session in the university?" She says, reminding me of today's plan.
I get up, surprised. My eyes wide open, but as soon as the pounding of my head registers, I close my eyes. My hand on my forehead tells me I have a fever.
I sigh, "Mama, I can't go today; I have a bad headache." I don't tell her the whole truth. I know she'll be worried for nothing.
"Take care of yourself, Sel. I called to tell you the confirmation of my flight came. I'll be there tomorrow by noon." The news brings a smile to my face; I miss her.
"Great news Mama. Don't forget to pack my notes and my furry pillow." I remind her. The pillow was gifted to me by Eric on valentines day a couple of years back. He had given me many gifts, but this one was different. The pillow was drenched in the smell of his cologne. I still remember what he said while giving it to me,
"This has a special purpose, you know?" Eric said when I asked him the reason behind getting me a pillow for Valentine's.
"Yeah? and what is it?" I say, pretending to fix his tie as we stand close to each other, his hands on my waist, his thumb subconsciously rubbing circles on my exposed skin.
"Well, suppose if I'm not there, and you miss me. You can hug it at that time; it also has my cologne so you could feel my presence even if I'm not there." And I smile. He thinks of everything, but I still decide to tease him a little.
"Why won't you be there yourself? You're telling me to make do with a pillow when I need you?" I raise my eyebrow, moving to step out of his hold.
He panics, and instead of letting me go, his grip on my waist tightens as he pulls me closer to himself, "I said, suppose. I'll always be there with you, baby. You do know that I won't ever leave you. I love you so much."
"I know. I love you too." That's all I say before standing on my toes and leaning in to connect our lips.
The memory brings tears to my eyes. I sniffle, keeping the phone away from my face a little. Composing myself, I speak,
"Take care, Mama. And have a safe flight. I'll be waiting. Love you"
"Love you too, baby. Take care." She says before hanging up.
I look at the time, and it indeed is 1.30 pm. I slept for more than twelve hours, but I still feel exhausted, as if my body would collapse right here if I let it. I sigh and get out of bed. Sick or not, this shit needs to be done.
I freshen up and go grocery shopping. I can't live on takeouts every day. On my way, I stop for lunch at a simple restaurant right around the corner of my society. I order simple; since I don't have much of an appetite when I'm sick, but I still have to eat to take the medication.
After lunch, I go to a grocery store. I've been wanting to cook for a few days. Eric loved my cooking, and I loved to cook for him. I get many things, Juice, cereal and frozen food to meat, noodles and spices and sauces. And some coffee. I need Coffee to start my day, or someone could die by my hands.
Talking of Coffee, I also need to buy some appliances, One of them being the coffee machine. The house comes furnished, but they don't provide these things. I won't need the dishwasher since I'll be alone so there won't be many dishes. I only need to buy a mixer/grinder, coffee machine, and a microwave.
I place the order for the appliances at the nearest electronic store I could find. The delivery will be by the evening or tomorrow morning.
After finishing my errands, I decided to go home to get some rest but not before grabbing takeout from a sandwich shop.
Coming back to an empty apartment, I sigh. Removing my shoes and coat by the door, I move into the house. The deafening silence is like an arrow shot straight to my heart. I never pictured my future without Eric; I couldn't. I always thought we would always be together. But right now, living in this moment without Eric. Not having to hear his voice in this past one and a half months has been torture for me.
At first, after our breakup, I turned to alcohol. That's all I did for ten days straight. That was until my mom stuffed some sense into my thick skull. Talking to her made me realize I needed to cope with his absence in a little healthier way. So, I cried. I cried all day and night, In my mother's arms, on the cold bathroom floor alone, on the couch. I threw stuff around, broke things. I was angry at Eric for doing this to me. I cursed him and begged him to come back to me at the same time.
But it turned out to be of no use. Lastly, my mother suggested I should take some time to explore the world and find myself again. Her words were: "You have lost yourself in Eric so much, you forgot about your own self. You need to find yourself again, find new things that give you happiness instead of mopping around for Eric. And maybe along the way, you can also find your soulmate, only if you want to." I didn't agree with her last part, but She wasn't wrong about the other stuff so, I came here. And after all this trying, his absence still bugs me.
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I wake up from the pounding of the door. I check the time on my phone, indicating it's just 8 in the morning. My eyebrows furrowed, thinking, who could it be this early in the morning. I lay back down, wishing whoever it is to go back and leave me alone.
After my breakdown last night, I fell asleep on the couch. My throat is scratchy from all the crying, and my eyes swollen. I have no mind to attend to anyone. But the voice that comes through the walls, asking me to open the door, has me up from the couch faster than light. How could I forget about mom coming; I was supposed to pick her up from the airport.
As I swing the door open, an apology was first to come out of my mouth.
"I'm sorry, Mama. I forgot about your flight. I was sleeping." I apologize, hugging her, still at the doorway.
Her scolding that I can tell was at the tip of her tongue, vanished as soon as she looked me in the eyes. Her angry eyes turn into worried ones.
"Baby, what happened. Your eyes are swollen," she says. Her hand comes up to rest on my cheek, and her eyes widen.
"And you have a fever, Sel!" I flick my wrist, brushing off the subject.
"It's nothing, Mama. I've had it for a couple of days now." As soon as the sentence comes out of my mouth, I realize my mistake.
My mother gasp hearing it; I know the scolding I was about to get just now will be coming, only on a different subject.
She takes me inside and sits me down on the couch, asking me where the thermometer is. I tell her, not wanting to anger her further.
"In the left-side drawer of my bed, the room is the first door on the right, down the hall."
As she goes to fetch the object, I stand up to bring all the luggage inside that she left in the hallway.
She comes back in the living room just in time as I sat back on the couch. She gives me the thermometer to check my temperature, which I do. A minute after it beeps, I take it out, but before I can see the numbers written, it gets snatched from my hands. My mother reads the numbers aloud, her eyes as big as saucers.
"102.5 degrees. And you were going out with that high fever." I wince. I didn't realize it was that bad.
"Calm down, Mama. I'll rest today, I promise."
"Did you even take medicine, at least?"
"Sí Mama, I did. I don't think that had much effect tho. Don't worry; it's just a fever. I'll be fine."
"Hm, I'll go make you some soup. I'll take care of you, baby. You rest." She says, running her hand on my head. It always feels nice to be pampered by her. It's been a while since I've been pampered by her.
I smile, nodding. "I know, Mama."
I watch her operating her way into the kitchen. She just came here from a long flight, no doubt tired, and instead of letting me make something for her and getting some rest, she's there in the kitchen cooking for me. That's why I have such high respect for mothers; they can do anything to protect their children.
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After twenty minutes, her soup is ready and served. She doesn't let me eat by myself but insists on feeding me with her own hands.
"You know I can eat by myself: right? I have a fever; I didn't get crippled."
"Shush! Let me take care of you in peace," she says, still feeding me.
"I miss this, you spoiling me," I say and catch her smiling softly; as she moves her eyes to mine.
"Me too, baby. We'll make this week count. I'll pamper you like the old days." She says, ruffling my hair.
Finishing up the soup, she gives me the medicine, telling me to sleep. And I oblige, closing my eyes letting myself slip into the dreamland.
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My sleep is broken by hands shaking my body; I open my eyes to see my mother hovering above me. I smile,
"Hi," I say, stretching my body.
"Hi, baby. How'd you sleep?" She asks me, putting a hand on my forehead.
"You're still burning up," she says with furrowed eyes.
"I slept fine, Mama. And the medicine will take time. I'm sure; I'll be fine by tomorrow."
She nods, "I made you dinner, cmon." I sit up; as she sits the bowl in front of me. I scrunch my nose while seeing what's in the bowl.
"Don't make faces, Sel. I know; you don't like porridge, but you're going to eat it nonetheless."
I sigh, agreeing.
"What did you do while I slept?" I ask her, making conversation.
"Nothing much; I just set up your things that I brought, Took a shower, and attended some calls." I nod.
We talk about my university and my experience here.
"Oh, I'll take you to this calming place I found after dinner. The sky looks so beautiful from there, Mama. I go there every day."
"But you're sick today; take me some other time." she objects.
"Please, Mama. It's just a ten-minute walk from here. And we'll come back in no time, I swear." I give her my puppy eyes.
She sighs, and I know; I won.
Cleaning up the kitchen after finishing our dinner, we both get our coats to leave. Before leaving, she wraps me up in a muffler and a beanie as I roll my eyes.
Arriving at Han River makes me realize how much I missed this place after not visiting for a couple of days. I sigh, basking in the calm and peace of my favorite place. My headache, and weak body, everything is forgotten as I look up at the moon. My hand reaches up to hold my necklace, but I remember mid-way that it's not there anymore, so I rest my hand on my heart.
My mother praises the place beside me but gets quiet as she sees me like this. Putting a hand on my shoulder, she comforts me.
We both stay like this, looking up at the sky for what feels like forever, but I know only some minutes have passed.
"We should go back, cmon. It's not healthy for you to be out for so long while you're sick." She says, and I nod.
We move away to go back, but as I turn around my vision goes hazy, and everything starts to spin. I reach out my hand to my mother for some support as the world goes dark and gravity pulls me.
Stars To My Moon|CHAPTER-4|
Genre: Soulmateau! Idolau!Angst;fluff;drama;romance, polyamorousAu!
Pairing:ot7×f!OC
Summary: He took big strides, halting right in front of me as he bends to my eye level, causing me lean back a little. I could feel his breath fanning my face, looking into his eyes, I could see a storm of anger into them.
"We have been nothing but considerate of you and your feelings, while all you've given in return is rejection and cold shoulder since day one." He grits out.
when Selene's 22nd birthday doesn't go as she expected, her world turns upside down, making her resent her soulmates. Will she ever come to accept them in her life, or will she continue to run away holding onto her past love?
Word count: 8.5k
I feel a weight on my hand as I try to move it. I try to open my eyes, blinking away the haziness, trying to recall where I am. As the vision becomes clear, I see my mother hovering above me, looking down with worried eyes.
"What happened?" I ask her, not knowing the reason behind her worry.
"You fainted, baby. We're at the hospital. I nearly got a heart attack. Don't ever scare me like that again." She tells me as I start to remember our walk to the Han River, Eric, and my headache.
"The doctor said he has something to ask you. I'll call him," She says and disappears behind the door.
I stare into space, mind blank. All I could feel was this motherfucking headache that won't leave me the fuck alone. Why wasn't it going down? I sigh.
The door opens once again, catching my attention. My mother comes with a doctor and a nurse inside.
"Hi, I'm Dr. Choi. I have some questions to ask you." The doctor speaks; he was tall and seemed young; he was probably around thirty. He motions to the nurse to check what probably were my vitals.
"How long have you been experiencing the headache and fever?"
I glance at my mother first before answering, "um, since Friday. It's just been what five days? A cold takes around a week to be gone. But the headache and fever aren't subsiding but increasing gradually."
I hear my mother take a sharp breath, hearing my answer. I know I shouldn't have lied to her, but I honestly believed it would get better eventually.
"Do you also feel fatigued and sore?" The doctor asks, writing down something on his board.
"Yes," I say, nodding my head.
"Is there any particular area that feels sore, Miss Garcia?" I nod in response.
"Yes, the area around my shoulder blades has been feeling sore for about a week now."
"Alright, let me take a look." he moves behind me, and I move my clothes.
He checks it and comes back around to the foot of the bed again.
"So? what is it, doctor?" my mother asks.
"Miss Garcia, I suspect you have made contact with your soulmate already, have you?" he asks, making my eyes go wide; I shake my head,
"No, doctor. I would have known if I did, right?"
"I believe you have. It's not necessary that the feeling is noticeable to everyone. It could have been subtle for you that you never thought of it as anything."
"As you have made contact with your soulmate and didn't notice, you have started to experience soul-sickness; you have all the symptoms of it."
Just as I was digesting his previous words about accidentally having touched my soulmate, He dropped another bomb on me.
Soul sickness is a part of the soulmate phenomenon. It is believed that it was there so the soulmates won't try to go against the universe. After contacting your soulmate, you have fifteen days to settle with the news and accept them. After fifteen days, the universe forces you to make a connection with your soulmate again by making you both sick. The sickness can only be cured by the presence and touch of one's soulmate. Not only that but, till you seal the bond with a kiss, the soulmates are needed to stay together to avoid falling sick again. Once the bond is sealed, there is no more sickness because of the distance. And if one's soulmate rejects them, the soul will slowly start to deteriorate, resulting in the death of the rejected soulmate and immense pain to the one renouncing them.
In my case, if I have soul sickness, that must mean I encountered my soulmate when I got here or, It could be someone on the plane, but I don't think I had much contact with anyone directly on the flight. The only direct contact I had that day was with the security and staff of the airport and that guy that bumped into me.
Now that I think about it thoroughly, I did feel a zap of electricity running through me when he touched my forehead. My eyes widen as I rub the said area.
That guy is my supposed soulmate. A soulmate I didn't want anything to do with, not right now, not when my heart is hurting so much. I look up at my mother as I know what I'm about to say will make her upset and maybe even angry.
"Is there a way to cure the sickness without the soulmate?" I watch as my mother takes a deep breath at my question.
The doctor shakes his head. " I'm afraid not. Only the presence and touch of your soulmate may heal you, but till you find your soulmate or they find you, the hospital will take care of you and try to keep the situation under control."
"Alright, thank you, doctor." My mother speaks before I have time to ask him anything further.
The doctor and nurse leave the room as the door closes behind them. My mother comes near me again, giving me a flick on the back of my head.
"Selene Garcia, you will not reject your soulmate. You know very well what happens when someone is rejected by their soulmate! Not only them, but you will also be suffering. Whereas theirs will end, and you'll have to live forever with yours."
I hang my head; I know the loss of her soulmate still troubles her to this day.
"Give them a chance, Sel. Maybe they'll be better than eric?" her words make my head snap up,
" No one can be as good as Eric mama, and I'm not willing to give anyone eric's place. it's still too early." I say, looking into her eyes, which fill with sympathy as my words reach her ears.
"I know dear, I know, but that place was never eric's, to begin with, it was always your soulmates," she says, making my heart tear a little more.
Grabbing my blanket, I lay back down under the cover, my back facing her. Every time I got angry or upset with my mother, I would show her my back, but I'm not just upset now; I'm hurt, hurt that my own mother will discard my feelings for eric this quick.
Sleep doesn't come to me till late in the silent room; I lay there crying my tears away. I knew she was up and listening, but I didn't care. She should know how hard her words tore through my heart.
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It's been two days since I fainted. Today is Thursday, and I'm still at the hospital. My mother tried asking me questions about my "soulmate" so she could find him, but I didn't have anything that would point to his identity. He was wearing a mask, and it wasn't really a moment to ask each other for names.
The headache and fever have been getting worse; even though the doctor is doing everything in his control to keep it low, it's not exactly in his hands. It has come to the point where I sleep my fever away most of the day. I'm only awake for four hours a day, in installments.
Right now is the third one of those four hours. I just ate and took my medicine, my mother who; has been by my side 24/7 except for going back to the apartment to get fresh; is right now in the washroom.
The door opens, snagging my attention; I look towards it. My doctor Mr. Choi with two other people steps into the room. Both the other men look to be in their late thirties. I look toward Mr. Choi with a confused expression.
"Miss Garcia, How are you feeling?" he asks, disregarding my confused expressions.
"Worse!" I answer simply in all truth cause what's the point?
"Well, I have something that might help you feel better," hearing his words, my eyebrows rise. "You see, these gentlemen called asking if we have a soul-sickened patient here named Selene. Of course, we couldn't disclose the information right away, so we asked them to describe you, and they did; pretty accurately on top of that. Then we asked them the reason for asking, to which in return they said that they work for your soulmate and he has been trying to find you for the past two and a half weeks. All the details matched, so we asked them to come."
At this point, I completely tuned out of the conversation Mr. Choi was trying to have with me. Contrary to his belief, his words did little to make me feel better but made my headache even worse. I didn't want to meet my soulmate , not like this. Once again the fate had cursed me. Why did I have to come here out of all the countries in the world? The country: where my soulmate lives.
I hang my head low as tears start to gather in my eyes. But a voice made me look up. It wasn't as much as the voice but the words being spoken.
"Thank you so much for the offer; of course, she will go with you." I look into my mother's eyes which were pleading me not to refuse.
"Go where?" I ask despite her silent pleas.
"To your soulmate, of course. You both are sick, and only proximity and touch can get you both back to health. So, I'm afraid you'll have to spend a week at your soulmate's dorm."
His words raise so many questions in my head but being a feminist, the first one to spill out of my mouth was,
"well, why can't he stay at my place if he needs me around?" I ask, crossing my hands.
The slightly taller man chuckles as he says, "I suppose you don't know who he is?"
I shake my head as I answer, " who he is doesn't matter."
"It does, Miss Garcia." he contradicts " his state right now is bad, worse than you might I add. and he is the member of the biggest boyband in the world. If he moves into a girl's apartment: headlines will be made, and he wants to keep his private life private."
"Well, wouldn't headlines be made if a girl spends a week in his dorm with his members?"
"No, we will sneak you in from the back door, and the dorm is highly secured."
I sigh, " why can't he just get admitted to the hospital here?"
"This situation is something that can be handled at home, and he doesn't want his fans to worry if they catch news of him being hospitalized."
"Who even is this guy?" I scoff, throwing my hands out.
"The eldest member of BTS, Jin," he says.
Did..Did he just say BTS?
"What!!?!" My mouth hangs open.
He chuckles, seeing my reaction, "are you a fan?" he asks.
composing myself, I reply with a curt no. "I've just heard of them."
"Okay. Well, if everything is clear, I would like to suggest you pack; my partner here will stay here for your assistance and will bring you to the dorm when you're done." saying that he bows down and takes his leave.
As soon as he disappears behind the door, I turn to my mother, "I won't go!" I say in my mother tongue, hoping the other person in the room can't understand me.
"Yes!, you will," she says, marching towards me.
Standing in front of me, she says, " Sel, baby. I know it's too early for you but, we both know the consequences your decision will lead to."
"Let it be, Mama. I won't budge." I say sternly.
"But I'm not ready to lose you too, Sel. You're all I've left. Please, if not for yourself, do it for me. Get healthy. It's just for a week; then we'll see what to do after that." My mother pleads, tears threatening to come out of her eyes.
"Okay. Okay." I say; softly as I hug her waist. I could never think of my mother being left alone. I'll do it for her if I have to. And she's right; it's only for a week.
She steps back, brushing my hair away from my face and wiping my eyes; she says, "Well, then I'll go pack a bag for you." She kisses my forehead and moves towards the door.
Before completely vanishing behind the door, she says, "I love you, Mi Hija. Thank you." not giving me a chance to reciprocate her words; she steps forward and closes the door behind her.
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"Hyung, I know you're worried about her, I'm too, but Sejin Hyung said they're doing everything to find her. We need to focus on you right now," Jimin says, changing the wet cloth on Jin's forehead.
He knows his Jinnie Hyung is more worried about their soul mate, despite being bedridden himself. He has always been like this, loving and caring for others. His Jinnie-Hyung wears his heart out on his sleeve. All he has been asking since Monday was the well-being of Selene.
When they woke up on Monday, their Hyung-nim was not up and about making breakfast for his Dongsaengs; they thought he was sleeping in that day; he was pretty upset when he went to bed, but when Hoseok went to call him for lunch, there he was, still in bed with a high fever, shivering. Everyone was worried; they called their manager to bring a doctor in. When the doctor explained that Jin was down with soul-sickness, at that time, every hand was on deck; all bets were off to find Selene. Finding her was the biggest priority right now.
"I don't want her to go through this Jimin-ah. She's our soulmate; we need to protect her." His Hyung-nim replies.
"And we will, once we find her. We cannot do anything right now. Let's just pray we'll find her soon." Jimin retorts. It's not like Jimin doesn't care about his soulmate; it's just he knows he can't do anything about it until they've found her, but at least he can take care of his Hyung, and that's exactly, what he's doing.
"Can you tell me about your encounter with her in brief, Hyung?" He says, wanting to distract his Hyung.
And so Jin does.
Jimin notices how talking about her makes his Hyung's eyes shine brightly. He knows there are many cases in the world where a woman was the soulmate of several men. But he didn't know how they both could handle this situation. He always imagined his life with his soulmate, but it never included anyone else other than those two. He wasn't close-minded, but how would he keep his jealousy at bay seeing his soulmate in his Hyung's arms, and how would Jin? His members were important to him. He wouldn't want his relationship with his Hyung to crumble beneath the pressure of having the same soulmate.
He shakes his head to get out of his thought; it wasn't the time to think all that. He changes the cloth on his forehead again and says,
"Stay in bed, Hyung. I'll see if the lunch is ready. Don't try to be a hero." Sternly getting his point across, Jimin gets up from the bed, leaving the cloth on his forehead as it is.
He goes towards the kitchen where Yoongi and the Maknae were making lunch and soup for Jin. Everyone was doing their part in caring for their Hyung. Tae went to the company with Hoseok to take care of some stuff. And Namjoon has been on calls all day trying to get some work done, whatever the reason they couldn't fall too much behind their schedule.
"Jungkookie, is the soup ready?" Jimin asks the Maknae, Who was hell-bent on making the soup for his Hyung, even though Yoongi said he'll take care of it.
"It'll be ready in a minute, Hyung. You should take some rest; I'll feed it to Jinnie-Hyung." Everybody knows how close those two were; Jin practically raised him.
"Okay, just call me if you need any help," Jimin says as he goes to sit beside Namjoon, who was reading a book, no doubt trying to calm himself down from all this stress.
"Jimin-ah! Call Taehyung-ah and ask him if they'll be coming home for lunch?" Yoongi says, and Jimin does as he's told.
"Taehyungie, will you and Hoseokie-Hyung be coming home for lunch? Yoongi-Hyung is making Japchae."
"I don't think so, but we'll be there before dinner, Jimin-ah." Taehyung answers before asking, "How's Hyung now?"
"As he was before, you know there will be no improvement till we find her," Jimin sighs.
"And how are you, Jiminie?" Taehyung asks in his soft voice. He knows it must be stressing Jimin out as well.
"We'll talk about it when Jinnie-Hyung is all good; Take care. Fighting!" brushing the subject, Jimin cuts the call.
"They won't be here for lunch, Hyung," Jimin informs Suga, who acknowledges the information with a nod.
"After feeding Hyung, eat lunch yourself, Jungkook-ah. I'll sit with Hyung," Yoongi tells the Maknae. Jungkook opens his mouth to retaliate, but one look from Hyung has him think otherwise.
"You need to take care of yourself too." saying this Yoongi goes back to his cooking, and Jungkook goes to Jin Hyung with the soup.
A sudden ring startles Jimin from the conversation between the two members.
He sees Namjoon pick up the call. Whatever is said on the other line has his eyes wide before his face breaks into a smile: a sign of good news.
"Thank you, Hyung-nim. Yes, it's perfectly fine. We understand." Saying this, Namjoon cuts the call and turns to a fidgeting Jimin.
Before he could say anything, Jimin asks, "who was it, Hyung?"
"Sejin Hyung. He found her. She was in the hospital not far from here." The conversation attracts Suga from the kitchen, who is now standing near the couch.
Hearing the news, Jimin jumps out of his seat and onto Namjoon. At last, they found her. A swamp of thoughts was running in his mind: setting them aside: he asks the question that was bugging him.
"So, what now? How's this gonna go?" Jimin gets off Namjoon. Suga comes behind him to give him a pat of comfort on his back.
"He said since he couldn't manage an apartment in this complex, she'll be staying with us for a week. Till Jinnie-Hyung and her are back to health, I hope it's not a problem: I said yes on your guys' behalf. I know I should have asked, but it's Jin-Hyung." Namjoon says, pointing his last words towards Yoongi.
"It's alright. We wouldn't have refused." Yoongi says, assuring Namjoon.
"When is she coming?" Jimin asks; he doesn't know how he feels yet. Nervous: to meet his soulmate for the first time or excited. It's probably a mix of both. Jin Hyung has seen her, but he hadn't had that luck. He looks down at his mark; It was his new favorite thing to admire nowadays.
"By dinner. Hyung called me when he was still on his way to the hospital. Hopefully, there won't be any complications." Namjoon says, leaving Jimin confused, though he brushes it off as nothing. Thinking about his soulmate and the fact that he'll finally be able to return the shiny necklace he has been safekeeping for her.
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As soon as the car stopped, Taehyung was running out of the car and towards the apartment. He couldn't wait to hug Jimin. He finally could be with his soulmate, and Taehyung couldn't be any happier for him. He hadn't lost his hope of finding his own soulmate: and seeing his members find theirs only gave fuel to his hope.
Punching in the password, Taehyung steps into the apartment, calling out for Jimin. As soon as the latter was in his sight, he jumped onto him. Both of them giggled with happiness.
When Taehyung got the news that they'd found Selene, it took everything in him; to not go home to his Jiminie.
They let go as Hobi comes into view, coming to give a hug to Jimin as well, jumping around.
Yoongi comes into the living room, telling the members to keep it down.
"Shushhhh! Jin-Hyung is sleeping."
"He must have been ecstatic to hear the news," Taehyung says excitedly. He knows both his members haven't really had the chance to talk about the situation since things escalated quickly, but he has faith that everything will be okay.
"He was; he can't wait to meet her again," Yoongi replies with his gummy smile.
"where's kookie and Namjoonie-Hyung?" Hoseok asks, making Taehyung realize the absence of the two members.
"Oh, kookie is with Jin-Hyung, and Namjoon-Hyung is in his room, probably working," It's Jimin that replies this time. "I was with kookie too before I heard Taehyungie."
"Well, I was just preparing dinner. Freshen up, you both. Selene should be on the way." Yoongi tells the members and goes along his way to the kitchen.
Hobi and Taehyung also go to freshen up, and Jimin sticks along to his friend.
Yoongi finishes preparing porridge for two, as the members all come out of their rooms, except Jin.
Everyone gathers in the living room, chatting while waiting for Selene's arrival. Since there wasn't any room empty: Yoongi offers his room for Selene, arguing he'll be in the studio, mostly anyway. As Jimin proceeds to protest, the sound of the doorbell interrupts him. Freezing him in his place, his nerves spiking up. Taehyung notices this and covers his hand with his own, giving him an assuring look, trying to calm him down.
He knows; how his friend could be. Jimin has battled with insecurities all his life, and even though he has become more confident in himself, he still sometimes gets sucked in by his insecurities. And it's the matter of his soulmate, of course, he'll be nervous as to if she'll like him.
Hobi goes to open the door, the others peeking out. They didn't want her to feel crowded as soon as she came.
Taehyung watches as Hoseok comes back into the living room, leading Manager Sejin and a girl; who must be their soulmate. With soft brown hair leading down to her back and amber eyes, the 5'5 girl with her slightly tanned skin looked nothing less than a celebrity herself, but as he looked closer, he could see the bags under her eyes and her tired state.
"Guys, this is Miss Selene Garcia." Sejin introduces her to the group. Taehyung moves his eyes from Selene to his friend to see his reaction who was watching Selene as if she had just stepped out of a dream. He smiles softly; finally, his Jimine has found his missing piece. He remembers; all the times they used to talk about their soulmates and what they thought they would be like.
"And Miss Garcia, this is BTS," catching the cue, all the boys started to introduce themselves.
"Hi, I'm Kim Namjoon"
"Hello! I'm Jung Hoseok!"
"Hi, I'm Min Yoongi."
"Hi, I'm Jeon Jungkook."
"Hello, My name is Kim Taehyung."
They look over at Jimin, expecting him to introduce himself but instead see him frozen in his place. Taehyung elbows him in the stomach, breaking the daze Jimin was in.
"Oh, um. Hi, I'm Jimin." he lastly says with a: small wave. Making the others chuckle.
"Well, I'll leave you guys to it." Sejin says before looking over at Namjoon, "Namjoon, can I talk to you for a second?"
They both disappear from the room as silence settles over it.
Taehyung gets up, "You must be tired, please, sit down."
But seeing confusion settling on her face, he realizes she doesn't speak their language; he asks again, "um, Please, Sit down."
She nods and sits down at the place, Taehyung vacated for her, leaving enough distance between her and Jimin.
She speaks, "where is um, Jin?"
"Oh, Jinnie-Hyung is sleeping. sleep, sleep." Hobi answers her enacting the sleep action.
Namjoon comes into the room, "Guys, She doesn't know she has two soulmates." he says, eyeing the said member worryingly.
"Well, we should tell her then," Taehyung says. He couldn't see his friend feel down.
Namjoon agrees. "Selene, um, what do you know about your soulmate?"
Taehyung watches as Selene makes a weird face at his question before opening her mouth, "Why?" she asks.
"Well, we just thought we'll fill you in if there's something you're missing," Namjoon says, rubbing his neck.
"Nothing, except his name and that he's famous." She answers in a bored tone, making the members frown.
"Um, did you know when you connected with him?"
"It was at the airport, I believe." Selene's monotonous tone was getting to the members, but they brushed it off: thinking it was because of the sickness.
"yes, and um, you also connected to someone at the market in Busan."
"What?" Selene says quietly, now a frown taking place instead of the bored expressions on her face.
"yes, you have not one but two soulmates," Namjoon informs her, eyes on her face trying to interpret her reaction. He saw confusion, grief, and finally, anger settles across her face. Namjoon was no stranger to her story, so he knew what those expressions meant. However, the other members were in the dark.
"How would you know that?" she asks in a cold voice.
"Because your other soulmate belongs to this group as well," Namjoon replies.
"Who?" Namjoon looks over at Jimin, motioning him to take over.
"Ahem! Me," Jimin says meekly, raising his hand a little.
Selene turns to him, asking to see his mark, Which Jimin gladly does.
Taehyung notices as her expression turn to sorrow and then blank instead of surprised or happiness. She turns toward the group saying,
"Can I see Jin; I need to go rest, but before I do that: I should probably feed the bond by touch a little, so we both can be better soon."
Namjoon nods, telling kookie to take Selene to Jin.
As they both leave the room, Taehyung says with a puff,
"She wasn't the least bit happy to find her soulmates,"
"Give her time, Taehyung-ah; She just found out she has not one but two soulmates. She'll adjust." Jimin tells his friend. He knows Taehyung is worried for him.
Meanwhile, Yoongi's attention was taken by Namjoon. He has been watching the younger, struggling with his thoughts for a while now. He knows there is something he was hiding, but he lets it go. Namjoon will tell it himself when he's ready.
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Every cell in my brain: is telling me to leave this place, but I know I can't, not unless I and Jin are all better.
The part about having two soulmates hasn't even been processed in my brain, and I know, the way I just acted in the living room when he informed me about being my soulmate was wrong. I shouldn't have been this cold towards him, but I couldn't handle it.
How could I have two soulmates and neither of them being the one I want? The anger I felt when I saw his mark nearly had me up from my chair and out the door. I know it isn't his fault that he's my soulmate, it's the universe I am mad at, but I can't open my heart to them when the place is already occupied.
As soon as I step into Jin's room with, I forgot what his name was: holding the door open for me, my eyes settle on a sleeping form. I thank the gods that he's sleeping. It'll be a hundred times easier for me if he's asleep during this. With a relieved sigh, I walk toward him and sit on his bed. Close but not close enough to be touching him in any way.
My dream of doing this quietly: shatters because as soon as my hand touches his, his eyes are open, watching me like a hawk: there were no traces of the sleep he was just in. We look into each other's eyes for what felt like an eternity. I wanted to move my eyes away, but it's like I suddenly have lost control of my body.
He looks into my eyes as if searching for water in a scorching desert, drinking me in, looking into the depth of my soul. I feel his hand that I was touching: turn and intertwine with mine. No words are spoken; it's as if our eyes are talking in their own language.
I can see the bags under his eyes, which no doubt match mine. My other hand, without order or hesitation, touches his forehead to check his temperature. As I said, I have lost all control over my body. It's as if the past, the future, the world nothing matters right now. Nothing except us both: that is until a voice breaks us from our trance, reminding me that there indeed is a world beyond us, a past and right now, another presence in the room.
I snatch my hands back to myself and get up from the bed, looking towards the said person, I ask,
"May I know where I'll be staying at? I need to get some rest."
The muscular guy tilts his head, confused; as to what I just said. He then goes out of the room running. I look down at Jin, who smiles softly at me. But it vanishes when he sees I'm not smiling back, and instead, a frown takes its place. No wonder trying to figure out what went wrong. And I'll tell you what did: Breaking out of the trance reminded me that my heart is too fragile right now; it reminded me that I'm not ready to accept my fate yet: it reminded me of Eric. It reminded me that they are the reason he isn't with me right now.
The sound of footsteps makes me move my eyes from his and towards the door. The muscular guy comes back with another man who I suspect is the only one who speaks fluent English here. At least I won't have to converse with my soulmate- SOULMATES! I remind myself it's two now.
The man speaks, "Yes? Did you want anything? Sorry, Kookie here, and the others can't speak much English. You can ask me for anything you want,"
Weird! even when I'm meeting this man for the first time, his voice seems like I've heard it before. Thinking it was somewhere online or on the radio since these guys are famous singers, I brush it off.
"It's okay; I was just asking where I'll be staying. I need some rest." I reply.
"Yeah, of course. I'll show it to you, come." He beckons me and says to the guy who; I now know as Kookie to bring my bag from the living room. Cute name though.
He takes me to a room adjacent to Jin's for proximity, I suppose. I step into the room with him. I take a look across the room as Kookie comes in with my bag. Putting the bag: on the bed, he leaves the room, and I turn to the other guy.
"Sorry, what was your name again?" I ask.
"Um, Namjoon. You can call me RM if you'd like," He replies. Even this guy's name rings a bell, but I can't pinpoint from where. This is so frustrating: with a huff, I let it go.
"So, RM. Where is the washroom? Can I freshen up?" I ask: it's been a minute, and I really need to have a shower.
He shows me to the washroom and leaves. This guy has been acting weird around me more than my actual soulmates, the glances, the fidgeting, and all the neck rubs: he thinks I don't notice, but I do. I've always been observant of my surroundings.
I freshen up and change into some comfortable clothes, a pair of shorts that reach my mid-thigh and a black t-shirt, and go into my room to have some rest but instead find Jimin, my other soulmate: inside.
Seeing his face has my mood turned dejected again, I raise my eyebrow towards him to ask: the reason behind his presence, but he doesn't notice; instead, his eyes are glued to my face as I dry my hair with the towel. I walk further into the room, discarding the towel to the bed. I wave my hand in front of his face, breaking him out of his daze. He blinks a couple of times,
"Yes?" I ask.
"Oh, um, D-Dinner? Suga-Hyung, calling you to dinner," he asks, stuttering.
"Okay, I'm coming," I say, sending him on his way out the door.
I quickly dry my hair with the hairdryer and step out and go towards the kitchen.
I see: Jin is also out from his bed and settled on the barstool. I take a seat near him, and soon enough, the other members come in, and all the seats are filled.
"hi," comes a voice from beside me: I turn my head towards Jin,
"hi," I reply with no emotion in my voice. Which, unlike Jimin, doesn't faze him.
"My name is Kim Soekjin: you can call me Jin," he says; his English is better than the others. Except for RM, of course.
, I've been doing just that, Jin," I reply with the same monotonous tone. I thought I wouldn't have to converse with them, but when has God listened to me?
Our bowls: are placed in front of us, and I see the dish I really don't like; is made for dinner.
"I don't like porridge," I say hoping I don't sound rude, with my voice, all the chatter across the table; is seized.
"But you're sick: you have to eat healthily," Says RM.
"It's alright, I'll make something else for myself," I say, standing up from my chair, but a hand on my wrist stops me: I look towards the owner of the hand and find Jimin sitting on my other side.
"No," he says, simply looking into my eyes. I snatch my wrist out of his grip, ready to give him a piece of mind when he suddenly stands up and says,
"Allow me," he makes a gesture of bowing before settling me back on my seat.
I watch as he goes behind the counter and asks RM to ask me if I like chicken soup; I guess they don't know that I can understand Korean a little, and I'll gladly play along.
"He's asking if you can eat chicken soup," RM asks, and I nod: looking at Jimin.
I thought he was going to make me eat the porridge forcefully, but instead, here he is, being a gentleman and making soup for me, abandoning his own dinner. Seeing him like this, I wonder if they have the same expectations of me. I'd hate to break it to them, but I'm out of here in a week. I don't want them in my life right now.
I turn towards Jin, who is quietly eating his dinner, bowing his head down. No traces of the earlier shine in his eyes.
"How are you out of bed so early, Jin? You looked pretty worn out before." hearing his name: he realizes I'm talking to him and looks towards RM for translation. After understanding my question, he turns to me,
"You came. I feel good after your touch." In any other context, this line would have been taken as an innuendo: but I get what he means; After feeding the bond: he feels a little better because I do too. I'm sure my fever has gone down quite a bit.
I nod and turn towards Jimin again before I hear him asking,
"How you feel?"
Without looking back at him, I reply, "Better." keeping my answer short and my voice monotone intentionally so he would take the hint and stop bothering me, Which he does but I don't miss the saddening look on his face from my peripheral view.
I assess Jimin. His soft features, blue hair, and petite figure. He couldn't be any farther from my taste in men. Eric was tall: around 5'10, a five o'clock shadow on his strikingly handsome face and brown hair. A complete opposite of my soulmate. Neither of them has a beard, though Jin is tall. If looked at individually, you'd think he's the tallest out of them all, but he isn't. He just carries himself as if he is.
My eyes wandering on Jimin comes to rest on his face; the admiring view in his eyes makes me confused as I look towards the chicken he's throwing his gaze at; Why would he look at the chicken admiringly? But my question is answered the next second I catch the mark on his hand glowing, making the knot in my stomach tighten.
I revert my eyes from his hand and to the several faces on the table. Years of waiting to see that glowing mark on Eric's finger, and I see it on someone else's. How did the universe even think that the people totally opposite from my taste; will be the most compatible soulmates for me?
I drag my eyes along each face trying to learn their faces and listening to the names they're calling each other. But I stop when I catch one brown pair of eyes looking straight back at me, observing me. He returns his gaze to his dinner, the take-out their manager brought along when we came, I move my eyes to the rest of the group to see if anybody else caught that, and sure enough, the quiet, grey-haired man was eyeing both RM and me.
The bowl of soup is served: in front of me. The warm aroma of the soup stole my attention from the man and towards itself. Jimin served the soup with some bread: I look at him as he sits back on his chair,
"Eat; before cold," he tells me, enacting the motion, nodding towards the soup. He smiles softly at me, showing his crescent moon eyes.
I nod with a blank face, muttering a thank you. I turn towards my dinner, taking a sip of the soup as I savor the amazing taste on my tongue. I know he is waiting for my reaction, but I don't show it. I don't want to lead them on when I obviously don't share their sentiment.
The rest of the dinner was uneventful for me, and the guys were also trying to keep it down because of my and Jin's health, I suppose.
After dinner, I get up to rinse my dishes, but just as I start to do so: a voice comes from behind me,
"Don't." I look back at the man interrupting me: it's the guy from before who was eyeing me and RM, his name is Yoongi, I think.
I open my mouth to protest, but he beats me to it.
"We have a dishwasher," he informs me. I nod, leaving the dishes and moving out of the kitchen. I see all the guys except Jin in the living room: he must have gone back to rest some more. Even though there's an improvement, we aren't back to our full health yet.
I hear my name: being called just when I turn around, trying to escape without being noticed but guess not today. I sigh as I turn back around,
"yes?"
"How are you feeling?" Jimin asks,
"Tired, and I have a headache. I'll be going back to my room now." He nods,
"Okay, sleep well. Goodnight," he says, smiling assuringly, but his eyes betray him by showing the disappointment he's feeling.
I walk towards my bedroom. I turn the handle but the coughing sound coming from Jin's room makes me think twice. I know I can help him. When his manager said his state was direr than mine, I didn't think it was true but when I looked at him: this evening, I knew it was.
With a heavy sigh, I turn the doorknob, ignoring Jin, and walk into my room. With my favorite pillow and Jin's sound of coughing, I get ready for the slumber to pull me in.
But when, even after midnight, his coughing doesn't get better, I decided even if I don't want him as my soulmate, relieving him of his misery would be the right thing to do as a human.
Quietly, I get out of my room and towards Jin's. The door creaks, and I just hope no one wakes up: especially him.
I shut the door and move to sit beside him on the bed, and just like in the evening: I put my hand on his own, and I put my other hand on his forehead, caressing it. His coughing fit ceased as soon as I come into contact with him. I look at his ring finger, the glowing star that resembles the one on the necklace Eric gave to me. We always wondered how our marks would look alike. I chuckle: how ironic.
"What is so funny?" Jin's voice comes, startling me. I immediately try to back up, jerking my hands back, but he grasps it, not letting go.
I look at him wide-eyed, "no-nothing!" I stutter. He chuckles.
"Thank-you, for coming," he says. His eyes: searching my own.
"You were disturbing my sleep," I shrug, playing it cool. "And since you're all good now, I should go back to my room." He nods and loses his grip on my hand, which I take as a positive sign.
"Goodnight," he speaks out, grinning. I nod as I head back to my room.
So much for avoiding them.
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The next morning I wake up to hands caressing my hair, thick fingers playing with my strands. I open my eyes to see to whom those fingers belong; a soft angelic face greets me back. At this moment: he looked like a fallen angel. I smile and close my eyes back; the feeling of his hand playing with my hair was so comforting and calming; like the crashing of waves in the ocean, the warmth of the sun hitting my face, like a warm cup of coffee after a long day of work, lulling me back to sleep.
"How you sleep?" he asks, his voice as if dripping with honey.
"Good," I reply, nuzzling more into the pillow, enjoying this moment of calm and peace.
"Hm, Now wake up. I brought breakfast." Jimin says. His hand, moved from my hair to caress my cheek, his thumb gently dancing across my skin, leaving goosebumps in its wake. His other hand was holding onto my left hand under my chin, our fingers intertwined.
"Noooo..." I whine, wanting to sleep for a few more minutes: to relish this moment in my memory.
"Yesss..." he says, mimicking my whiny voice. His hand moves to my forehead; before he continues, "your fever is gone now; that's good. Jin-Hyung is also feeling good."
I open my eyes, staring into his own; I don't fully understand what he's saying but, it's about mine and Jin's health: I suppose. My eyes move across his soft features before settling on his plump lips, which are molded into a gentle smile.
"that's good," I say as his hands have come to rest on my cheek once again.
"Jimin-ah? you in there?" a voice comes from outside the door and as if a spell was lifted off me, I came back to my senses: my eyes wide.
Snatching my hand back from his grasp, I sit up and maneuvered around him to get out of bed, straightening my clothes and hair, as he replied to Namjoon,
"What?" Jimin was now standing beside the bed facing the door.
"Sejin-Hyung was calling us in for practice for the muster." I open the door as soon as his sentence is completed. He moves back a little,
"Good morning, Selene." he wishes me: I mumble back a good morning in return while moving around him to go to the washroom.
I do my business and get into the shower. The water was warm: hitting my skin and relaxing the tightness of my muscles. My thoughts go back to what just happened. Why was I enjoying his touch? His warmth? How did I forget that they are the reason I'm not with eric right now? They are the reason it was him with me in there running his hands through my hair instead of eric. I don't like them! I repeat to myself. I can't like them! I will not have my partner handed to me by fate, No! But how do I fight against this, whatever this is? A touch from him and I forgot about everything, every worry, every tension in my life. All the stress went out the window. I have been feeling the pull of the bond ever since I arrived yesterday; being near either of them isn't easy; they have power over me because of the bond, and I'll make sure not to let them exploit it. I've noticed that the touch makes the bond much more intense, and it's because of it that I forget about everything. So maybe if I keep the touch to the minimum and do only when necessary, It won't be much problem.
Deciding on that, I get out of the shower, but I forgot that I didn't bring a change of clothes. I sigh; maybe if I run fast enough: no one would catch me in the towel, and the room isn't that far away anyway.
Acting on that plan, I peek out the door to see if anyone is around the hallway by any chance. Finding the way clear, I break into a sprint, but just as I was close to my door, a sound from behind me makes me turn around: seeing as it was nothing, I turn back around only to go face-first into a hard wall.
What!? How did a wall come in the middle of the way?
But my question is answered when a pair of arms wrap around my arms to keep me from falling. I keep my hands on the front of the towel to keep it from falling. So, it wasn't a wall; it was a body. Well more like a chest, a lot of hard, muscular chest. Shaking my head of these perverted thoughts, I look up, steel-hard eyes, as hard as his chest might I add, were staring back at me. I have a feeling this guy doesn't like me much. He suddenly gets his hands off me as if I burned him, leaving me to stumble as he moves around and heads off to the living room.
I turn back around and slide into the room I've been given. The room has neutral vibes. The grey-colored walls with black or white furniture, the room was totally my style, modern and modest, not cold or depressing but not so happy either. I've always wanted, to have a dark interior house but didn't because it wouldn't feel much welcoming to people.
Anyway, moving forward, I choose comfortable clothes since I'll be in all day lounging around. A sudden thought passing through my mind makes me freeze up. What about jin then if they're all going for practice? He's better, but he's not back to his full health yet. Are they taking him along, or is he going to stay at home, and if so? will anybody else be staying behind to look after him, or will I have to do it? Ugh! Guess we'll find out soon enough.
After getting ready, I hurriedly go to the living room, not wanting to miss them by mere seconds. I see everyone still lounging around, all dressed up casually; even jin is there. As they see me coming, they all look up from their phones; jin gets up, coming near me. I look at him puzzlingly; he raises his hand, reaching for my forehead to see if I have any fever, I guess, but I step back, leaving his hand hanging mid-air, averting my eyes though I don't miss the hurt look in his eyes. still, brushing it off, he asks,
"Gwenchana? Are you okay?" I nod.
"We were waiting for you only, Selene," RM says; I look at him confused,
"why?" I ask,
"Well, our manager has called us in for practice, and jin has not fully recovered to go anywhere yet, but none of us can stay behind to look after you both, even though Jimin insisted on it. I'm afraid both of you will have to look after each other until we're back, which will be around 4 o'clock, your breakfast is all set and ready, and Jimin has made you both soup for lunch which is in the microwave, just heat it up and you're all good. We're really sorry to be leaving you all alone while you're sick, but we can't do anything." he finishes as he gets up; after him, all the other members follow suit.
I nod, guess it was the latter.
They all start to get out the door waving us goodbye, except one who didn't even look at me after our little incident in the hallway. Jimin moves last as he comes to me, he too, like jin moves his hand up to touch my cheek, and just like with Jin, I step back. Hurt flashed across his eyes, but he covers it up,
"Take care, eat well and rest. Goodbye," he says as if talking to a baby. I nod. He makes eye contact with his Hyung, talking telepathically, I guess, as they both nod and he leaves.
I sigh, guess I'm stuck here with broad shoulders alone till evening.
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I go to the kitchen to have my breakfast only to find Jin already in there. He was pouring soup into two bowls, so I go and sit on one of the kitchen stools.
"You like fruits?" He asks, making me wonder who eats fruits with soup. nonetheless, I answer,
"Sure, but not with soup,"
"No-No, I was just getting to know you." I nod. Yeah, that does make sense. I know they are curious about me; I just don't know if I should open up.
"of course," I say, as he sets my bowl out in front of me and takes a seat across from me.
I take a sip of my soup; I can tell it's not a soup I have tried before, this is absolutely the first time I'm trying this, and it's too delicious. Jin must have guessed it from my expression as he asks,
"Tasty? You like?" I nod,
"yeah, Jimin cooks well," I comment,
"You should try mine," he says with a sly smile.
Is he flirting with me right now or just jealous that I complimented Jimin?
On that note, are they both cool with sharing a soulmate? Should I ask? I shouldn't, right; it's not like we'll be typical soulmates; we can be friends at most. I don't want anything else.
Since its not my concern, I leave the question unasked and reply,
"You don't need to do that,"
"I want to," he says,
"Well, then," I say with a shrug.
"Do you cook?" he asks; What is this, an interrogation? well, it wouldn't hurt to answer that though,
"Yeah," there, short and sweet.
"what can you cook?" he presses further,
I don't want to overshare anything, but I don't want to see their hurtful expressions again. Damn this bond. I huff, "actually, I have to call my mom; can we do this later?" I say as I move to place my now empty bowl in the dishwasher and go back to my room for some privacy.
I didn't lie; I really needed to call my mother. She asked me to call her as soon as I get settled, and I need to tell her about my another soulmate too, also, I need to ask her about this damn bond and how it works. This is too much for me; all these funny feelings I get when I catch their eye or when I see them hurt gosh, couldn't the bond just be silent? It's like screaming at the top of its lungs.
I grab my phone from the charger and dial my mother. On the second ring, she answers with,
"Mi Hija, I have been waiting for your call. I was so worried,"
"If you are so worried mama, you could have just called. Also, I got caught up," I tell her,
"Well, I didn't wanna disturb you and your soulmate,"
"Soulmates," I correct her,
"What?"
"Soulmates ma, I don't have just one soulmate. It turns out another member of their band bonded with me in Busan," I inform her, wait a min, when did we bond? yesterday was the first time I saw that man! I'll make sure to ask him about that when they come back.
"What!?! how?" she asks, just as bewildered as I.
"I don't know mama! This universe is just playing tricks on me now, first Eric then Jin, and now him." I sigh, For just once, I want to be in the driver's seat of my love life.
"what's his name?" she asks, and I scoff,
"Is that really important?"
"Yes! it is, I want to know the name of my daughter's soulmate so, I don't make a fool out of myself when I meet him." I sigh,
"Jimin, and you won't be meeting them anytime soon ma," I tell her. It's better to refrain from getting the idea in her head now.
"Anyway, I got other pressing issues, and I need your opinion," I say, changing the subject, "what is the bond like? like the pull and touch, how does it work?"
"Well, the tension in the pull is stronger till you've sealed the bond. You will be sensitive to them and care about them, also there will be sexual tension as well. And when they touch you, it will be like only you two matter nothing else; your surroundings will disappear, your past future all thoughts will disappear but, that's just until you've sealed the bond. I'll tell you what happens when the bond is sealed when you've sealed your bond. Though I don't think you'll be needing my direction then, things get easier after it's sealed. Not the sexual tension though, that just gets higher." she says, laughing at the last part, probably remembering her days.
"Okay, you don't know, but it answered a lot of my questions. Thank you ma, I just need to make sure to keep them from touching me." I say,
"Oh Sel, I don't think that will be possible, the bond won't let you, you won't have the heart to see them dejected," she says, laughing again, she is getting too much fun out of my situation, I huff,
"Whatever, when's your flight?" I ask,
"Tomorrow morning, I know I said I'll stay till next week but, I got some urgent work that needs to be handled soon baby," she tells,
"Well, can I come to see you off at the airport at least?"
"It's pretty early Sel, and you can't stay away from your soulmates long, you know that right?" she says, making me huff again, goddamn it this bond.
"It's alright Sel, don't worry."
"Okay ma, don't forget to call me when you reach, take care," I say and cut the call.
With a sigh, I turn around, a scream leaving my lips as my hand goes up to my heart.
"God, what are you doing? you scared me," I scold him,
"Sorry," he says, raising his hand in surrender before continuing, "you were talking for too long, so I come to check,"
"your mother?" he asks, nodding towards my phone. I nod,
"want to watch a movie?" he asks with hopeful eyes, I know I shouldn't but, thanks to this bond, I reply,
"Sure,"
he moves and leads me towards the living room,
"what you like to watch?" he asks,
"whatever suits you best," I reply; I really don't care.
"marvel?" he asks again with those damn hopeful eyes, what is it with this guy and his eyes?
I reply with a simple nod, and he puts the movie.
I'm sitting on one side of the couch, so he got plenty of space to sit at, but much to my displease or relief I don't even know at this point, he sits beside me, not close enough for our bodies to touch fully but enough for our knees and shoulders to graze.
Acting nonchalant to his actions, I turn towards the screen to see iron man playing, Huh! so his favorite is iron man.
Not long in the movie, I feel his hand on mine as if hesitating; when I don't say anything or remove my hand, he turns my hand over to take it completely, intertwining our fingers.
At his actions, I look up at him only to find him already looking at me, and just like at the airport, we get lost in each other's eyes only this time, I can see his whole face: his perfect nose, and his bee-stung lips, as I realize my gaze was on his lips my mind screams, abort! abort! I break out of my daze and move away from him; taking my hand out of his, I say,
"I- I am still a little tired, I'm gonna go get some sleep," I say, stuttering. I turn around and head back to my room, scolding myself. I swear I could hear him chuckling.
Stars to my moon | chapter-5 |
Genre: Soulmateau! Idolau!Angst;fluff;drama;romance, polyamorousAu!
Pairing:ot7×f!OC
Summary: He took big strides, halting right in front of me as he bends to my eye level, causing me lean back a little. I could feel his breath fanning my face, looking into his eyes, I could see a storm of anger into them.
"We have been nothing but considerate of you and your feelings, while all you've given in return is rejection and cold shoulder since day one." He grits out.
when Selene's 22nd birthday doesn't go as she expected, her world turns upside down, making her resent her soulmates. Will she ever come to accept them in her life or will she continue to run away holding onto her past love?
Word count: 6.5k
Taglist; @effielumiere
The boys have been practicing for over three hours now. Jimin has been down all day, worrying about Selene and Jin. He really didn't want to leave them all alone fending for themselves while being sick, even if it was only for some hours. During these three hours, Jimin has made three phone calls to Jin asking about their health, only getting short answers in return.
Jungkook putting his own worry for his Hyung aside has been trying to comfort jimin all day, doing crazy shit to make him smile but of no use.
Yoongi has been observing everyone all this time; that's what he does. Observe and evaluate his surroundings and his family. He can tell by little things like fidgeting or picking nails if his members are stressed or nervous or embarrassed. Living with people for nearly nine years does this to people. Even though he doesn't show his love verbally or in an overly affectionate way, he does these little things like observing their worry to help them out, not wanting or waiting for them to burn out like a candle: and carrying all the stress alone. That is his way of subtly showing his love for them.
And this past week, he has observed Namjoon fighting an internal battle that has only increased after Selene's arrival at the dorm. He looks at her puzzlingly as if the answers he is trying to find; lie with her, observing her behavior towards Jin and Jimin, not that he's not been doing that himself, he didn't want them to get hurt even if it's by the hands of their own soulmate and that's probably what his dongsaeng was doing but, he knows there's more to it. He knows Namjoon is hiding something, and he also knows it's something crucial to the situation of the soulmates.
He decided he'll have a talk with Namjoon during the break to relieve himself of his internal battle.
Another thing he noticed was how weird Taehyung was behaving. All quiet and somber. He figures he must have a lot on his mind as well. Normally, along with jungkook, taehyung would also be trying to up the spirits of his best friend, setting the mood with his crackheaded-ness. It could just very well be worry for his best friend. He has already made it clear that he doesn't like the way Selene has been treating Jin and Jimin but, Yoongi understands that she is new to all this as well; She will take time to process the changes in her life. She can't just welcome two strangers with open arms just because they are her soulmates.
Yoongi decides he will take care of his dongsaengs one at a time.
When the rest time rolls around, he asks Namjoon to have a talk with him privately in his studio.
Walking into the genius lab, Namjoon asks, "yes, Hyung? what is it?"
"I know something has been bothering you for quite a while now, Namjoon-ah. do you wanna talk about it?" He asks, he knows there is no point in rushing Namjoon to open up but trying wouldn't hurt.
Namjoon sighs, "yes, Hyung, but don't worry. I'll handle it."
"I didn't ask if you'll handle it. I'm telling you if you want a listening ear, this one is always open."
"I know, Hyung. I know. But I can't. I can't tell you, or anyone for that matter, because the information is not mine to share, and even though it's crucial for someone to know, I promised them not to tell anyone. I don't know what to do Hyung." Namjoon says, hanging his head and massaging his nose bridge.
"Is this information by any chance involving The soulmates?" Yoongi asks, they have agreed to call the Soulmate Trio the soulmates because honestly, all their names together were a mouthful.
Hearing his words Namjoon's head snaps up, bewildered as to how he knew, "H-how?" he asks with a frown,
Chuckling, yoongi says, "seriously!? as if anything is ever hidden from me."
"Yeah, but.." Namjoon nods, understanding.
"and well, the secret glances and puzzling looks you keep throwing towards her helped too." suga reveals smugly.
"Ah! I see. it was that obvious?"
"yeah!" he laughs.
"so now that you know, what do you suggest I do?"
"Honestly, if it's something related to her history, you should leave it up to her to open up to them." Namjoon opens his mouth to say something but he doesn't give him a chance, "and I know you feel responsible for knowing beforehand but, as you said, it's not your place nor your secret to share. They will work it out, she'll tell them, whatever it is, when she thinks it's the right time to. And even if they come to know that you knew before them, they will understand. They're not children, namjoon-ah. they know what keeping your word means."
Namjoon's shoulders visibly sagged in relief as he listened to his words.
"Thank you, Hyung! You don't know how long this has been unsettling me."
"I think I do, since the night you met her at Han river, isn't it?"
"Guess you ARE a psychic." namjoon chuckles.
Now that his one brother was free of his predicament, he can focus on his other one. And just like Namjoon, he will give him time to come, and talk to one of his Hyung too before stepping in himself. He just wishes it won't come to that.
The rest of the day went a little more relaxed. During the break, Jimin Video called Jin, though Selene wasn't in the room, Jin informed him that she was sleeping since there wasn't much to do, they both had eaten and were only getting better. After the call, Jimin too was relieved and could focus more on the practice. They all of course missed Jin but, they knew, he'll be with them not long after.
They all went home tired, smiling ear to ear except yoongi, he stayed behind to finish some music he has been working on these past months, he had a schedule: to release his new album soon. He couldn't wait to share this album with army.
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The sounds of whispers wake me up from the dreamland, but I don't open my eyes trying to focus on what they are saying.
"When Should I give it to her?" Jimin says, what is he talking about? Give me what?
"I don't know, it's your call," Jin replies. I wanna ask them what they are talking about, but they are speaking in Korean and as far as they know, I can't understand it. Maybe I should tell them that I can understand their language atleast some of it but then it'll be easier for them to make conversations with me and I'm not ready to talk with them.
Fingers move into my hair, gently caressing my scalp; making me sigh against my will. The fingers stop, before continuing after a second, but they don't talk further. Instead, I hear my name leaving Jin's lips.
"Selene..." His deep sugary rich voice makes goosebumps rise on my arms. It's the first time, I'm hearing my name slipping out of his lips. Meanwhile, what I now suppose is Jimin's fingers are still weaving through my hair. It's baffling to me how in just a matter of a day since I met them, I could differentiate between them both with my eyes closed.
"Selene, wake up, please. You need to eat something." He speaks again, And as if on cue, my stomach grumbles. I groan, whyyyy!!!!!
"Everyone is waiting, please come, eat," Jimin says, and I flutter my eyes open. Looking into my eyes, he smiles, but I don't smile back atleast I tried to. I move my eyes to the man standing behind him, finding him already looking into my eyes, he too passes me a smile, and yet again, I tried not to smile. I haven't forgotten the promise I made to myself in the washroom this morning. Even if I have to defy the universe, I won't give in to fate so easily.
I nod, sitting up, "You guys go ahead, I'll just freshen up." their faces tell me; they didn't understand all of what I said, but they got the gist of it since they start moving towards the door.
Walking into the living room, I see everyone settled in their seats, leaving me a seat between Jin and Jimin. I take my seat, as I look at what's for dinner.
"We thought since you guys have been getting better, you won't need to eat the sick food anymore," says Hoseok. That's the first time he has addressed me. I haven't had much interaction with the other guys, they must be giving me space to settle first. Their dorm is pretty big, though I wouldn't expect anything less from Seven guys living together, the world's renowned musicians nonetheless. The interior is pretty modern. The kitchen is themed black and grey, the same as the room I'm staying in.
"Thank you," I say as Jimin serves me and Jin a plate before grabbing one for himself. The dinner was decent; I don't know what's the dish called though. Should I ask them? I don't want to show them any type of interest, but after thinking twice about it, I give in; what's asking for the name of a dish gonna do?
"Sorry, but what is this dish called?" I ask, looking at RM in particular.
"Oh, it's Tteokbokki, it's made from rice. Do you like it?" He answers.
"Yeah, it's good," I say.
"Well, thank Jin, he made it for you," He tells me.
I turn towards Jin, "why are you working in the Kitchen already? You should rest until you're fully recovered." I scold him, against my will, might I add. I don't care about him, No. but when RM mentioned him working in the kitchen, I couldn't help but worry about him. I know this is all because of the bond, but I can't take back my words after voicing them out loud.
He chuckles, "Don't worry, it was not many work. And I was bored, you were sleeping."
Whatever his excuse, I know why he really did it. He was jealous because I complimented Jimin's soup in the morning, and he wanted to earn my praise as well, which he did, Even if it was indirectly. He did. And that was pretty clear on his face. His face was cracked into an ear-to-ear smile, his eyes having lost behind his cheeks, though visible enough for me to see the shine, the pride of having accomplished his goal in them.
Realizing I'm staring again, my eyes divert to the table only to meet another brown pair of eyes, though these eyes were not staring, no they were glaring at me as if I sold off his horse. What was this guy's deal? He seriously has a bone to pick with me, and I didn't even talk to him, let alone do anything for him to act this way.
I sigh, there's no point in addressing that though. I won't be seeing him again after this week. I can ignore it till then.
After finishing up dinner, the guys start cleaning up the table. Thinking, I should lend a hand. I start collecting the dishes and with no interruptions this time, thank god.
The guys move back to the living room, I move to get back to my room, but a voice stops me.
"Do you like to play video games?" The blue highlights guy asks, he's kookie if I'm not wrong.
"um, yeah," I answer.
"Do you wanna play with us? Jimin-hyung and I are gonna have a match, but we need a third player, and Taehyungie-hyung is refusing," he asks me with a pout. Am I seeing this right? Doe eyes and a pout? I didn't have a chance against him in the first place.
"Sure," I say and go to sit at the corner of the couch while he and Jimin are sitting on the floor.
He hands me a console and says, "Don't worry, we'll go easy on you." Smirking at Jimin. The latter, however, is not looking at his dongsaeng, he's looking at me with glinting eyes. I guess, after so many refusals: he's happy I accepted something even if it wasn't his request.
The rest of the boys, except for the one; kookie mentioned before, are here, scattered around the different pieces of furniture in the room. Yoongi and RM, are sharing the couch; adjacent to mine, Hoseok is on a sofa chair, and Jin; is sprawled across the one I'm sitting in.
The match starts with kookie in the lead with Jimin on his tail and I in the last position. But as we got further into the game, the ranks changed. Jimin and I swapped places while Jungkook, as I know him by now, was still in the first place. Not for long. I think as I accelerate, rounding around the corner, I come neck to neck with him. Bumping into his car, I pass him by at just the last second, winning the game. The round of cheers hollered around the room as if I won an Olympic, not a basic car game.
"wahhh!! Daebak!" Jimin comments. I pass him a smile.
"Yah! Selene, you be my team next!" Jin says, giving me a wink.
"Not fair!! You do not say you play good," Jungkkook whines, and I laugh.
"Well, you assumed that I can't play instead of asking me if I could play. Not my fault," I shrug, laughing.
"where you learned?" he asked.
"Eric and I used to play, with time, I picked it up," I tell him smiling, reminiscing the memory.
"Eric?" Jimin asks with weird expressions.
"You know, you should know better than to presume," I say to Jungkook, pretending not to hear Jimin. At this point, the whole room has gone silent, the air frozen. No doubt everyone was watching our exchange.
"Yeah, okay?" Jungkook pouts.
"You don't answer my question," Jimin chimes in impatiently.
"Well.." I drawl, "That's because I didn't want to," I continue.
"Why?" he asks, raising his eyebrow. I chuckle, he really doesn't know when to back down.
"because it's none of your business," I say, looking him straight in the eye as I rise to my feet, watching his eyes as hurt flashes across them. I turn around and go back to my room, slamming the door shut.
Leaning on the door, I take a deep breath; how long till the week is over? It's only my second day here, and I'm already done with all of this. I didn't wanna hurt Jimin. Even if it's only been a day I know both jin and jimin are good sweet men, but I can't lead them on, let them into my life just to leave their hand in the middle of the road. It's better this way, Selene. I assure myself.
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As soon as Selene is out of the room, all members go to comfort Jimin. Hoseok knows Jimin didn't mean any harm with the question, and that guy for the love of God can't contain his jealousy. He just needs to understand to give her time to warm up to him before diving into her past.
He sighs, "Give her space Jimin-ah. she'll come around." comforting his dongsaeng. However, hoseok doesn't miss the looks Yoongi and Namjoon throw toward each other, having their own secret conversation.
"yah! jimin-ah. If you can't help getting jealous, at least try not to show it," Jin says, Hoseok knows it's hard on them both to share a soulmate. They haven't even gotten to talk about it yet.
"I think you guys should talk about it. Try figuring out how you'll handle this relationship," Yoongi says, he chuckles. Of course, he's thinking the same thing. Hoseok and Yoongi's thoughts have almost always been in sync. Just like Jimin and Taehyung, it's like they are each other's soulmates as well.
"Yeah, you guys should have some ground rules to avoid conflict in your relationship with both, Selene and each other," Namjoon agrees.
"That's a good idea. What do you suggest?" Jin asks, and jimin nods. Besides their relationship with Selene. Their relationship with each other is too important for them. They wouldn't want to lose it for the world.
"Well to start with, how about if one of you gets in an argument with her, the other stays out of it?" Namjoon suggests, and both the members agree.
At this point, the only member missing in the whole ordeal has also come out of his room, the sound of the door slamming brought him out of his haven. He listens intently to namjoon, not wanting to miss out on anything.
"And you should communicate more, always be transparent," Hoseok suggests, he knows how important transparency is in a relationship. If you aren't transparent to your partner, the relationship will crumble beneath the weight of your secrets eventually.
"Right, and don't make it a competition 'cause it's not one. And I know being jealous is only human, and you will get jealous of each other, just try not to show it," Namjoon speaks again, making both men look at each other. Jealousy is something that has the power to sink even the best ships.
"And always keep the other in the loop. For example, tell him beforehand if you have made plans or a surprise for her," Jungkook pitches in. Both men are listening to their members, helping them in their strange situation.
"Yes, and you can add more rules as time goes by, and I know you know but still remember she is your priority, don't think like the other will take care of something. Both of you should," Namjoon reminds them. It's pretty common, to dump your responsibility on someone else, assuming they will take care of it, but none does. In their case, if they communicate enough, nothing will get out of hand.
The others move to go back to their rooms, leaving the two to think over their words and talk things out.
"and give her some space, she might be already overwhelmed with the news of two soulmates. Let her settle that in and take things slow then," Namjoon says before disappearing down the hall.
Hoseok lays on his bed worried about his members, they were so ecstatic when they found their soulmate but having to share a soulmate is a lot of work and struggle. He just hopes while tying new ties their old ones won't break.
The vibration of his phone gets him out of his thoughts, he looks at the caller ID before picking up the call, grinning like an idiot. His worries long forgotten, he says into the phone,
"hi, Yeobo!"
"Hi, Oppa. What are you doing?" the person on the other line asks.
"If I say I was missing you, would you believe me? or does that sound too cheesy?" Hoseok teases.
"I definitely wouldn't believe it, and yes, it is too cheesy." She laughs.
"Well, thank god that isn't the answer then, I was just thinking about work," he says. He doesn't want to lie to her, but she isn't aware of the new situation in the dorm, and it's better that way.
"Oppa... you're always thinking about work, take some rest. Don't go too hard on yourself," she scolds, making Hobi chuckle.
"I just had a week's rest. Don't worry. I won't go too hard. Now tell me, was there a special reason you called, or were you just missing me?" he teases again, this time making her chuckle.
"I wouldn't say I didn't miss you, but yes, I called to ask if you're free to go on a date with me this weekend," she asks,
"of course, who would want to miss upon the opportunity to take a beautiful woman on a date?" he answers, a smile gracing his lips.
"Okay then, see you Saturday!" she says, hanging up the call.
Hoseok gazes up at the ceiling, still smiling. Hands folded, resting on his heart, still holding the phone. Whatever the matter Ji-ah always makes his day bright. If hoseok was everyone else's sun, It was Ji-ah, who had the power to make him smile on the lowest of days. It was one of the reasons he decided to date her.
Hoseok, after having witnessed Jin holding onto the hope; of finding his soulmate and the misery that brings, decided not to have those childish false hope. After waiting two years, hoseok had enough of waiting around for his soulmate. He met Ji-ah two years ago when he was at the lowest in his life. She worked for his sister, and after their many encounters, he asked her out on a date. In 2018, when the band was thinking of disbanding, everything he worked so hard for was slipping from his hands, from all of their hands. He needed support and Ji-ah became that anchor in his life at that time. In a way, she saved him, supported him, comforted him, and loved him. When he thought he didn't have anyone, she was there for him.
Now that Jin and jimin found their soulmates, you would think the candle of his hope has once again been lit, but Hoseok doesn't want to find his soulmate. Ji-ah has been there for him for two years, he does not want to repay her love with hurt. He wouldn't be able to bring himself to.
Ji-ah is one of the kindest, purest and brightest souls he has encountered, he can't be the reason for her hurt.
That is the reason Hoseok has given up on ever finding his soulmate.
But has fate ever listened to anyone? You will get what is due to you and in his case, a soulmate.
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It's afternoon, and I'm lounging in the living room alone, watching an episode of Friends. I've been avoiding everyone since the morning. I didn't come out of my room for breakfast so after everyone left: Jin came to my room with breakfast. He didn't say anything about last night's situation, he just understood my need for space. I saw his reaction too when I mentioned Eric; his eyes were screaming jealousy just like Jimin's, and I saw the hurt in there when I disregarded Jimin's right over me. He knew that applied to them both.
But he was neither angry nor upset over it but rather understanding. Neither of us addressed last night's events; we had a silent breakfast. It was a little awkward, but that was only because I didn't know how to act, and he was acting so nonchalantly.
After breakfast, he retired to his room, saying he had work and only came out to make and eat lunch. It went silent, just like breakfast. I wondered why he wasn't saying or asking me anything. But at the same time, I was thankful because I wouldn't know how would I answer his questions anyway.
I was laughing: holding my stomach when Monica was teaching chandler how to pleasure a woman right. I threw my head back laughing, only to have a near heart attack when I saw Jin standing behind me.
Screaming, I sat up straight, turning towards him,
"Fucking hell!! you just gave me a heart attack!" holding a hand to my heart.
But what comes out of his mouth isn't something I ever expected him to ask,
"Are you disappointed in us?" I look at him. Eyebrows furrowed.
"What?" I ask, why the fuck would he ask that? These guys are literal angels as far as I've seen. Always caring and kind to others. To me. When I haven't even done anything to earn that kindness.
"Are you not happy we are your soulmates?" he asks again.
Well, that is quite correct, but I can't say that to him. I don't want to hurt him, so I give him an answer that would be acceptable.
"No, Jin. I am not at all disappointed in you guys." I tell him, "You both are one of the sweetest and kindest people I've encountered. I just..." I sigh, before continuing, "I never imagined this. I didn't think or want to meet my soulmate, but I did. And then I found out I have two of them. How do you expect me to behave when I'm living with people I had no desire to meet or find?"
The way his eyes were staring into my own, I wanted to say so much more at this moment, I wanted to tell him everything, about Eric, about my reason to go against the universe. He wanted me to confide in him but I can't. No matter how much I'm tempted right now. I don't want to regret oversharing when I overthink later.
"You didn't want us?" he asks,
"No, Jin. It's not about you, I didn't want anyone," I tell him.
"Why?" he presses further.
"It's complicated. It's just something from my past that I'm not ready to share." I calmly try to make him understand.
"So, it's not because we are not what you um, excepted?" he says, with hopeful eyes. I don't know how much he understood right now, but I guess he got the gist of it.
"Expected." I correct him before continuing to shake my head, "And no. It's not because you aren't what I expected, rather you aren't who I expected," I tell him. He frowns, searching my eyes.
He smiles, "So, friends?" he asks holding his hand out hopefully.
I contemplate for a second, they really are good people maybe it wouldn't hurt to be their friend. We're gonna need each other throughout our life anyway. I'll just make it clear after, that friendship is as far as I am willing to go.
I smile, taking his hand.
Wait a minute! he was asking me questions so fluently in English, sure his English is good, but it's not as good as the way he just talked. Was he working on this the whole afternoon?
Since we're now friends, I decided to tease him. "So, is this what you were working on till now?"
As soon as the sentence is out of my mouth, his ears turn red. "I..I.. well," he stutters, and I laugh.
"Don't worry, you did good," I assure him, not wanting to embarrass him further.
As I try to turn around, I realize we are still holding onto each other's hands. I try taking my hand out, but he doesn't let go instead; he asks me,
"Can I join you?" he nods towards the screen. I raise an eyebrow.
"You was laughing hard," he says shrugging, answering my unspoken question.
"Sure," I smile at him.
He moves towards the couch, I sit at the far end and he sits right beside me, just an inch of space between us. He rests our still united hands in the space, his thumb lightly caressing the back of my hand.
"you know you can let go of my hand now, right?" I ask him, giving him an eyebrow raise.
"but I don't want to," he says with all sincerity, looking into my eyes. I could hear the thumping of my heart in my ears, I just hope he can't. The effect he has on me is going to get me in trouble one day. What is he trying, we just agreed to be friends. He opens his mouth again, "I'm not feeling good," and everything makes sense.
why do you always have to take everything otherwise Selene, I scold myself. Not everyone thinks like you, people can have innocent intentions you know.
I nod, "Okay," I say and turn towards the screen, putting on Korean subtitles so he can understand as well.
And that's how we spend the rest of the evening, holding hands, laughing with each other. His laugh sounded like a windpipe, and I wondered how can someone this beautiful can laugh like that but I'm not judging, I was snorting most of the time as well.
As the sun went down, I was seeing him in a new light. Quite literally. The ray of sunshine hitting his face; well gracing is a better word. As it graced his face, he looked so ethereal. I was happy we could be friends. I just hope it won't get any more complicated than this. I want to resent them honestly, but keeping the bond aside, they are really good people, and they don't deserve it. I don't deserve them.
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It's been two days since Jin and I decided to become friends. I wouldn't say, we have made a huge leap of progress in our friendship since then, but now at least, I'm comfortable with spending time with him. Yesterday, he and I had a Mario cart match of our own; needless to say, I won.
Though he wasn't bitter about it, he did whine and made me promise to team with him against Jungkook next time. I wanted to ask him what about that guy makes them all so competitive, but I bit my tongue because I didn't think it was my place to pry.
Today, the company allowed Jin to go with the other members to catch up on the practice since he has shown good signs of improvement in the past four days, leaving me all alone at their dorm.
A sigh of boredom leaves my lips as I fall back on the bed. I've been watching shows the entire day, but I'm bored of that too. Seriously, how many reruns can a person enjoy non-stop?
I roll across the bed when suddenly an idea pops into my head. I have two world-renowned celebrities as my soulmates, and I know nada about that aspect of their life. Reaching for my laptop, I sit up on the bed, ready to do some digging into how they become to be who they are now.
I search for BTS on youtube and scroll down the results. I pause and go back up; now counting down the views they have on their video and ¡dios mío! the amount of videos they have on their videos is insane. I first click on the music video that had more than a billion views, the song is named DNA. Though I thought, that I will understand at least a little of their song with the little Korean that I know, I was obviously wrong. I had to open the English subtitles to learn the meaning behind their song.
The melody and the music along with the meaning made the song a masterpiece. No doubt so many people loved the song. Their visuals helped as well. Both of my soulmates are looking heavenly in the video but I can't help watching the other members as well. They all are looking so beautiful with their hair and their dangling earrings.
The next song I listen to is called FAKE LOVE. Well, I guess the title explains a little. As the music starts my breath hitches, If I thought they were heavenly before, they looked devilishly handsome now. The lyrics were so well written, like how does one even come up with things like that? This has to be my favorite song of theirs. The sexiness was oozing out of the screen.
Next, I play ON. This song was released just this year. I see the pattern; the deep, meaningful lyrics aren't just a one-time, poet moment thing. All their songs seem to be deep and meaningful. I wonder who their writer is, whoever it is, the guys got lucky with them. Also, the songs are amazingly produced, these guys' team is so well made, they got lucky with everything.
The next video was released this month only, BLACK SWAN. I don't understand the title, but when I see the lyrics, I'm left amazed. And did I just see Jimin dance in contemporary? he was so graceful, and in the shot when his wings expanded, I was a goner. He dances with such poise I could only think to do so. The guys have only gotten better with time. The first video I saw, was from 2016, and in 2020 their visuals, music, their lyrics; it has only gotten better with time. This song should be played in the orchestra. It has the potential to reach people's hearts without even needing to say a word. This piece is a real masterpiece I'd say.
I go to the comment section since this is my new favorite of the guys, I need to know more about them. I see many comments about their pretty handsome faces, Jimin's dance, and marriage proposals. There were critics as well; some people tried to bash them for their success, but there were millions of supportive, loving comments. These guys are loved by their fans so much.
Just as I was about to click on the next video, a voice startles me, making me swear as I look up. Jin was standing there smiling at me, I smile back.
"what are you doing?" he asks as he strides into the room towards me.
panicking about getting caught, I instantly close the laptop, smiling at him, "oh um nothing, when did you come back?"
"just now," he answers. "come out, we bring dinner."
I nod, following him outside. I see Yoongi behind the counter setting the table with Jimin helping him.
Jimin and I haven't really talked after the incident in the living room, where I not so subtly shut him out. I see the longing gazes he looks at me with whenever I'm in his presence, the jealousy in his eyes when I'm with Jin. Even so, he hasn't come to talk to me, once. I don't know what is going on in his head, but he shouldn't have pried into my past much less so early in our relationship.
Soon, all the guys come out after getting freshened up, filling in the seats. Safe to say, besides Jin, I haven't had many interactions with the other boys, but they have been taking care of me, welcomed me into their home, accepting me as their brothers' soulmate. Seeing their success, these guys are pretty down to earth, the arrogance of success has not taken control of their minds. Well, atleast I don't have to deal with an arrogant soulmate. Considering everything, I'd say I ended up good.
"Do you eat spicy?" Namjoon asks from across me, sitting between Hoseok and Yoongi. Next to Yoongi sits Jungkook. I'm as always sitting between Jin and Jimin, with Taehyung sitting beside the latter.
"Depends. Your spicy? probably, My spicy? No." I answer.
Jin sets a bowl in front of me, "try,"
And I do. "It's good, I have eaten this before."
After dinner, as I start to get up to put my dish in the washer, a hand comes to rest on mine halting my actions.
"I think, it's time we have a talk," Jin says, tilting his head towards Jimin.
I nod, Of course, a talk was in order. It's a good time to let them know of my intentions or lack thereof, I guess.
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They move to the living area, the other members having retired to their rooms to give them privacy. Selene sits on a couch, and both the boys settle on the couch across from her. Being face to face they could read her expression. They know, there is something pulling back Selene from giving in to the pull of the bond. Both the members have experienced how strong the pull is and they've seen Selene fighting against it. They just want to understand the reason behind that fight.
"So..." Selene starts, "What did you want to talk about?"
"First, I want to say sorry for that day," Jimin speaks, hanging his head low, not daring to meet her eyes, he didn't want to see any more hurt or anger in her eyes caused by him, "I was wrong to..." he drifts off, couldn't find the words to express himself due to the language barrier.
"To push me? stuffing your nose in my business?" Selene offers sarcastically. Jimin didn't understand the last part, but he did know whatever she meant was probably true.
He nods, "I am sorry, I will wait for you. I will learn." with determination, he finishes his apology. Jimin never wanted to be the reason for someone's hurt or problem, all he wanted was, for the people he loves to live happily. He also wanted a good relationship with his soulmate.
Seeing the way, Selene had accepted Jin as a friend, from being hostile to comfortable in his presence whilst still showing jimin the same hostility she had when she came to the dorm was eating away at him. His insecurities whispering in his ear that she might not want him as a soulmate, she might choose Jin. He knows he was wrong to raise such an incredulous question this early in their relationship, but he was blinded with envy at that moment, all rationality, all sense went out the window at that time.
And he faced the consequences for that, having her right in front of his eyes but not being able to talk, scared she will say the words he is most afraid of, and having her avoid him like a plague. But after much thought and some advice from Yoongi, he finally stepped up to ask her herself if she wanted him or not. Or will she choose?
"Okay," Selene nods, "I accept your apology, but on one condition. Neither of you will ever push me for something I don't want to share."
Both the boys agree instantly, they never wanted to make her upset again.
"Friends"
"Alright, was there something else, or should I go then?"
"um," Jin fishes out a paper from his pocket, they had asked namjoon to help them with translation, they didn't want any misunderstanding.
"You are fighting the bond, we can tell. why?" Jin reads from the paper, peering up at her.
"I...I just told you not to ask me something I don't want to share." her answer comes.
"But we think your past," Jin counters, "this has us too,"
"Me not wanting to give in to the pull does not have anything to do with either of you," she says, glaring at the men. "I told you Seokjin, You guys are not a factor in whatever I do."
Her response hurt and relieved them at the same time. But they understood, they only came into her life not a week ago, and they can't expect to play a role in her life so soon.
"Okay," they both nod, "Are you going to choose?" taking the paper from Jin, Jimin reads.
"Choose what?"
"between us." Jin clarifies.
"No? I didn't know I was supposed to." she frowns.
"aani, aani, No. I was just... I thought you will not want me when you have Jin hyung." Jimin explains flustering.
"Jimin, I told this to Jin as well, I am willing to have a friendly relationship for the sake of your and my health, but I don't think I'll be able to take any further steps."
Jimin nodded, every word tumbling down her tongue was like an arrow piercing his heart, but he swallowed every single one of them. Selene was in a way rejecting the relationship they wished to share with her, but he won't ask why now; after knowing the reason, maybe he'll understand, but for now, he'll have to settle with being her friend if it means staying by her side.
"Okay, friends?" he says, holding a hand out to shake.
"Friends." she takes his hand, smiling. "I'm glad you guys understood. I don't want any problems in the future. So as far as we're all clear, I've agreed to be your friend and nothing more."
Both boys nod, "We understand,"
Not wanting to let her go just yet, Jimin asks, "what you do?"
"Oh, I'm doing my Master's in astronomy, I have just taken admission in Seoul University. The classes will start from fall though, so I have the time to settle here." her reply comes.
"You come here for study?" Jin asks.
"No, I just came to travel, but I loved it here, so I decided to stay."
"What change your mind?" he questions further, intrigued.
"Everything about this city is amazing. When I came to Seoul, I fell in love with the culture, the people, and of course the food, the biggest factor was my place of solace, the Han river. I love that place."
"Woah, namjoon hyung also go there. He met you there." Jin says, making Selene frown.
"What?" she whispers.
"He tell us your name. You met him. You don't remember?" Jimin asks, tilting his head, a habit he does whenever he tries to understand something.
"I remember meeting someone, but I didn't know who he was." She says, mind elsewhere.
Standing up abruptly, she says, "I think I should sleep." disappearing down the hall, leaving both the men confused and wondering if they did something wrong again.
Not wanting to give in to negative thoughts, Jin and Jimin also call it a night. Retiring to their respective rooms.
"you look happy. It went well?" hoseok asks, seeing the small smile on his roommate's face. The latter, simply nods in reply, sinking into his mattress.
Jimin slips into the dreamland, thinking about the small progress he made with his soulmate today. He was happy that his fear didn't come true; she didn't reject him. There was still a chance. He had all the faith in the universe.
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Stars to my moon | chapter -6 |
Genre: Soulmateau! Idolau!Angst;fluff;drama;romance, polyamorousAu!
Pairing:ot7×f!OC
Summary: He took big strides, halting right in front of me as he bends to my eye level, causing me lean back a little. I could feel his breath fanning my face, looking into his eyes, I could see a storm of anger into them.
"We have been nothing but considerate of you and your feelings, while all you've given in return is rejection and cold shoulder since day one." He grits out.
when Selene's 22nd birthday doesn't go as she expected, her world turns upside down, making her resent her soulmates. Will she ever come to accept them in her life or will she continue to run away holding onto her past love?
Word count: 7.5k
Taglist; @effielumiere
Pacing around my room, I was trying to process the fact that Namjoon knows about my past which means he probably has already told the other members. How could I have not remembered that it was Namjoon, now I know why his name and voice were ringing a bell.
I trusted him, he knew I was their soulmate, he told them my name, made me confide in himself, all just to betray me like that, to tattle behind my back to my soulmates.
I need to confront him, he told me to trust him, to trust a stranger but he wasn't one, was he? he knew me. He knew what I looked like, he knew my relationship with his member, and yet he showed himself oblivious, to me and to the situation. He feigned nonchalance.
Without thinking further my feet moved towards his room, I had no patience for this guy anymore. Showing himself trustful just to go stabbing behind others' backs. I need to know what he told Jin and Jimin.
I knock impatiently, not caring if I ruined his sleep. I needed answers, and I needed them now.
Namjoon opens the door, rubbing his eye with one hand as he looks at me, "Selene? what are you doing here?"
Pushing past him, I enter the room, "I had to talk to you,"
"Yeah, of course, what is it, what about?" he asks, closing the door.
"Why didn't you tell me we've met before," I ask, watching as his eyes go wide. He didn't expect me to know.
"I... I didn't think you'd remember me," he says,
"I didn't. Jin told me you met me at Han river." I tell him, "I trusted you that day Namjoon, I confided in you, and you represented yourself as a stranger. You betrayed me. I bet you couldn't wait to tell everything you learned to your members. How much have you spilled, huh? That my boyfriend of six years who was my childhood best friend left me just like that in the blink of an eye? Did you guys have a good time making fun of me?" by the time I finish my ranting, I was breathing heavily not because of lack of air no, I was angry. No scratch that I was furious and hurt.
"Selene, listen to me. calm down," he says gently, trying to calm me down. "I didn't tell anyone anything. Just your name and that I met you."
"You're lying! why would I believe you? you already knew who I was, why else would you ask me to trust you, to tell you my troubles, if not to pass it down to them."
"I didn't know who you were when I asked you your troubles, Selene. While I was leaving, I saw the mole under your left eye, so I asked Jin about it, and coincidently you turned out to be their soulmate. Trust me, Selene, I didn't tell them anything besides your name. I asked for your trust then, and I would lose a limb before losing that trust." he says sincerely, making me want to give him the benefit of doubt. Maybe he didn't tell them, maybe he kept his words.
"even if you didn't tell them, how does that benefit you?" I ask him skeptically.
"I don't need to be benefited from it, Selene. I am a man of my word, and once I give it to someone, I don't go back on it. I told you, your secret is safe with me, and it is. Unless you tell them yourself, they won't find anything out from me." he promises.
I look into his eyes, watching them pleading for me to trust him, to give him a chance. I nod, "Okay, I believe you." I give in. I know I shouldn't trust him, but I can't help but do. My heart is telling me to listen to him, to trust him.
"But you better not make me regret it," I said before storming out of his room. Even if I trust him, I will not let my guard down easily.
Tired, I fall into slumber as soon as I lay on my bed.
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Everyone left before I woke up. Walking into the kitchen, I found a post note stuck on the fridge door,
"We had an early schedule, didn't want to wake you up. Breakfast is ready, Jin-hyung made pancakes. Have a lovely day, and eat well. We'll be back by 5.
Jin & Jimin~ <3"
Well, that's a good thing they did, not waking me up. I'm really not an early riser, I wouldn't have been surprised if I cursed at them.
Having breakfast by myself now seems not normal, I miss the chatter, the commotion, their bickering. I should be scared by how soon I got used to these guys.
After finishing my breakfast, I thought to continue my research of the guys I was doing before I was interrupted yesterday.
Maybe, I should track their journey from the start. I watch their debut music video, No More Dream. The song has a completely different vibe from the ones I watched yesterday, the boys look young too. Based on the release date, they would just have been teenagers. They must have worked so hard to execute this song perfectly at such young age. From the lyrics to the dance break, everything was mind-blowing.
Going further into their discography, I watch every single video of theirs by the release date. You could really see them improving with every comeback. I thought these guys were around for just a couple of years, but they have been in this industry for seven years already. Why did it take them so long to get the recognition they deserved then?
Having seen the music videos, I click on a fan-made documentary about how they become, to be where they are now.
I don't know if this is real, but it does look legit. I can't believe the past they endured. The amount of injustice and struggle they had to face was heartbreaking. I still don't know these guys well enough, but I can say with a guarantee that they did not deserve it. The hard work, the patience these guys put into their work. But because the industry was feeling threatened by the potential they had, everyone did them dirty.
My heart broke when they showed poor Jungkook being shamed, for thinking good for people. He bought him lunch, and them being the heartless mindless assholes, they did not just reject his gift but also disrespected him. If I could, I would throw hands with this man right now. I never want to see those pretty eyes glossy with tears again.
Not having the heart to continue, I shut down the laptop and get up to do some cooking to clear my mind.
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I look around the kitchen, trying to find the ingredients for pasta, which weren't hard to find, thank god. It's been a while since I had something that tasted like home.
It doesn't take me long to make the pasta after getting everything ready. But after it was cooked, I realized that I made more than enough for one person. Deciding to leave the rest in the fridge, I take my plate and move toward the living room.
Whenever I can't eat alone, I eat on the couch with the T.V on. It makes it less lonely.
I put on Brooklyn 99, I needed something light after what I had seen before.
Getting my stomach full, I move to load in the dishwasher. I don't want them coming home to a messy kitchen. Looking at the clock, I see it's only three right now. There's still time left till they come back.
Deciding to sleep to kill some time, I go back to my assigned room, not before stubbing my toe on the large lamp in the hallway. motherfucker!
Lying in bed sleep doesn't come so easily, especially with so much going on in my head right now. All the information I just got to know about their past. Now that I think about it, the question Jimin asked about not choosing between him and Jin makes sense now. The guy had been insecure, thinking everyone was better than him, always estimating his worth less than theirs was something he struggles with since he was a trainee. That time I thought of his question as silly, but now it makes sense to me.
Another thing I learned from the video was how close the guys really are to each other. Always caring, supporting, and loving the other members but also not lacking to tease each other. Their dynamic is magnificent, to be honest.
Another thing I found through the video was the reason why everyone was so ecstatic when I defeated Jungkook in the match. The guy was the Golden Maknae. He is good at everything he does, or so the video said. And he is pretty competitive too, so he doesn't let anyone win easily. And when I won against him, the guys were happier to see Jungkook lose than me winning. They had something to tease him about. is it wrong to say that I'm jealous of their friendship at this point? I never experienced something like that except with eric and now I've lost the only best friend that I had.
Thinking about the boys, I don't even realize when I fall into the dreamland.
Lounging in the living room with all the boys, I was sitting in the middle of the sofa with Jimin and Taehyung on both sides, and jungkook was sitting near my feet. yoongi and hoseok on the lover's seat and namjoon and jin on the other sofa.
I was massaging kookie's head, while the boys were talking about their music. More like bickering and teasing each other on their new choreography.
"Did you see v-hyung's expressions? he was so extra," kookie said laughing, his bunny teeth on display.
"me? did you see Jiminie with his antics again?" Taehyunng counters, not wanting to be the center of the teasing.
"yah! jungkook-ah, you've gotten enough attention from her. move now." Jin says, tired of waiting for his turn.
"Five more minutes, hyung, please," Jungkook asks, pulling out his doe eyes.
Sighing, jin gives in, "okay, but only five more minutes, after that she's all mine." my cheeks turn scarlet at his words.
I feel a finger poking in my side, "jimin!" I say, turning towards him.
"I couldn't resist," he says, raising his hands up in surrender.
I feel a finger stroking my cheek as soft, plump lips are pressed beneath my left eye. I flutter my eyes open as I see midnight blue hair greeting my sight.
"what are you doing?"
Hearing my voice, he sits up straight, "I...I..umm. You call my name in sleep." he stutters.
"Okay, but what were you doing just now?" I ask again,
"umm.." not meeting my eyes, he says, "your mark? down eye is so pretty. I see more close,"
"Seeing it up close huh?" I raise an eyebrow.
"Sorry, I couldn't resist," he mutters in Korean. The words make my cheeks go red. Not wanting him to notice, I change the subject.
"When did you guys come back?"
"one hour before," he answers.
"Alright, since you've already freshened up, you go out, I'll come in a few." he nods, leaving my room.
I step into the kitchen, finding Jin behind the counter as usual,
"Oh, there's some pasta in the fridge," Jungkook says, as I take my seat.
"Selene must have made it," Jin answers.
"Can I eat it hyung?" he asks, pouting,
"You should ask her first," Yoongi chimes in, Jin nodding.
"Selene?" listening to his hyungs, he calls me.
"yeah?" I ask, looking over at him, pretending not to know anything.
"Pasta, can I eat?" he asks, cutely as if I would say no. I won't, but they don't know that. It's better that way.
"Sure," I nod. "Just be careful, I made it a little spicy."
Heeding the warning, I watch as he tastes a little of it before diving into it full force. Eating with an angry frown, "mmm... Mashita"
I smile, looking at his reaction, not just me seeing his reaction, but Jin and Jimin running over to him, asking for a bite.
"This is not done, I want to eat Selene's food too!" Jimin says, pouting when Jungkook refused, teasing his hyung.
"yah! let me eat!" Jin scolds the maknae.
"Selene, me too eat." after having been declined by the maknae, Jimin comes to me in hopes that I'll tell jungkook to give him some too.
Instead, I just shrug. Not wanting to meddle in between their business, I say, "Do not drag me into this. It's his choice now." raising my hands up in surrender.
After many pleas and making Jimin act cute and Jin make a monkey sound, the maknae finally let the duo eat some of the pasta with him.
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Jimin was in his studio when Jin came to visit him asking him to be a guest on his Eat Jin today. Bickering and telling him not to mention something embarrassing, the last time Jimin appeared on Eat Jin was a year ago, that too without any prior notice.
The guys were just talking when their manager peeked into the studio,
"Oh good, you're both here," he says, fully stepping into the room.
"What is it, Hyung?" Jimin asks,
"The deal of the apartment you guys requested for Selene has been finalized. It will be ready for possession in a couple of days." Sejin informs them both.
"Wahhh! hyung! Thank you so much." Jimin says, smiling widely at Jin, who was mirroring his happiness. He knows she can't stay with them for more than a week now that she and Jin hyung are all better.
The day, Selene, came to the dorm, both the soulmates decided to buy an apartment in the same building and floor for her. They didn't want her to be a part of the headline of a scandal if she ever were to be caught with either of them. They knew introducing her to the public was inevitable, but they wanted to do it on their own terms, not under the pressure of a scandal and certainly not this early in their relationship.
After sejin left, Jin turns to Jimin, "Guess we can push the vlive for tomorrow, we should go home early today."
Informing the other members about their plans, both the boys leave for their dorm, excited to share the news with Selene. Granted, it was only an hour early than the rest of the boys, but they couldn't wait.
Entering the dorm, they found Selene on her laptop, watching something with her AirPods on. They call her but got no response. They go to stand behind her couch, trying to peek into what she was watching with such concentration and the answer had them cringing.
Jimin reaches out to shut her laptop, not wanting her to see his past self. He still didn't understand how did he have fans back then while looking like that.
Selene turns her neck towards them, a hand on her heart. Startled from the intrusion. Jimin watches her cheeks turning red at the sight of them both.
"what are you doing here?" she asks them.
"We come early. what are you doing?" Jin asks in return.
"I..um. I was bored, so I thought to watch some videos online."
"not look old videos. I show you new." Jimin says.
"Why?" she tilts her head,
"We look bad. fat," he replies. He doesn't want her to watch him chubby and fat.
"You don't!" She counters. "Anyway, was there a special reason for you guys to come back early, or you just finished your work early."
"Oh, yes yes. wait. we come and tell." Jimin says before they both shuffle down the hallway to freshen up.
Showering, Jimin decides it's time for him to give back Selene's necklace now. He has held onto it quite long for her. Putting the necklace into his pocket, he heads out. He just needs to find the perfect timing for it now.
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Both the boys settle into their seats across Selene. Silence hangs in the room. She raises an eyebrow in question,
"Alright, enough of the silence. Can one of you tell me what it is already?"
"You have to go," Jin utters, and before he has time to explain further, Selene speaks,
"Are you kicking me out?" frown crowning her face.
"Aaaniyaa~" "No" both the boys choke out at the same time, panicked.
"Then?"
"Don't take wrong but, we buy you an apartment in building. this," Jin proclaims cautiously.
"What! why? This is absurd. Why would you buy me an apartment, I already have a place." She says,
"We know, but we can't be see with you in public," Jin tries to make her understand. One thing they figured about Selene in this week she's been here was that she's strong-headed and very stubborn. She will do only what she thinks is right.
It was essential for her to understand the reason behind their step.
"So? It's not like we will go out or something. You can just come to my place, or I can come here whenever we need a recharge." her words sting at their heart. They know by now that Selene has agreed to be even friends with them because they need each other and not because she wanted to.
"Selene, listen. We can not. Dispatch follow. They watch, they spread. We do not want it," Jin calmly explains to her.
"Well, I don't want that either, but I can't just let you buy me an apartment. And I just rented a place with a year's rent paid. what will happen to that!?"
Jimin knows her point isn't invalid, but still, her safety comes first, and they can ensure that if she stays near them.
"You want, you keep that place. But for your safety, you stay in this," Jin tells her, and surprisingly she nods, not arguing further. Shocked, both boys school their features.
"Good. I told Namjoon bring take-out." Jin informs them just as the bell rings.
Opening the door, Jimin is greeted with a fighting taehyung and jungkook. He sighs, taking away what he's sure is the root of the fight, and placing the take-out food on the counter.
He stalks into the living room to call Selene and Jin for dinner, stumbling into the side table on the way. Jungkook, who came just in time to witness another one of Jimin's clumsy moments laughs at him, earning a curse in return.
Getting up, he brushes off the incident as if nothing happened. Not bothering to acknowledge his fall, he moves ahead to call His Hyung-nim and Selene. Quickly telling them to get their asses to the kitchen table, he goes to taehyung, calling him from his room.
"It's alright Taehyung, You can send it to me. I'll have a listen." Jimin promises his friend, taking him out to the Kitchen for dinner.
His friend wanted to do some more work on his mixtape and skip dinner, but Jimin was having none of it. He didn't want his friend to get ill, So when Tae asked him to give some feedback on his song, he immediately agreed.
Skipping down the hall with his arm around Taehyung's neck, Jimin was humming the tune of scenery, when he heard her voice.
Bolting towards it, he found an astounded Selene, glaring at namjoon for some reason but as soon as she opens her mouth again, Jimin looks down at her hand, and the reason behind her expression becomes clear,
"What is this doing here?" She was holding her starry necklace.
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Buying me a new apartment is absurd! but their reasoning is... well, reasonable. Just as much as they don't want to be caught by the media with me, I don't either. They are globally recognized, high profile, musicians. Almost everybody knows them, and if I got caught with them, I'll have to plan a funeral for my private life. Getting associated with them will totally destroy my privacy and peace. I never wanted to be a public figure, and neither do I want to be able to be recognized by so many people.
Lost in the river of my thoughts, I stub my toe into the sofa. Cursing, I sit down, grabbing my toe. Jin is by my side, wanting to inspect the damage, but I don't let him. It's nothing big, I know, but fucking hell does it hurt like hell.
A minute later, as the pain subsides, I try to get up when something shiny catches my eyes. Taking the object out from under the side table, I hold it in front of my face. Several emotions pass through me, confusion, hurt, shock, happiness, and memories before finally settling on one, Anger.
"How did this come here?" I ask nobody in particular. Not having gotten a response, I look around the room, catching Namjoon's eyes as I ask again a little louder,
"What is this doing here!?"
"Uhm, I..." Namjoon starts before getting interrupted by a voice.
I turn towards Jimin, "It fall by me," he admits,
"What was it doing with you in the first place?" I ask, but it doesn't make sense.
"Busan, market. We hit when we connect. I find it there," He explains, trying to get my temper down. I know I should be happy right now that I finally found it back after all this time, but the point isn't that.
I had searched for this all night and morning before finally giving up on any hope of ever finding it again, but now it turns out, all this time I cried over losing the last memory of my first love, it was lying in the pockets of my 'soulmate'.
"And you didn't bother to at least once mention that fact to me or give it back in this past week?" I spat at him sharply. "Not even after our truce that day? Just how many mistakes can a person make in a mere week, really?" he flinches, opening his mouth to say something, but I don't give him a chance,
I turned to Jin, "Did you know about it?"
I get my answer when he hangs his head, looking back at me with a guilty expression.
I chuckle menacingly, turning back towards Jimin.
"Tell me, did you ever want to return it? or you just wanted to keep it as a souvenir of the big moment in your life, huh?" I laugh, "It would have been one hell of a souvenir, the gift from the lover of your soulmate."
First, shock then, hurt flashed across his face, but that's what I wanted. To hurt him, the way I've been hurting, hurting from the guilt of having lost the most precious possession of Eric, the person I claim to love more than the world. If he had just given it to me when I came here, we both could have avoided the hurt, but he brought it on himself.
"You wanted to know who Eric is, right?" I tilt my head to the side, "He's the person I love, the person I wished for to be my soulmate, my best friend, my boyfriend of the last six years but guess what? The day I got the mark tying me to you, he left me. He left me because of you. That's why I never wanted to meet you, that's why I didn't want you. You, both of you, are the reason for my misery. If I could-"
"Enough!" a voice hollers, interrupting my ranting.
I breathe heavily before facing the owner of the voice.
He stalks towards me, bending down to my eye level. Eyes steel hard burning me with their glare. I lean back a little when he comes too close to my comfort.
Although a little intimidated, I don't let it show. Still, meeting his glare with my own.
"You have spoken enough, now shut your mouth and listen. I know you can understand Korean, so I won't bother with English. We have been nothing but kind and considerate to you since the day you came here while all you've given in return is cold shoulder and attitude," he says before continuing, shutting my attempt to speak anything.
"Listen and understand well, Your lover leaving you was on you and your lover. It had nothing to do with Jimin or Jin-hyung. If he didn't want to be with you after finding out you weren't his soulmate, that was his decision. Do not put the blame on them. Even after all the silent treatments and shutting out, they cared for you and treated you kindly. Did you even pause to think that maybe Jimin was just waiting for the right time to give it back after all the alone time you've been demanding? no? guess, you're not just a bitch but also a dense one at that."
"Taehyung!" Jimin shouts, before coming and standing in front of me as if to protect me from his friend, "what the hell are you saying!!?"
"She's being delusional, I'm making her see straight." I scoff.
"You can't talk to my soulmate like that, It's a matter between us, that you have no right to say in between!" putting Taehyung in his place, Jimin moves to turn around to me when Taehyung chuckles,
"I think I do," he says, removing his ring, and showing his hand.
I gasp in shock at what I'm seeing right now, as I stumble back into a hard body, hands grabbing my arms, supporting my weight.
Not just me, every other person in the room which was the rest of the boys, gasps. Too shocked to say anything. On his ring finger can be seen the same soul mark that does on Jimin and Jin's.
"Wha- ho- when!?" the question comes from jimin.
"The next day, she came here," he reveals.
What the actual fuck!
"No! NO! This isn't real. He must have copied it!" I say, jolting towards him as I grab his hand, trying to rub off the tattoo but, instead it starts to glow. Jerking his hand away, I slide down, the fat pearl of tears sliding down my cheeks, a pair of hands coming around me to comfort me.
How could this be happening to me right now? How many more surprises are there for the universe to keep rubbing on my wounds? How am I going to handle three soulmates!? There are millions of people dying to be their soulmates then why did it have to be me?
"For six days! For six fucking days you kept it to yourself. why didn't you say anything." Jimin blows out at Taehyung.
I can't do this! not right now, No. I need to get out of here.
Not paying much mind to the boys, I get up, stepping out of Jin's grip, and leave the room. I step into my shoes and leave the dorm quietly.
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"For six days, you kept this to yourself. why?" Jimin questions.
In the heat of the moment, he revealed that Selene is his soulmate too, but how is he going to explain the reason for not telling it sooner?
The moment he felt the subtle electricity passing through his hands when he touched Selene, trying to keep her from falling, replayed in his mind non-stop for the past six days. He knew at that moment; what had happened and what that meant.
As much as he wanted a soulmate, he didn't know how to broach the subject. His hyung-nim and Jiminie were already struggling to establish a relationship with Selene. He had witnessed the days after Selene and Jimin's argument. He saw how much his friend was hurting inside. He had seen the looks of jealousy on both their faces, and he knew somewhere within he was feeling the same.
Though, However much he wanted to stay away from her. Resent her. He couldn't. Seeing her hurt his members, his eyes would glare at her but in his heart was longing. Longing for his soulmate.
But despite the pull and longing, he would not accept a soulmate that would hurt his members. And that's what Selene did just now. She didn't think the impact or consequence her words would bring to their heart. No. She was furious over her former lover leaving her, and she just went ahead and put the blame of it on her soulmates, instead of bearing it herself or putting it on their fragile relationship.
Don't get him wrong, he was glad her former lover left her; otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to find her, but that doesn't mean he'll wait in a corner listening to whatever bullshit she spits out of her mouth towards his brothers.
The fury he felt towards her when he saw Jimin's glossy eyes, hurt by the words directed towards him. He never wanted to see Jimin hurting, or crying. His friend was a true angel, he couldn't hurt even a bug, for his heart was so pure.
He knew he shouldn't have said those words to Selene, it hurt him too, of course, but someone had to set her straight. Make her see rationally. She was far gone into her own misery that she knew she was hurting them but still doing it, even aiming to do it.
"I... I didn't want to cause more problems. She was struggling to accept two soulmates, how could I have said that she needs to worry about three soulmates instead?" I decide to go with the truth.
"Also, I didn't like the way she was treating you guys, If I had revealed myself to be her soulmate, she might even have gotten colder towards us."
"This doesn't work like that, Taehyungie. Do you think telling us like that was better?"
"No, of course not. But what would I have done? watch from the sidelines as she accused you of absurd things? How can I let someone go without consequences; who hurt you both? even if it's our own soulmate."
"Even if she is your soulmate Taehyung, that doesn't give you the right to speak between us," Jimin states, relentlessly.
Taehyung knew Jimin was mad at him because he hurt Selene, he couldn't bear to see his soulmate hurt, and neither can Taehyung himself, but his brothers were far more important to him than the soulmate with the nasty attitude he met with a week ago.
"She wasn't just saying that for you, Jimin-ah. She was cursing out her soulmates, and since I am one, even though she didn't know, it hit me too. I had to make her see reason before she said anything she would regret in the future." listening to this Jimin's eyes soften. He understood now. It wasn't just about him, Taehyung was protecting himself as well as Selene.
As the tension died down, Jungkook questions, "How did you know she understands Korean?"
"I have seen her reacting whenever one of us would remark something in Korean, she thought no one was looking, that she was being discreet," he shares.
He wouldn't admit it to everyone, but whenever he was in the same room as Selene, his eyes would never leave her frame; Watching, Observing, Drinking her in. Every move she made, every step she took, every expression that graced her face, he was scrutinizing everything.
There were moments she thought she was fooling us successfully, schooling her expressions but the way her cheeks would turn scarlet when Jin would compliment her in Korean and Jimin would cheekily throw a flirty comment towards her, thinking she wouldn't understand. She obviously did a good job since none of the other members caught onto her act, but her ears and cheeks betrayed her, showing him, her actual reaction.
There were times that he selfishly wondered what it would have been like if she was only his soulmate. And he knew he wasn't the only one that must have had those thoughts.
Truthfully, he still didn't know how he felt towards her. On one hand, he didn't like her one bit simply because of her actions and attitude towards the members, but on the other, the pull he felt towards her was like gravity. The attraction he had to her was like iron to a magnet.
He knows Selene isn't ill to her heart, he understands that she is going through a tough patch, and he would help her heal from it, he knows they all would, but only if she lets them in, and for that to happen, it was necessary to peel the curtains off her eyes. She still had some hope of getting back together with her ex-lover, and she had to be willing to move on from him.
Just thinking about the guy makes Taehyung's eyes grow red. He wasn't there that day when Jimin and Selene had the argument over that guy, or he too, like Jimin wouldn't have been able to tame his jealousy, asking questions about him, revealing himself to be her soulmate right then.
It's been two hours, and Selene still hadn't come back. They thought she went out for a walk to clear her head. But It's almost ten, and she isn't anywhere to be found. Her phone is switched off, and there is no way for the boys to contact her.
Jimin, Jin, Jungkook, and RM decide to go out to look for her.
"The four of us can cover more ground and find her faster." Namjoon states.
"I am coming too," Taehyung announces, determined. He could not leave his soulmate out on the cold streets while being cooped up in the warmth of the apartment himself. She didn't even take her coat for God's sake.
"No." Namjoon retaliates. "You should be here for if she comes back."
"But-"
Whatever he was going to say died when Namjoon spoke, interrupting him.
"Do you think she would come back with you after what happened? It's best if you stay here, taehyung-ah."
His shoulders sag visibly. He was right. Even if he found her, she would not come back with him. He had said so many hurtful words to her today, even called her a bitch. How could he call her that? He got so carried away in his anger that he lost his mind about what he was saying.
Now, he just wonders if she will ever forgive him. If they will ever be able to build a relationship.
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I don't know where I am going. I just let my feet carry me out of that place. I could not for another second have been in there, listening to taehyung.
All I wanted at this moment was to run away. Run away from my problems, my feelings. The ache I feel in my heart; that has been there for the past months.
Even if I wanted to ignore his words, Taehyung was right. I was holding onto the hope of getting back with Eric. I thought if we could keep our soulmates around as friends, we could be together, and no one would be facing the consequences of rejecting a soulmate.
Through my teary gaze, I recognize the path I was walking on; I moved in the direction of the only place that could calm me down right now.
Ever since my and Eric's break up, everyone has told me to accept my fate and give my soulmate or, in this case, my soulmates a chance. But how could I when my heart was not ready to let go? It was still grasping onto the memories Eric and I made, Our moments of comfort, love, and fights. All this seemed too hard to disregard and move on in just a matter of a couple of months.
Maybe in a year or two, I would be able to move on, and make new memories but, right now is too early to do so; the wound is still fresh.
Reaching my destination, I take a seat on a bench nearby, looking up at the sky.
Taehyung thinks I will go back to Eric if he accepts me, but it's not true. Even if it's true that I still hoped to get back to him, I was hurt. Angry. Eric threw our relationship away in just a matter of seconds. I needed him when my world was lost from its axis, not as a boyfriend but as a friend. My best friend. We had been friends long before we turned into a couple. But he showed me his back that moment. He not only disrespected me and our relationship, but he disrespected our friendship.
I used to put him on such a high pedestal, but the way he cut all his connections to me that day broke me. It broke my trust. On love, on friendship.
So no, no matter how much I want him, I will not take him back just like that. He will have to face the consequences of his actions.
And the way Teahyung spoke to me, called me a dumb bitch. How dare he? He doesn't know a thing about me, and he dares to judge me.
How did UNIVERSE even deem him, to possibly be a match for me? All he's done, this past week was give me stink eyes and glares from across the room and then lectured me right before announcing that he's my soulmate.
Seriously, how many soulmates can a girl even have? Even if I accepted them wholeheartedly, how would I have juggled between them? Just thinking about it seems like a lot of work.
Too lost in my thought, I don't register the footsteps approaching me until I hear the voice,
"Finally! there you are." Namjoon comments as he comes to sit beside me.
"what are you doing here?"
"Looking for you, what do you think?" he sasses me.
"Why? I wanted to be alone, that's why I came out here,"
"It was getting late, everyone was worried for you. So we decided to go look," he informs me.
I turn towards him, "oh yeah? they were worried? It's barely past ten."
"It's going to be midnight soon, Selene. And yes, WE were all worried."
At his comment, I check my phone only to find it out of battery. Catching on my actions, Namjoon shows me his own, and sure enough, it was 11:42.
I sigh, mulling over my thoughts; I totally lost the track of time. Just then, the words he just spoke registered in my brain.
"We?" I ask him,
"yeah, we were all worried, Selene. you live with us that means you are under our care, and we can't let anything bad happen to you, also the members care for you."
"How did you find me here anyway? and where are the others?"
"We split. I thought you might be here. When I'm in need to calm myself or need comfort, this is the place I go to. And after seeing you here that day, I thought it might be the same for you too. I didn't tell the others because I thought you needed time before facing them, but I couldn't let you be by yourself as well."
"If you've come here to take me back, then I won't. I'm not going back there just yet. If this is too important, Jin and Jimin told me that the apartment next to yours will be ready in a couple of days, I'll move into that directly. I am not going to live under the same roof as them again," I tell him bluntly.
I know he's their friend, and he would want the best for his brothers, but I can't do this right now. I can't face Taehyung or the others. I didn't want so many soulmates in the first place, It's not on me.
"I didn't," Namjoon speaks.
"What?" I ask him, confused.
"I didn't come here to take you back Selene. I came here to see if you were alright. We can go back whenever you want." He clears.
"We?"
"Yes, we. I told you I can't let you be by yourself like this. And if you won't go back, where will you stay?"
"You know I have a place right? I rented an apartment not long ago,"
Namjoon nods, "So are we going to head there, or do you want to stay here a bit longer?"
"I will stay a little while longer. And Namjoon, I might be a foreigner, but I can take care of myself, you don't need to stay with me." I assure him.
While his offer was more than kind, and he's proving to be a friend to me right now, I need to be alone. Thankfully he understands as he gives me a nod, telling me it will be fine.
"But I'll need to know where you live. I swear I won't tell the boys, but I need to make sure you're okay." he counters, and I give in.
I appreciate his efforts and thoughts of course, but I need time to think. And the peace of these couple of days will be all I will have. After that, I will have to face them again; all three of my soulmates, with a decision. The decision of- if I can let them in my life or will I call it quits after sealing our bond.
Stars to my moon | chapter-7 |
Genre: Soulmateau! Idolau!Angst;fluff;drama;romance, polyamorousAu!
Pairing: ot7×f!OC
Summary: He took big strides, halting right in front of me as he bends to my eye level, causing me lean back a little. I could feel his breath fanning my face, looking into his eyes, I could see a storm of anger into them.
"We have been nothing but considerate of you and your feelings, while all you've given in return is rejection and cold shoulder since day one." He grits out.
when Selene's 22nd birthday doesn't go as she expected, her world turns upside down, making her resent her soulmates. Will she ever come to accept them in her life or will she continue to run away holding onto her past love?
Word count: 5.5k
Taglist: @effielumiere
Two days later, I find myself in front of their apartment again.
Not only because the distance from my soulmates was taking a toll on my body, but because I had reached a decision.
I ring the bell. Even after staying at this place for a week, I didn't know the passcode. But well, I didn't need to since I never went outside the dorm.
Brown eyes greet me as the door opens, but the usual steel-hard glare was missing. Instead, his eyes refused to let any emotion seep out as soon as he registered my face.
"Hi, I uh, can I come in?" I ask him, and he moves over in response.
As soon as I step into the apartment, I asked him, "Are Jin and Jimin here?"
"In their rooms," he replies shortly. I expected him to call them out, but he shifted to the kitchen, not sparing me another glance.
I scoff at his behavior, I still don't understand what his problem is. He is acting like I am the one who called him a bitch.
Rolling my eyes, I move to their bedrooms.
Even if I still don't like Taehyung, he did make me ponder on the words I said that night and the words he said to me. As much as I don't like that he called me a bitch, I think he was right about the other stuff.
I was not treating Jimin and Jin right. Not the way they deserved to be treated. Even after all of my cold attitude and snappy behavior, they cared for me, stood by me, and when Taehyung was insulting me, Jimin stuck up for me, even after I had just embarrassed him in front of his members. They didn't care about anything but my well-being.
Both the guys had been calling me several times these past two days, texting me- asking if I was alright and that they're sorry. When I had read that text, I laughed like a madwoman. What were they apologizing for? I was the one that did them wrong. I was the one who didn't give Jimin time to explain about the necklace. I was the one at fault for everything that had been going on in our friendship.
I knock at Jimin's door first. I owe him an apology the most.
"Come in!" he calls over from the other side.
I open the door, finding him- laying on the bed on his stomach, his face hidden in the pillow.
I move to sit on the bed beside him, his back facing me.
When I don't say something, he turns around, and as soon as his eyes see that it's me and not one of his members, he sits up straight.
"Selene!? What-"
"I came to apologize." I interrupt him.
"You don't need to." he comes closer to me.
"Yes, I do. I was blinded by my anger and guilt that day that I neglected your feelings. You were in no way wrong, and I couldn't see it, and I'm sorry for that. I'm sorry for the way I reacted not only that day but also for the whole week. I'm sorry for blaming you for my breakup, and I'm thankful. I'm thankful that you kept my necklace safe, you could have thrown it away, you were in no way obligated to keep it, especially when you weren't sure that it was mine. Thank you Park Jimin, for everything." I reach out and cover his hand with mine, not once meeting his eyes.
He slides his hand from mine, and for a second, I think he won't forgive me, he'll throw me out of his room but instead, he wraps his arms around me, making me freeze.
Alright, I was not expecting that.
"You don't need to thank me, Selene, we're connected on a much deeper level. We're connected by our souls, I will always take care of you." He murmurs in Korean, now that they know that I can understand their language, I'm sure, it's going to be a common occurrence.
When I don't hug him back he backs off, "I understand if you still don't accept us, I am fine with staying friends."
I shake my head, "No, I may not fully accept you just yet, but I'm willing to try. I'm ready to give this a chance." I promise him, and his face breaks into the brightest smile, eyes turning into crescent moons. I swear that was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen.
"I don't need anything else," He says, and I give his hand a squeeze.
"Well, I need to make another apology stop, but I should tell you since I accepted your offer of the apartment next door, I'll move into it tomorrow." saying this, I turn around- moving out of his room and towards Jin's.
I knock on the door, and not a second later, the door opens. An expression of surprise crosses the handsome face of my soulmate before he schools his features and his eyes start to assess me worryingly, "Are you ok?"
"I am okay, Jin." I smile, even after all I said to him that day, the first question he asks me is if I'm okay.
"Can I come in?" With my question as if he came back down to earth, he moves aside.
Stepping into his room, I turn back around to him as he closes the door.
"I called you," he comments. I know what he wants to know, what am I doing here if I didn't answer his calls or texts? And I wanted to, God help me, I wanted to, but I didn't know what to say to them. I didn't want to apologize on the phone, and I did not have the courage to come back here until now.
"I know," I reply softly, deciding to tell him the truth I begin, "After all I did, I didn't have the courage to face you again."
"Then why are you here again?"
"I- I wanted to apologize."
"I worried. What if something happen-" he stops mid-sentence, shaking his head. "I just got you, I can't lose you." he looks at me with so much intensity I could break right there.
"I'm sorry-"
"I don't want your sorry, Selene. I want you to not be reckless. I want you to stay. To take responsibility." he interrupts me.
"And I will. I am here to tell you that I will try to accept our fate. To accept you," Hearing my words, he freezes.
"Chin-ja?" he asks, and I nod.
"Thank you," he says. I shake my head.
"You don't need to thank me Jin, I need to thank you for taking care of me. And I apologize. For blaming you that day. For saying those words to you. You did not deserve them, and I'm sorry for that."
"It's okay. You were mad. Hurting. I'll gladly take any of your blows if it means sparing you of that hurt." Tears stung in the back of my eyes, hearing his words.
I lower my head, not wanting him to see me like that. But it's too late as I feel arms wound around my body. And with that hug, I let all of the past frustration, anger, and hurt go. I didn't want my past shadowing my future now. Now that I have finally decided to give them a chance, I didn't want anything to get in between it.
But as I said before, declining my prayers and requests must be the favorite pastime of the Universe.
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I don't move from my spot even as my tears dry. The solace of his arms was like when the warm sunlight embraces you after a cold night. Jin doesn't move back as well, knowing I needed the comfort.
Tipping my head back to look into his eyes, wanting to thank him for his kindness, but as he matched my gaze, my mind goes blank. Just as several times before, I get lost in the ocean of his eyes. They always had this little thing about them, like as they meet my eyes; they shine a little brighter as if the whole universe can be seen in them.
I didn't know if it was the heat of the moment or the pull of our souls, but we slowly started to lean in, my gaze now on his lips. I could feel my heartbeat rising by the second, yet I could do nothing to slow it. My mind only had one thing playing, and that was Jin. His sweet vanilla scent. The warmth of his touch.
I look back into his eyes which were still fixed on my lips, but as if he could sense my calling, he looks up into mine. Asking the question, I, myself didn't have an answer to.
The knocking on the door interrupts us before I could grant him the permission.
Although Jin doesn't move back, still holding me in place, he asks, "Who is it?"
"Hyung, I'm sorry to interrupt but is Selene in there?" Namjoon calls over from the other side of the door.
"Yes, You need something?" He asks back.
"Uh, I needed to talk to her. Do you think I can borrow her for a second?"
"Wait," Jin tells him before looking at me, "You want to talk?"
"Sure, I'll see what he needs," I say, stepping back from his embrace.
He nods, as he moves to open the door. "Are you hungry? Did you eat anything?"
"Uh, A little? I didn't have breakfast,"
"Why? you should not skip breakfast, it's the most important meal of the day!" He scolds me.
"I just wasn't feeling very well," I shrug. It was just a little soul-sickness since I went without any contact with my soulmates for two days straight. I consulted the doctor, Mr. Choi because I was sure it wasn't supposed to take effect that quickly, he told me since I had more than one soulmate, being distant from all of them at the same time caused the soul-sickness so quickly.
But guess telling him about me being unwell was a big mistake because faster than light, he was by my side after opening the door; startling Namjoon with his worry, checking me for any signs of sickness.
"Why? what happened?"
"Nothing, it was just because of the distance, now I'm good. Thanks to you," his ears turn red at the mention of our almost kiss.
"What? what?" Namjoon asks from the door.
"Nothing. You wanted to talk?" I change the topic.
"Oh, um, yeah. Can you come with me?"
"Sure." I turned to Jin, "I'll catch you later."
"I'll make you something," he says, and I nod.
Turning to Namjoon, he leads me out the door. But my mind is still in the room, with Jin. I'm not sure if I wanted that kiss to happen just yet, but I couldn't fight against the pull as well, which was only heightened by our touch. Had Namjoon not interrupted us, I'm sure we would have sealed our bond, and completed it.
I just decided to give them a chance, give us a chance. I didn't want to go so fast. I want things to happen at their time not rush them. And I'm sure Jin would agree.
Lost in my thought, I didn't register when we're out on the balcony. I look over at Namjoon, only to find him already looking at me expectantly.
"I'm sorry, what were you saying?" I sheepishly ask.
"Please don't take me otherwise, but I have a theory, or maybe would be a better word,"
"Okay... What is it?"
"I think you're my soulmate." He says, and my breath gets caught in my throat. What!!?
When I don't say anything, he holds his hand out, asking for my hand. But how, I already have three soulmates, and that is as far as the soulmate groups have gone. There had not been a case of the same person having more than three soulmates. So how can he be mine, right? And even if for a second I pretend that he is one of my soulmates, how will I juggle between four soulmates? Three was already too much.
And Namjoon, he has kinda taken the role of my friend ever since I got here. Knowing my past and even going as far as to hide it from his brothers, endangering his own friendship with them. If he is willing to accept me still, maybe I should too.
"Are you sure?" I ask him hesitantly.
He starts to lower his hand, a dejected look settling over his eyes.
Fuck it!
Maybe him being my soulmate wouldn't be the worst thing in the world. I only have to gain. I reach out and hold his hand, which was a lot bigger than mine but, somehow it molded into his perfectly. And then I feel it, my first ever link of souls where I'm aware of it actually happening. I don't need to look at his finger to see the star sitting on it, I don't need him to tell me that he's my soulmate. I can feel it, and looking into his eyes, I know he can too.
A dimpled smile takes over his features as he looks at our joined hands. I look over at them too. And with the slowest of movements, he moves his hand and intertwines our fingers. The touch was torturously intense that I could feel my heart fighting to stay inside my rib cage, butterflies dancing inside my stomach.
The heat of his eyes was too much for me to handle but at the same time, all strength to move them had left my body. I didn't know what was happening. At this moment, only we mattered. Together. As I said before, gaining him as a soulmate wouldn't be so bad. Not bad at all.
The pull between our souls, working harder than ever. Lost in our own little world, we didn't know which one of us crossed the distance between our bodies, but right now, there wasn't much of it left. One more step and I would be flush against him. I had to crane my neck to look up at him, his eyes shining so brightly as if stars in a night sky.
"Selene, food is ready!" Jin's voice booms over. Startling us, causing us to fling away from each other. I pat down my hair consciously. I know there was nothing wrong with them; I just needed something to do with my hands.
As Jin comes into view, he sends us a questioning gaze, "Why are you smiling?"
Hearing him, my hands automatically reach up to touch my face, and sure enough, I was smiling. I didn't even realize!
He looks over at Namjoon, who all but shows him his ring finger in response, causing the elder to freeze in his spot.
"What the-!??"
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"Mmm...uau! I don't think I'll ever be tired of your cooking. It is soo good!" I comment. Mouth full of the delicious stew he cooked. Honestly, if he wasn't a singer, he could have been a chef.
"Gomawo. I can cook you whatever you want." Jin offers with a smile.
"Careful, I might take you up on that offer." I tease with a pointing look.
"You are welcome to." He replies from across me with Jungkook and Hoseok sitting on both sides while Jimin and Namjoon take up the space on my sides and Taehyung sits beside Namjoon. Yoongi isn't home; he really is missing out on some good food.
When Jin saw the mark on Namjoon's finger, he was surprisingly cool with it, even happy: dare I say. Jimin and Taehyung don't know about it yet, but something tells me Jimin might have a similar reaction to Jin, and well, I don't know Taehyung enough to be predicting his reaction.
"Yah! Namjoon-ah, don't you have something to tell?" Jin says suddenly, catching me off guard. Is telling them while eating a good idea? I don't want to be presumptuous, but I mean, what if they don't like it? I hope they don't leave the table.
"Hmm..." Namjoon voices out, trying to chew faster so he could tell. "Guess I wasn't wrong." he displays his finger again with a shit-eating grin on his face. Wait, wasn't wrong? Did he tell them already?
"What do you mean?" I ask, my eyebrows shifting into a frown as I turn to him. But he isn't the one answering my question.
"Namjoon hyung told us yesterday that he had a hunch you might be his soulmate too. He was telling us before to see if we had a problem if you were," Jimin reveals.
"And what did you say?" my eyebrow raised.
He leans in closer to me as if sharing a secret that is meant to stay between us only, and whispers, "I'll tell later," and he winks.
Uhh... alright...? I look away from him trying not to blush.
I turn back to Namjoon, "How did you even know, though?"
His eyes glaze over to me, "Are you telling me that you didn't feel it? You didn't feel the pull whenever you were near me? Because I did, and at first, I was so confused because I thought it was attraction. But how could I be attracted to my brother's soulmate? However, later after some research, I got to know that it might be a sign of soulmates." he shrugs.
He is asking me if I felt the pull, and to be honest, I did. But I didn't dwell on it as he did. I just shrugged it off since it wasn't something I felt with him only. I felt that way when I was with any of the seven.
Wait. a. damn. fucking. Second.
Does that mean what I think it does? Are all of them my soulmate? Do they know that I am their soulmate? Should I ask? No. that would be too weird, and I'm not ready to make any more connections. The doctor said my three connections were the reason for the early sickness, and I just connected with Namjoon. But they have been waiting too long for their soulmate. Is it fair to keep it from them when I know? How should I approach the subject? Or do I just go all in and rip the band-aid off?
We quietly finish our dinner, the boys wanted me to stay the night since I just connected with Namjoon, and we need proximity and body contact.
"Guys, If I am going to move to the next apartment tomorrow, I need to go back and get everything ready." I counter their requests.
"you don't have to do that. We can take care of your moving." Namjoon states.
"And you fell ill yesterday. I don't want that again. You are going to stay here, and that's final." Jin speaks in a final tone, leaving no room for argument. Still, I try.
"But there's no room; where would I sleep even if I stay." I shrug.
"One of us can bunk with another. You can have that room." Namjoon offers.
"I can't let you guys do that. You should sleep in your own bed." I begin.
"It's alright, Selene. Really. Some of us sneak into each other's room all the time anyway." He assures me, and I sigh. Guess there's no out now.
"A La Mierda, Alright," I reconcile, and they break into cheers as if they won a lottery and not got me to stay the night.
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I toss and turn, but it's as if my mind doesn't know the concept of sleep. The realization of today has my mind running at full speed. How could I have missed it? I had felt the pull towards all of them, yet even while it was so obvious, I had failed to understand it.
I have seven soulmates, and I can't digest that fact. I was worried about juggling three soulmates. It turns out that would have been much easier than juggling seven. Or maybe, I’m wrong, maybe I’m thinking too much about this.
Sighing, I get up and move out of the room.
As the boys promised, I was staying in Jin's room while he was bunking with Jungkook. The latter obviously had no problem with it.
I go to the kitchen to fetch a bottle of water and make my way towards the balcony. If I can't sleep, at least I'll gaze at the stars. But as I slide the balcony door, I see that I am not the only one awake at this hour of the night.
"Hey, trouble sleeping?"
He looks up from the book in his hand and looks up at me, "Hi, kinda." he shrugs. "What are you doing up?"
"Can't sleep." I take a seat beside him, offering him the bottle of water. He shakes his head in refusal.
"What are you reading?" I ask, wanting to get my mind off things.
"Almond by Won-Pyung Sohn. Do you read?"
"No. Never tried." I answer, and he nods as silence follows.
I gaze up at the night sky, trying to find comfort in the constellations.
"You have completed your bachelor's, right?"
"Mm-hmm."
"Any future plans?" he asks and I tell him all about how I decided to do my masters here at Seoul university.
"Oh? what will you be mastering in?" His eyes meet mine.
"Astronomy. I love the space and secrets in its vastness." I shrug.
"Wow, You always had an interest in it, or is it newfound?"
"I've always found it interesting. My mom used to look up at the stars whenever she remembered her soulmate. So I started finding comfort in it too."
He nods, "You know, You don't look Spanish."
"Because I'm not," I tell him deadpan.
"Huh?" he tilts his head in confusion.
"Yeah, I'm adopted. I am originally from India. My mother adopted me when I was just a baby."
"Oh."
"Hmm."
We both get back to our respective hobbies. My mind, once again racing with hypothetical questions.
How will they react when they find out?
What if they don't want to share me with others?
What if I become the reason for them drifting apart?
"You good, Selene? What are you thinking?" the question pulls me out of my thoughts.
"Huh?"
"You're gripping the chair a little too hard, and your leg is bouncing. You're anxious. Why?" I stop bouncing my leg and look down at my hand, which had turned white from the hard grip. I lose my grip.
Should I tell him? He has proven himself, and he might give me an insight into how the boys might react.
I take a deep breath, ready to bear my mind to him and open my mouth but close it again.
I don't know how to word what's going on inside my head.
"What is it, Selene? Tell me. Maybe I might help?" He looks at me with concern.
"Okay," I nod. "You asked me at the dinner table if I felt the pull towards you, and the answer is yes."
"Okay...why does it trouble you?"
"That is the thing. I felt that way with all of you. The pull, I felt it whenever I was near any of you." I say, and his face gets morphed into one of confusion.
"Wha- What do you mean?" he asks.
"I think all of you are my soulmates." There. I said it.
I try to interpret his expressions. My connected soulmate goes into the mode of realization as if he had missed something obvious.
"Oh shit!" He says as he looks over at the horizon, thinking.
I fidget with my fingers, waiting for him to step out of his mind.
"How do you think they'll react to this if they find out?"
Namjoon clears his throat, "I think Jungkookie will be happy, though I cannot say about the other two. Yoongi-hyung was waiting for his soulmate as well, but I don't how he will react when he finds out he'll have to share them with all his members."
I nod, mulling over his words. I was the most afraid of his reaction. I have had the least interaction with him. What if he would want nothing to do with me?
"Well, I do have one question I had been pondering over the whole day." he voices out, catching my attention.
"What is it?" I match his gaze.
"Just a couple of days ago, you were cursing out your soulmates for getting between you and your ex-boyfriend. What happened that you are so willing to accept them now?" I smile.
"My mother. That's what happened."
"She convinced you to give us a chance?" he asks.
I chuckle, "No, nothing is that simple with her."
I was scrolling through my Instagram when my mother's name pops up on the screen. I accept the call.
"Hi, mama. How are you?" I say into the receiver.
"I should be asking you that. How's my baby?"
"I'm good, mama. All better."
"And how are your soulmates?"
"I don't know. I came back."
"Why? Do you want to get sick again? Do you not care about me at all? let alone yourself?"
"They lied to me, mama. They had my necklace all this while, and not once they thought to give it back. And then one of their members steps up, curses me out, and announces that I am his soulmate."
"What? Another one?"
"Yeah, I can't deal with them anymore. I tried because you said so. I will go there tomorrow to seal my bond and then move on with my life."
I hear her take a deep breath on the other end before she speaks,
"Mi Hija, these are your soulmates we are talking about, not a crush."
"I know, Ma-"
"No, listen here, young lady, and do not interrupt. I had been where you are, I never wished for a soulmate. I didn't believe in love. But he wore me down, and when I finally did allow him in my life, made a place for him in it, did I know what it was to really live. I thought I was happy alone, but he was the one who showed me what true happiness was. He brought colors into my life and took them back when he left. For two years, Selene. It took him two years to get my yes, but when I look back at that time, I see nothing but the two more years I could have been happy with him. I wish I could go back and change the past. I would never show him any attitude or reject him to his face. That was the time I regret the most and, you will too because you guys are destined to be together, maybe you can push it but, you can't erase what is written. Whether now, or later it will inevitably happen. So, do not waste the time you have with them, Sel. You don't know what might happen tomorrow. I know it's cringe but Seize the day, my baby. Do not give yourself a chance to regret the decisions you make now, in the future."
By the time my mother finished her speech, tears were running down my face. I never knew their story went like this. I only knew from when they actually started dating.
"Give them a chance, Sel. You will know why they are your other halves. Open your heart for them, and you will feel that's where they belonged."
Maybe she is right; the boys have been nothing but good to me since the start, always taking care of my needs. Even when Taehyung snapped at me, Jimin stood up for me. Giving them a chance might not be the end of the world.
With the smallest voice, I choke out an Okay.
"Take care, baby." She cuts the call.
"With the whole day of pondering over her words, I came to the decision of giving us a chance. But how will things go when there are seven of you and only one me?"
"Firstly, I would like to thank you for giving us this chance. I promise you none of us will let you down. And I don't know, if the universe has arranged this cluster, it will show us the path too. We just need to let things happen. We are destined for one another, but that doesn't mean it won't take effort. I am willing to give this relationship my hundred percent." He finishes with a promise.
I smile, "Me too. As my mother said, I don't want any regrets."
He laughs as he covers my hand with his. Intertwining our fingers, he says, "No regrets."
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"Can you pass me the ladle?" Jin asks, adding the spices to his fried rice.
"A second," I reply. Washing my hands, I pass the ladle to him.
"So, is this your specialty dish?" I ask him.
Jin and I are making breakfast, while the other members are still sleeping. After my talk with Namjoon last night, I had finally gotten some sleep. But not for long. I was awake before the sun came up, and when I heard the sound of footsteps passing my room, I went out to see Jin was getting ready to make breakfast, and since I didn't have much to do and wanted to get my mind off things, I decided to help him.
"Yeah, kinda."
I hum as I watch him working in the kitchen, sauntering around to get the things he needs. Granted, I said I'll help him but watching him cook is much more fun and captivating.
"We should wake the others; it'll be ready soon," he says as he smells the dish. I move forward to do the same, and heaven's angels; the rice smells so good, and water starts pooling in my mouth.
I turn to him, praises on my tongue, but as I open my mouth to spew them out, he sticks a spoon in my mouth, letting me taste the magic of his cooking.
I moan at the rich taste of the dish.
"Mmm... How are you not a chef? So good."
"Because I'm a better singer than a Chef." He says, winking, and I laugh.
"No doubt there, sir."
We're both laughing when suddenly a soft voice startles us, "Hyung!" making us spring apart from each other. I'm not sure either of us realized closing our distance. The pull of souls is stronger than ever. Perhaps because I'm not trying to fight against it.
I turn around to see Taehyung with his usually impassive face as he shifts into the kitchen to wish his hyung good morning and goes back out to the living room; without even sparing me a glance.
When I look back at Jin, he gives me a look but doesn't say anything.
Soon enough, all the boys start to come in, piling into their seats. Jin and I take our seats as well.
As soon as I sit, Jimin's head is on my shoulder from my other side.
"Uh, what are you doing?" I ask him with a little smile on my face.
"I'm sleepy." He mumbles and continues to sleep on my shoulder.
I shake my head, "You need to eat."
"Two minutes." He says, getting comfy.
"Alright." I look around the table, not seeing yoongi.
"Where's Yoongi?" I question.
"He came back late, Still sleeping," Namjoon replies.
"He should eat but." I counter.
"He will after he wakes up. He doesn't like anyone disturbing his sleep." He says, and I sigh. He's right. I shouldn't disturb his sleep; I don't have any right. Not one they are aware of anyway.
The breakfast goes smooth after that. Three of my connected soulmates shower me with attention while the fourth maintains his impassive face while looking at our exchange.
"Here" I extend my hand to him.
"What!?" he looks at my hand and then my face with big eyes and cheeks full of rice.
I try not to smile and with a straight face mumble, "I don't want us to fall sick. So, please hold my hand"
after taking his hand in mine, I turn back my attention to my other soulmates.
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"Hey, don't touch it!" I slap Jimin's hand away, taking the notebook myself and packing it in the box labeled important.
As the boys promised, they asked their manager to help me get my stuff moved, and Jimin being Jimin, decided to come with me.
We pack my stuff as the movers their manager hired; take the packed boxes to the vehicle. I didn't know we could hire people to move our stuff. It's great. In fact, I didn't need to come here at all. They could have packed my stuff as well while I chilled in the dorm, but I insisted on coming and doing it myself. I am not fond of it when other people touch my stuff.
"Why didn't you tell us you can understand Korean?" Jimin asks, taping the boxes that have already been stuffed. He wanted a job, and since I didn't want him touching my stuff, I got him to pack the boxes.
"I think it's pretty obvious why I didn't tell you," I put the last of my stuff away. Since I didn't come here with much of it, packing didn't take much time either. It was the furniture and the other things I bought here that needed a hand.
"I don't know. You tell me." Jimin contradicts.
Sighing, I look at him, "I didn't want you to know because I didn't trust you. I wanted you to talk freely in front of me to your friends and see what you thought. I wanted to see behind the mask you guys would put on for me. Now you know. Happy?"
"Aani. No. I can understand it, but it still hurts, so no, I'm not happy. But I'm glad that I know it." He says with a pout. The urge to kiss that pout is too strong, but we're not there yet, and I know it's the pull more than my own inner affection. That's how it works. The pull between the bonds works hard to turn the connected bonds into sealed bonds, but I won't let it get in between our paces. If we do take a step forward, that would be because we wanted to, not because of the pull.
I step back into the living room after checking if there is anything left to pack, as Jimin finishes taping the last box. He looks up, spotting me, "You know, Rapmon-Hyung has the same plant. His is bigger than yours, though."
I look down at the Bonsai plant in my arms. "Huh? Guess we do have something in common."
We leave the place to step into my new life, literally and figuratively. I don't give back the key, though. I had paid a year's rent, and I will keep it till then. If I needed an escape from my seven soulmates, I think I should have a place for it.
Jimin and I talk the rest of the way. He thanks me again for giving them a chance and shares some stories of their debut days.
Stars to my moon |chapter-8|
Genre: Soulmateau! Idolau!Angst;fluff;drama;romance, polyamorousAu!
Pairing:ot7×f!OC
Summary: He took big strides, halting right in front of me as he bends to my eye level, causing me lean back a little. I could feel his breath fanning my face, looking into his eyes, I could see a storm of anger into them.
"We have been nothing but considerate of you and your feelings, while all you've given in return is rejection and cold shoulder since day one." He grits out.
when Selene's 22nd birthday doesn't go as she expected, her world turns upside down, making her resent her soulmates. Will she ever come to accept them in her life or will she continue to run away holding onto her past love?
Bouncing his leg up and down, chewing on the pen, he couldn't help but wonder what was happening across the hall.
With a sigh, he slams his pen down on the table, getting up to pace around the room.
Taehyung was trying to concentrate on his music, wanting to take his mind off the fact that the other members were in Selene's new apartment, trying to help her settle in, but the thought of everyone with her: enjoying, and making new memories was unsettling to him.
Not because he didn't want to share her or was possessive over her, but because he wasn't there with them, he won't be included in those memories.
Setting his ego aside, he finally gives in to the urge to stalk across the hall. However, voices could be heard even outside her apartment since the door wasn't locked. And Taehyung could perfectly recognize those voices and what they were saying as he approached the place.
"Hey, is this you?" Jimin asks, most probably to Selene.
"What? Heyy! Give that back! You're not supposed to see that just yet!"
"Oh no, No. Others need to see this." Jimin says, just in time for Taehyung to watch the further occurrence from the doorway. The scene had his steps halted and jaw clenching.
Jimin was running around the messy sitting room while Selene chased him, swearing at him while they both laughed. They looked like a normal, happy couple there, and Taehyung was happy for his friend but what had him step back and turn around to go back to his own place was not the thought of giving them privacy but the fact that, he too, wanted to be included in her life but was afraid of the rejection.
This wasn't the first time he had caught Selene with his members and one of her other soulmates. Just this morning, Selene was happily cooking together with Jin; the way her aura glowed with serenity and happiness was a rare sight to see. One he had never had the luck to see before then. Not just that, but he had also seen her talking with Namjoon at the ungodly hour of the night. Both, getting to know each other and sharing their troubles. He hadn't meant to eavesdrop but overheard that her mother was the one who convinced her to give them a chance. He was so thankful for her mother but couldn't help being jealous of their relationship. Out of all of them, Namjoon would be the one who knows Selene even just a little.
Since tomorrow she had not but glanced at him one time when they held hands to not get sick. And now seeing her like this with Jimin- he understands that the problem is not about them being her soulmates anymore. It was HIM being her soulmate. Lord knows what he has done besides giving her the piece of mind that she desperately needed.
With an anxious mind and furious steps, he gets back to his room and falls into his twirling chair. Mind going over the possibilities of confronting her for the not-so-subtle ignorance of his existence. Because he had to, or he would lose his mind pondering over the why.
The only question remaining was HOW? He breathes out a sigh of annoyance. He didn't want to do anything that he would regret later. Something that would cause an even bigger rift between the two.
Taehyung gets up from the chair, running his hand through his hair. The sound of footsteps coming towards his room with a huff interrupts his brainstorming. He peeks out of his room to find out who the sound belonged to, finding his hyung searching for something in a hurry.
"Hyung! What are you doing?" He asks, fully stepping out of his room.
"The company called; they need me in. And I just can't find my fucking will to go. All I wanted to do was sleep for a while." Yoongi says with a huff making Taehyung crack up.
Yoongi; after having woken up late in the morning, got the news of getting the day off to help Selene settle in from Jin, and needless to say, he was ecstatic. And no, not to help her. But for the bliss that he will get sleeping after having done so.
"Forget that. What are you doing here when everyone is there having fun, huh?" His Hyung asks with a pointed look.
He looks down and shakes his head. "What does it matter, hyung? If I am there or not?"
"You know it does. Everyone wants you there."
"Not her. She doesn't want me there."
"And why do you say that? Has she said something to you?" Yoongi raises an eyebrow.
He laughs, "She'll say something to me when she acknowledges my existence. That's the point, Hyung. She is acting like I don't exist. She has gone and made amends with every one of her soulmates except me. She doesn't want anything to do with me. She's got everything she would want in them anyways, the brain, the beauty, and the heart. Where would I even fit in? There is no place left."
"Don't say that. You need to give her some time. She might still be a little upset at you, or maybe she is afraid just like you. Don't go jumping to conclusions." Yoongi consoles him, putting a hand on his shoulder. Taehyung nods, not believing him fully but letting the hope creep in.
"Now, let's go. Everyone is waiting." Yoongi takes his hand and leads him to her apartment.
Stopping at the door, "You go in. I'll join you guys for dinner after." Saying this, Yoongi disappears down the hall.
With a sigh, he musters up the courage to bear getting ignored by his soulmate again. Gulping down the hurt and anger, he tries to stay calm and impassive as he steps into the apartment, not letting his steps falter.
But, as he steps into the apartment a second time that day the picture playing in front of him is much worse than before. And he broke.
Selene tastes the food from the spoon and then forwards the spoon to Jungkook, who starts jumping with mad brows after tasting it. Making Selene nervous,
"What is it? You don't like it? is it too spicy?"
"Aani aani." He retaliates.
Namjoon laughs as he shakes his head. "He always does this when he likes the food. It's his way of expressing that the food is good."
She laughs, and others don't miss this opportunity to tease the maknae.
"AArghhhh... Jkayyy..."
Jungkook hides behind Jin, hands touching his ears softly; something he does when he's shy, with his bunny smile. They all have this belief that Jin's broad shoulders can save them from anything in the world. I know, Funny. But cute.
Back to the topic at hand, The reason Taehyung broke was not their smiles nor the family-like atmosphere but the fact that Selene is even friendly and smiley towards someone who is not her soulmate. That means the problem is him only. Maybe he went too far when he called her a bitch, but well, she was acting like it. And he won't let regret fill his heart. He did what he did for his best friend, and they are happy now. Trying. Because of that. He just needs to find a way to mend his relationship with her.
Taking a deep breath in, he approaches them. His heart, beating fast. The hope that maybe she will acknowledge him or just pass him a small smile was there. But well, what is the point of false hope, right? Because she didn't. As he approached, Jimin comes by his side, talking about what just took place, oblivious that he had already seen it and let it scratch at his heart.
Everyone takes a seat, curiously watching Selene cook with Jin and Jungkook helping her.
"She is making something from her culture. Gazpacho?" Jimin looks at Selene, confirming if he said it right.
"Gazpacho and Paella (Pa-yay-ah)" she teaches him and he repeats it back to Taehyung.
He nods. One thing he notices is not once during this exchange did Selene look at him directly. She corrected Jimin with a small polite smile and went back to doing her thing. He closes his fist, trying to drink down the hurt.
The cooking goes on, Selene doing most of the work, with Jin and Jungkook teasing and fighting each other in the back. These guys really do start anywhere, but what can one say? That's what makes their relationship exceptional.
Hoseok and Namjoon talk as the latter say something that makes Hobi laugh so hard; he starts clapping his hand.
"Care to share?" Selene raises an eyebrow at them. A small smile played on her lips.
Hoseok shakes his head, making the motion of sealing his lips. All the while trying to contain his laughter. Namjoon hangs his head, also trying to hide his dimpled smile.
Meanwhile, Taehyung had to chew on the hurt and anger he was feeling. He is going to ask her tonight why she is behaving like this to him. He can not be in the dark anymore. His patience has run out. He now just needs to find an appropriate time for it.
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Trying to ignore Taehyung has turned out to be a much harder task than I thought it would. His presence is big. Even when he quietly sits on the side, he attracts attention. But that is something I can't give in to.
The way I have seen it, Taehyung has had some problems with me since the start. why wouldn't he? the way I treated them, ignored our connections, no one deserves that kind of behavior. And I am not ready to broach that subject with him yet because I fear he might reject me. I suspect nothing major will happen to me if one or two of my soulmates out of seven refuses to be with me, but still, he holds a piece of my soul. The puzzle of my heart will not be completed if even one of them refuses to be with me.
The quiet, frowny look he wears whenever he is near me is painful to watch. How bad would you feel if your presence became the reason for the frown on your soulmate's face? I don't ever want to experience this again. But the connection between our souls has been pulling my gaze towards him and even with my resistance I had sneaked a handful of looks at him whenever he wasn't looking at me. Better yet, glaring at me.
That's what it has been like with him. He gives me glares, and I try my best to ignore them in order to avoid the hurt.
I sigh softly, making up an excuse to leave the kitchen while the dish simmers. Asking Jungkook and Jin to see it doesn't get burnt.
With their nod, I make my way toward my new bedroom. The decor is all beige and white. On the shelves above my bed sits my plants, giving the room a home-y calm vibe. I take a seat on the side of my bed, smoothening out its wrinkles. I wish someone could smooth out the wrinkles in my and Taehyung's relationship just like that.
I get up, looking for my phone. Maybe my mother could help me and give me some advice on how to approach him.
I look on and inside my bedside table but have no luck; I move onto the shelves, my closet, and under the pillow, but I don't find it anywhere. Where the fuck did I put my fucking phone!
A sigh of frustration leaves my mouth. I should ask one of the guys to call on it. I never put my mobile on silent, so it should be easy to find.
I look down at my feet, carrying me out of my bedroom. God, I need to go to the salon. My toenails are in very poor shape. I huff out at my own ignorance. I never let my salon date pass.
Just as I look back up again, a hand clasps around my own, and I am suddenly being pulled into the dark hallway, opposite of where I intended of going, might I add.
The person slams me against the wall, one hand still holds my own, pressing it against the wall beside my head, and the other rests above my head.
"Wha-" my curse dies out on my tongue when I see who the culprit is.
Collecting myself, I ask, "What are you doing!?" trying to break my hand free from his grip.
"No." He interrupts me, refusing to let go of his hold on me. "What are YOU doing, huh?"
"What!?" I ask at his accusing tone, oblivious of what the fuck he is on about,
Gritting his teeth, he answers, "Why are you ignoring me?"
Hearing his question, I scoff, going into defensive mode. "Excuse me! I am ignoring YOU?"
"Yes."
Alright! If he wants to pretend that he wasn't the one acting all prideful and ignorant before, I'll play along. He's going to be the one regretting either way.
"Well, don't you think that might be because you deserve it? You don't think you did something that would lead to me ignoring you, Taehyung?" I ask him absurdly, still trying to get my hand out of his grip, which he still refuses to let go
"No. I don't think so. All I did was put some sense into you and pushed you in the right direction." He gets closer to me. So close, I can feel his breath on my face.
"Reallyyy!? Excuse me if my memory doesn't serve me right, but weren't you the one who called me a bitch?" I cock my head.
"Um, Weren't you the one acting like a bitch and planning to leave your soulmates?" He throws it back at me. Offending me, boy.
"You all were practically strangers to me! What the fuck had you expected!? I would bear out my heart to you, trust you and accept you all in a matter of an eyeblink!!? Just because you are my soulmates!? That is ABSURD!" I breathe heavily, my heart racing fast.
All my life, I have avoided confrontations. Talking about what I think is hard for me, showing any emotions is a no-go. It is something that I just can't do. Eric was there all the way. Still, it wasn't easy for me to completely be vulnerable in front of him. But this man! He just knows how to push my buttons. God, He is making me talk, and I do not like it. Still, I won't stop now. Not now, This has to be said.
"NO!" he slams the wall beside my head, getting more close to my face; I have to look sideways to avoid contact as he speaks, gritting his teeth. "IF you were acting all cold and ignorant because you wanted to take time to KNOW us before committing and diving into this, it would have been fine; it even would have been welcomed. But you did all that not to know us but to push us away to get back with your past lover! How had YOU expected us to react!? Did you think we would be okay with you stomping all over us to get back to your boyfriend? The same boyfriend who left You for his soulmate. Do you really think he was worthy of your love and sacrifice?"
"No! Don't you dare bring Eric into this. Whatever happened, he is still my friend, and he left me because he cared for all the lives that would have been affected by this, as in Yours! Also, I have never wanted ill for any of you. I would have sealed our bond, and we all could have been happy with the ones who we would choose."
"You really think we could have chosen someone else when we knew you were out there, that at last, we were going to be together because you're the one destiny wants us to be with." He asks, his eyes going soft. Looking into them, for a second, I forget that we were fighting; this is the first time he has let me see the vulnerability in his eyes, and something tells me being vulnerable isn't easy for him as well.
Looking away, I say, "Anyway, moving on. After talking with my mother, I have decided to give this a chance. so why are you bringing this up again when I have already apologized?"
"That's the thing Selene, You have apologized and mended your relationship with everyone. Everybody except me. How do you think I feel about that?" His eyes gave out an emotion I couldn't put my finger on.
"I don't know. I didn't think you'd care." Shrugging, I tell him honestly.
"Why did you think that?"
"Because you don't like me from day one, and you've been ignoring me like a plague, and you are always glaring at me. What else am I supposed to think? You don't act that way when you care, Taehyung." I sigh as I tell him.
The way he has been acting has hurt me, even if I don't have the right to say so. I know I hurt them first, but I get it now, and I want to know them now. And his unspoken rejection stung.
"You think I am ignoring you?" He asks, a bit surprised as he finally softens his grip on my hand, backing away just a little.
"Yes, obviously." Even when I know that I could free my hand now that his grip has loosened, I don't. I let him hold my hand. Craving the little connection our souls are getting from our little encounter.
"What makes you think that?" Pure confusion displayed in his eyes.
"I don't know? The fact that you never talk to me? Leave the room when I enter? Avoid making any eye contact?"
"I don't avoid eye contact; you do. And I don't talk to you because you are always preoccupied with someone. And I leave the room because-" he abruptly stops. His expressions tell me he said something he thought he shouldn't have. Still, I push.
"Because..? Because what Taehyung? Because you don't want to be near a bitch like me? Because you don't want me near your friends? Because you think my personality is so hideous that you can't look at it for-"
"Because it hurts, dammit!" Shouting, he interrupts me. "Because it hurts to see you all smiley and happy with the others and ignoring me. Even with Jungkook, you act like you guys are such good friends while you avoid any interaction with me, your own soulmate." He whispers, making me completely shut up.
When I don't say anything, he looks up with misty eyes. "I know you don't want me. Why would you, when you have everything you could ever want in those three? They're the brains, beauty, and heart. But you're the only soulmate I have. And I want to be with you, even if I have to be at the bottom of your list."
Hearing him breaks my heart; I didn't know he felt like that. I never intended for him to question himself. Freeing my hand from his grip, I touch his cheeks, making his eyes stay on mine. "No. You never were and never will be at the bottom of my list, Taehyung, because there is no list. I never approached you because I thought you didn't want me. I want all of you. All of you hold a piece of my soul; it won't be complete if I don't have you."
Taehyung doesn't say anything for a minute, only looking into my eyes. As if to ensure himself of the sincerity behind my words. When he finds what he is looking for, he shuts his eyes as he comes closer and rests his head against mine, hands covering my own that are still holding his face.
"Thank you," he whispers. "I really needed to hear that. You have no idea how much I had been thinking about it, but to see that you don't feel or think that way is a huge relief like a weight lifted off my shoulders."
"Well, it's true. And stop looking down at yourself. You are the brain, beauty, and heart, as well as much more. And I am sorry. I should have come to talk to you instead of making any assumptions. I would very much like to know you, Kim Taehyung. If you will let me." I whisper back. Completely baring my heart out in front of him. Because he had as well, and I want him to know that he will not be the only one making efforts in this relationship. We need to start on the right foot again, and that's what I want to make this into. A fresh start.
"I wouldn't want anything more. Thank you. And I'm sorry for calling you a bitch too." He apologizes in his deep, hoarse voice, sending my stomach a tingle.
"I forgive you. I kinda was being a bitch that day." I chuckle, and he follows.
"Yeah, kinda." he says with a teasing smile.
We keep staring into each other's eyes, forgetting that a world outside us exists.
After a couple of minutes pass of us drinking each other, I whisper, "We should get back. Everyone must be wondering."
"Uh-hmm, We should." he agrees but doesn't move.
"Taehyung!" I push at his chest slightly.
"Alright." He backs away but takes my hand, intertwining our fingers, as we move toward the kitchen.
It has been the most intimate and vulnerable moment I have had with any of my soulmates. And I am glad it was with him, since we both are afraid to be vulnerable.
I laugh, remembering how fast we went from screaming at each other to stripping off our defenses and exposing our thoughts.
"What?" he asks, curious to know the reason behind my amusement.
"Nothing. Come." I shake my head, leading him down the hall.
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"Can someone please call and ask Suga Hyung if he'll be here by dinner?" Jungkook asks, too eager to eat the food after having a taste.
"He said he'll be here; why do you want to disturb him?" Jin says, making the younger hit his chest and thus, starting a banter.
"I am hungryyy!! And when Suga hyung gets into work, the concept of time doesn't exist for him. Just ask!!" He whines, not having the patience to savor the delicious taste of the dish again.
"If you are too eager, call and ask him yourself. I am not going to make him annoyed again after last time."
At this, Jungkook pulls out his doe eyes, shining so brightly suddenly, as if on command.
Jin sighs in defeat, "You know, you take advantage of that too much."
He does his bunny smile, happy at his win.
"Alright, but I won't make the call. Let's make the only person he won't be annoyed by call him." Jungkook nods. And they both, at the same time, scream, "J-Hopeeeee!!!!"
The latter jumps at the sudden loud voice, "Yah! I am in the same room as you; Why are you shouting?"
"Hoba, call yoongi and ask him when he'll be home." Jin orders in a stern tone.
"Hyung? Did something happen?" Hoseok asks, a little worried since Jin doesn't use his hyung card much, but when he does, they all get serious.
"Yeah, I need to talk to him. Call him." Jin says and turns around, winking at Jungkook, who gives him a thumbs up for the acting.
He looks at his Hosoek hyung, fumbling to get his phone out in a hurry to make the call. He knows his Yoongi hyung wouldn't scold him either. It's just that he is too lazy to call.
Snickering at the thought of their conversation, he opens up a packet of chips Selene offered him to get his mind off dinner until it's served.
He scans the room, observing everyone as he sits on the hand of the couch beside Jin.
Jimin and Namjoon, talking among themselves as the latter says something to make the former surprised. Jimin's lips jut out, and his eyes go round.
Jin is talking to Selene and Hoseok, but the lady's mind isn't on what Jin is talking about but on something else. She nods, having no idea Jin is spewing about how he regrets the one time when Jimin asked him to bet if the Dolphins can breathe underwater.
He follows her line of sight, only to find that her attention wasn't occupied by something but rather someone.
On the sofa across her sits Taehyung. Both soulmates, not being able to keep their eyes off each other. Jungkook could practically see them radiating tension.
But that's when it hits him. Last he knew, they weren't really on good terms with each other, so how the sudden change? He hadn't seen them talking. And it's like a light turned on in his head; he recalls how both of them, so conveniently, disappeared at the same time.
A mischievous glint appears in his eyes, ready to tease his brother.
"V Hyung?" He calls but fails to catch the attention of his hyung as he only hums and never looks his way.
He grins as he clears his throat, ready to call him once again a little louder. "Taehyung Hyung!" And just as he wanted, not only Taehyung looks his way but the others as well. Curious as to what made the maknae raise his voice.
"Where did you run off to before?"
He watches as Taehyung gives him a look of confusion before opening his mouth, "What?"
"You ran off somewhere before. You don't remember?" He quirks an eyebrow: silently challenging him.
The latter furrows his brows, and then suddenly remembering, he goes, "Oh, Ahem! I went to the restroom. Why?"
"Nothing, you were just gone for quite a while. What were you doing for so long?" He questions further.
"He must have been taking a big shit," but instead of him, Jin answers, making the room burst out in laughter. Taehyung and Selene join in as well, albeit fake.
"Yeah, you caught me, Hyung." He chuckles nervously.
"There is no reason to be ashamed of that Taehyung-ah. We all take shits." Jin says, making everyone snicker again.
"Oh, and Selene! Where had you run off? You took your time as well." Jungkook stirs the bowl again.
"Oh uh, I uh, went to um call, my mom, yes! But I uh, couldn't find my phone, so I was just looking for it." Selene stammers, continuously looking between him and Taehyung, not keeping eye contact with him. As if, if she did, she'll be caught red-handed.
"Oh? But your phone was in the kitchen with you, no? So why would you go look for it in the bedroom?" He quirks an eyebrow at her.
"I didn't go to call my mother. I was in the bedroom when I thought to call and check on her, and thus my search began."
"And why did you go to your bedroom, exactly?" He questions with his hand on his face, fingers rubbing his chin in thought.
"Oh! Quit bothering them, Jungkook-ah. We know what you are trying to do, and we all know what happened." Namjoon speaks, not having the heart to see them more flustered.
At his statement, Selene looks down, while Taehyung stares at Selene with his boxy smile.
"Really? Is it that obvious?" Selene asks.
"No, not for the blind people. But unfortunately, we can see, and you guys have practically been leering at each other ever since you came back." Jimin says, chuckling as he elbows Taehyung.
"Who came back?" a voice calls out, making everyone's head snap in its direction.
"Argh! Finally. How long do you take!? I have been waiting for forever!" Jungkook says as he stands up, and instead of greeting Suga, he runs past him, patting him in the back and towards the kitchen. Grateful for not having to wait any longer.
"Yah! Jungkook! I'm the eldest; I will be having the first plate!" Jin calls out, running not far behind him.
"First try to keep up, old man!"
JEON JUNGKOOK FICS RECOMMENDATIONS
Wishing for you (established relationship, husband jungkook)
➝ Summary: you and your husband decide to finally start trying for a baby. It should be easy enough, you thought. But it turns out getting pregnant is a lot harder than you expected.
The habits of a broken heart ( soulmate au, enemies to lovers)
summary - jungkook and you are soulmates. so says the matching crescent moons on both your wrists. however, things are never as easy as they seem, and you are quick to learn that falling in love with someone who does not believe in love is a one-way ticket to heartbreak.
For me ( dilf jk)
Summary - jeon jungkook, the man you’re hooking up with on a daily basis and conveniently is your neighbor, happens to bring news with him one day – one you’d never expect unless you see it with your own eyes.
This love ( arranged marriage au)
Summary - because nothing hurts more than the feeling of someone making you whole only for them to rip the other half from you.
The love after ( werewolf jungkook x human reader , soulmate au)
Summary: Every werewolf has a fate, interpreted by Amma and guided by the Moon. In this world, there are 2 Supreme Fates fully determined by Her - serve in the Wolf Warrior Clan or find your True Mate. You and Jungkook have neither. You both lost the loves of your lives to live out their Supreme Fates and it’s why you both hold resentment towards the mating system. Until the Ceremony happens and you and Jungkook are fated to each other, connected only by heartbreak, pain, and the long lost belief that you could ever love again.
Begin (fallen angel jungkook au)
Summary: “Being a human isn’t that bad when he gets to be one with you by his side.” Before everything shatters like a mirage of an impossible dream, you teach Jungkook how to live a fulfilling life far from Heaven. His numb heart starts to gradually light up again; you make him begin believing in love and hope when not even starting afresh could. But then... everything shatters.
The boy with galaxies in his eyes (FWB au, tattoo artist au)
Summary: you had never thought the night sky could be found in someone’s eyes. That is, until you met Jeon Jungkook and his gravity pulled you in. Will he crush you with the galaxies in his eyes, or will you learn to explore his worlds and make them yours?
Cold nights and blurred nights ( fwb au, college au)
Pi Gasu ( vampire jk x donor reader)
All i want for Cockmas ( Santa Jungkook.?)
The young wolf ( game of thrones au)
Summary - he was promised to another, meant for another to hold and to love and to kiss. but when his hand lingered on yours for a moment too long to be proper, and when his eyes held yours for a beat too long to be a passing glance, you allowed desire to creep into your veins, to take root inside your heart. perhaps before you might have been permitted to love him freely. perhaps he might have even been promised to you instead. but war was no place for the wants and desires of two people, no matter how much they yearned for it to be.
This isn't love darling ( Mafia au , escort au)
Summary- he tasted of an empty night and an eclipsing moon, with blood on his hands and fire in his eyes when he put his mouth on yours.
Oxytocin ( frenimes au , age gap , arranged marriage au)
Summary -You don’t ever seem to be able to stray too far away from each other. There’s no way to backtrack once it’s been set in motion, as long as you’re both still breathing, you don’t even think of leaving. What would people say if they were to listen through the walls?
Jamais Vu ( rich husband x caregiver oc)
Sooyoung and Jungkook just got married when a terrible car accident happened, leading Sooyoung to her death and Jungkook to a visionless world. This incident forced the Jeons to ask you, a caregiver who sounded like Sooyoung, to pretend like you were Jungkook’s late wife in order to convince him to push through his eye surgery.
Would you do it?
alternatively,
“I'm falling for your eyes, but they don't know me yet.”
One year, my love ( historical au , royal au)
You forge a marriage contract with the strangely speaking man who suddenly stumbled into your town with memory loss, but little do you know that he’s actually the lost Crown Prince, and a lot can happen between a married man and woman in one year.
Your eyes tell ( soulmate au , e2l)
You live in a world where people see in black and white. The solution to finally see the colors? It’s simple. You need to meet your soulmate and look at him in the eyes, but what if the person bound to you is already contented with the monochromatic world? What if…Jeongguk, your soulmate, is already in love with someone else?
Alternatively;
“A future without you is a world without color.”
Magic shop ( tea shop owner jk)
Summary- you thought after three years the hurt in your heart for your dead husband would sting a little less than it did. in an attempt to clear your mind and start anew, you move to a small, coastal town. there, you find comfort in a tea shop run by a man named jeongguk. every day, at the same time, you come to the tea shop and soon start to fall for the bright-eyed man that listens to you pour your heart out. but the guilt settling in your stomach every time you think of your husband has you running from jeongguk entirely. do you have what it takes to let go?
Life eternal ( fantasy au , fae jk)
Summary: In the village there were always whispers of Fae and at home, isolated in the mountains, your mother wove you stories of the tricks they pulled. When young, you met, by fate, a Fae that skewed all your previous notions. A boy saves your life and sets you on your way. Years later, he’s there again, saving you and sealing it with a kiss. Legend says that if a Fae claims you as his own you’re his forever. Could you, a human, really live with forever?
Hellblazer ( demon jk, human reader )
Summary: “Few people really think about dying… paranoids worry about it without really understanding it. Victims of fatal accidents and murder don’t have time to think. You only really think about it if you take the time to. And you only take the time if you know it’s going to happen.” -John Constantine, Dangerous Habits Pt. 1: The Beginning of the End, Issue #41.
Pink glow ( alien jk x scientist reader)
Summary: He came to Earth over six months ago and you’ve been studying him ever since. What you didn’t know was that he’s been keeping a close eye on you as well.
Ungodly beast ( demon jk)
Summary - You were sure about this, sure enough to summon Satan himself. A baby all of your own was all you had ever wanted, it was all you had ever dreamed of, it was the only thing your life was lacking. But what price would you have to pay for it? You thought in the beginning that there was nothing you wouldn't do to have your wish granted, well.
Aurora (general jk x princess reader)
Summary: A story which centers on a forbidden love in the midst of centuries-long battle of power and greed.
Hotter than hell ( fallen angel jk, supernatural au)
Summary - jungkook, lucifer and king of hell, has been cast out of the crimson underworld for a reason he’s unsure of. embarking on his journey for the answer should’ve been easy, if it weren’t for you, the human that nurses his wounded body in her home, and accidentally witnesses the truth of his identity. kickstarting a hellish adventure with the devil himself, you discover lucifer is the most infuriating company ever; and jungkook finds out that maybe his answer to returning home lies within his annoying human confidant.
Legend of the lamp ( genie jk, fantasy au, strangers to lovers)
Summary: Jungkook has been serving his time as a genie for the last 2000 years, unfortunately stuck in a lamp for the last 200 years before he is woken from his slumber by a beautiful woman who somehow activates his lamp while making a wish that ends up letting him out. After eons of having to bend over backwards to make the desires of evil individuals from power hungry dictators to spoiled princesses come into fruition, he’s updated his contract to be more choosy over who the lamp allows to be his master. It comes to his great surprise that this woman was able to make the lamp work and that she only yearns to be loved and no longer be lonely. But all of the wishes he grants now have time constraints, another caveat he added to the contract, and he wonders what life would be like if he had never made that stupid rule. Because, as the week progresses, he finds himself falling deeper and deeper into her spell, pondering what it would be like if he never had to stop playing the role of her man.
Good thing ( rich fuckboy jk, stranger to lovers au)
Wanted ( sci-fi, alien jk)
You were a deserter, a renegade, a wanted “criminal”. It was never in your plans to crash land on that planet, and it most certainly wasn’t in your plans to fall in love with it’s handsome ruler.
Grain of sand ( blind jk au, estb relationship)
Blind since the age of 18 from a genetic disorder, Jungkook walked through life as if he never lost it, but on one fateful day five years ago he literally almost runs into you. He fell in love nearly immediately. Fast forward to the present and it’s just another day in your quiet life with him by your side.
Ghosts just wanna have fun ( psychic au, med school au)
When Jungkook discovered that he could communicate with dead people, the last thing he expected was that they would be there to give him romantic advice.
Say you won't let go ( soulmate au)
summary: you’ve been eighteen years old for ten years when Jungkook first moves in
Overtime ( Ceo jk)
summary: an awkward first encounter with your new boss gives Jeon Jungkook all the more reason to make your job an interesting experience.
Yours, truly ( arranged marriage au, enemies to lovers)
Ten years ago, you had run away from your family to pursue your dreams of becoming an idol. Eight years ago, those dreams were turned into dust and you were forced to beg your family to take you back in. Now, as a part of their agreement for making you a member of the illustrious Min family once more, you were forced to do their every bidding, including marrying the man you hated the most of all.
The sea the storm ( human jk x sea spirit reader)
the sea is a powerful mistress. she is calm and beautiful. she is mysterious and alluring. she is a force to be reckoned with. above all, however, she is lonely. until she meets him. fantasy au.
Put your head on my shoulder ( established au ,husbandkook)
Not quiet lovers ( assistant jk)
Hiring jeon jungkook as your personal assistant happens to have more than one perk.
Rottenfolk (Royal au, Faerie au)
Summary - a look was as hazardous as chemicals, a kiss as perilous as poison; his eyes and lips felt akin to a cure, but he was purely venom.
Piano tiles ( chaeboljk x pianist reader)
Ruin him ( sub virgin coworker jk)
Espresso shots and boob talk ( boyfriend jk)
Appetence (idol boyfriend jk)
What's mine is mine ( Idol jk)
My beloved ( vampire au soulmate au)
Oh my ghost ( supernatural au, ghost jk)
fresh out of college, you’ve definitely had your fair share of horrible roommates. fortunately getting your first big girl job also means finally being able to save enough money to move into your own apartment. but you must’ve forgot to read the fine print when you signed the lease because come to find out, your new place comes with an unexpected house guest. oh and did i mention all your underwear seems to be going missing.
Between roommates (roommate jk ft. Namjoon)
you’ve got a crush on kim namjoon. Namjoon being jungkook’s friend, jungkook being your roommate. things get complicated somewhere down the line that leaves him regretting pushing you toward his own friend when he wants you just as bad. as roommates he knows you shouldn’t, but damn did he really want you.
My name is 01001010- 01001011 (alien jk)
“So you’re a human?” The alien that looked and acted like a human asked. The only difference between him and you was that he had two upside down triangles starting from his jaw going down under his shirt. Also, he was huge. “I’m talking 8 foot tall” huge.
To love and to pamper ( established relationship, domestic)
Jungkook is on the edge, especially these days. Exhausting, consuming thoughts are always inside his mind, starting from not being enough to raise your daughter. You know him too well though, and you’re ready to love and pamper him just the way he needs you to.
Changes in between ( roommate au,friends to lovers)
“Does that mean that I can kiss you now?” Becoming the roommate of Jeon Jungkook is the biggest change you’ve ever gotten thrown into - but little do you know that the addition of another man will bring even further turbulence into your (love) life.
A Rainy Sunset ( bestfriends to lovers au)
your best friend would give you the world if he could, always sighing to you and staring at you with the most in-love look on his face, he’s devoted to you but you don’t see him the same way till your roommate dares to say something about it, then the way you see him starts to change faster than you thought.
Days to morning glory ( aspiring rockstar jk x med student au)
while you had lugged the baggage of your heartbreak and built a life for yourself in the city that never sleeps, jeongguk had traveled the universe twice, living out of his suitcase before finally settling into the city of angels. but after five years, you both end up returning to your hometown, sharing a house that’s tainted with the memories of your past.
This is how you fall in love ( rockstar au)
After years of drinking and clubbing most days of the week and leaving every gig with a different girl on his arm, Jungkook feels what it’s like to want someone with his entire being.
Love to hate ( enemies to lovers au, fuck buddies)
Born with a silver spoon in your mouth, you've done your best to rid yourself of the taste since you were old enough to walk. Occasionally though, your mother manages to rope you into an obligatory function – or a blind date with playboy billionaire, Jeon Jungkook. Jungkook stands for everything you loathe about the world you left behind, but you can’t deny the spark of attraction between you. Intrigued by the promise of mutual satisfaction, you agree to one night in bed… and quickly realize you’re in far, far deeper than you ever intended.
The love after (werewolf jk x human reader , soulmate au)
Every werewolf has a fate, interpreted by Amma and guided by the Moon. In this world, there are 2 Supreme Fates fully determined by Her - serve in the Wolf Warrior Clan or find your True Mate. You and Jungkook have neither. You both lost the loves of your lives to live out their Supreme Fates and it’s why you both hold resentment towards the mating system. Until the Ceremony happens and you and Jungkook are fated to each other, connected only by heartbreak, pain, and the long lost belief that you could ever love again.
Falling (soulmate au)
Soulmate (noun): a person who is bound to another through the strongest level of emotional and physical connection. one is given a name on the body upon 18 years of age and any transgressions against the laws of soul-bonding will not occur without harm.
Southpaw ( boxer jk au, childhood friends to lovers)
Knowing Jeon Jungkook for the better part of your life, you thought you knew everything about him. Well, that was before you two disappeared from each other’s lives at least. When Jungkook suddenly finds himself buying you a coffee to rekindle your friendship, it leads to much more than you bargained for.
A Hero's Journey ( best friend's boyfriend au)
jungkook and jisoo are the mightiest power couple. however, one drunken confession and that whole facade fades in an instant. you realize that maybe you need to break from your unvaried life for a bit and be the hero of your own love story
Unspoken ( friends to lovers)
you and Jungkook were not just friends but none of y’all really addressed it so the tension between you two just grew and you played along with it but as things get heated, Jungkook finally finds the need to address the unspoken situationship you two have after feeling like someone might be taking his invisible spot.
You and Jeongguk propose at restaurants to get free food, but somewhere along the way you start to fall for him.
Fade into you ( Barista jk, fwb)
“oh angel, for how fucking adorable you are, you sure don’t use that pretty little brain of yours much,” or jungkook has no limits when it comes to you. you’re his, he’s gonna get it through your head, eventually.
As we were ( infidelity, husband jk)
Cardiovascular palpitations ( doctors au , fwb )
Proposals (friends to lovers au)
Hellbound (demon jk x female reader)