Don't Tell Me What You See || 02

Don't Tell Me What You See || 02

GALAXIES

Warnings: NOTHING. Just slight angst, so far...

Pairing: ??? BTS x reader

Author's notes: Any guesses on who her soulmate could be?

As I'm sitting here eating BTSxMcDonalds Meal, I figure "why not?". So here you go!!

**flashback**

Maybe only having 4 hours of sleep last night was a bad idea. The thought crossed your mind as you made your way into the Bighit building.

You had stayed late last night in the studio, furiously working on a track with one of the lead producers. It was around 1 in the morning when you finally finished, closer to 2 by the time you lay down and allowed your eyes to wander shut. You had to work in the morning, lucky for the other producer, they did not.

So there you were, 4 hours of sleep, coffee half finished in hand walking down the long hallways of the enormous building.

As you made your way past the dance practice room, you heard the faint beat of a song. A song you had helped work on for BTS. You couldn’t help yourself as you noticed the door was open a crack, you had shuffled your way over to the opening to catch a peak of the choreography.

You peered into the room; the world slowed down. All sounds became deafeningly quiet; your heart beat had been the only thing you could hear. Having nothing to keep you grounded, everything faded to the man dancing and the soulmate mark on his right hip.

There was nothing you wanted more in this world than to look away. To stop staring at the yellow balloon that had screamed at you from across the room. You watched him glide along the floor with ease, his oversized grey t-shirt moved to expose the tattoo over and over again. You begged yourself not to look up, not to look at his face. However, your body betrayed you. Ever so slowly your eyes trailed up, as you braced yourself for what you hoped would never happen.

Yet it did.

The world fell away as you involuntarily began to hold your breath. Galaxies filled your view, the colours reflecting in your eyes. You shoot past celestial bodies following the golden thread, approaching its anchor: a figure standing in the middle of the universe on a mirrored disk, encircled by the golden trace, snaking its way into his shirt. He smiled off into the distance, not noticing you. You admired his silhouette, until you were pulled away forcefully and the air had rushed back into your body. You crashed back to reality; back into the hallway of Bighit, to the realization of what had just happened.

Your own yellow balloon soulmate tattoo felt incredibly warm on your shoulder. You began to panic, body turned to ice, eyes darted anywhere and everywhere. Unable to focus on anything, the body finally decided to do something about the situation. It had one answer; drop your coffee and run. You sprinted towards your studio to have a minute in the safety of the secluded room.

With panic risin you could feel yourself slipping into a panic attack, you pushed your legs to keep going. To get away from your soulmate, but you weren’t paying attention to your surroundings and crashed into a large, solid body. You fell to the ground and looked up quickly to apologize.

“I’m sorry, I should have been watching where I was going.” You said out of breath. Warmth began to re-enter your body, the soulmate tattoo cooled and you felt like you could finally catch your breath.

“Uh-its ok.” The deep voice eventually responded, clearly shocked by not only being barrelled into at top speed but something else…something that you could only have described as adoration.

“You’re-“ He began but was cut off by a voice calling him from down the hallway.

Your body chilled once again, breaking you out of what little comfort you had felt by the man in front of you. You stood up, once again apologizing and continued to the studio, not daring to look back again. You managed to get inside the studio and shut the door. You sat on the floor, back to the door as you tried to regain your breath; regain your bearings.

You’d found your soulmate.

You’d thought leaving home, moving countries even, would have lowered your chances of finding your soulmate. The only thing you associated with soulmates was pain. The madness that it could lead to. The promises you’d made to yourself if you had ever found yours.

But that’s when you felt it. The pain, almost unbearable. You felt your soul mirror crack, then crack again and again. Why? cracks, already? What happened? As the pain disappeared a new pain developed. And you realized, you had completely your half of the bond. He should have noticed, he should have felt the pull when you saw him.

It’s an unstoppable moment for soulmates. When one sees the other, the other feels it and will look for their soulmate. They’ll go through the soul journey and see each other at the end.

But he didn’t. He didn’t feel anything. You went through your journey alone. You felt numb at the realization; he had closed off his side of the bond. There had to be some type of explanation but you couldn’t think of one that could satisfy your mind.

Then the mirror pain came again, another crack. Not only did he not feel you but now he was rejecting the bond. That’s what it was, he was rejecting the soulmate bond.

Soul mirrors only crack when one side verbally refuses the bond, but not fully rejects it. Things like “I wish I didn’t have a soulmate”, “this soulmate bond thing is stupid”, “I hope I never find my soulmate”; you learned these things in school. You were taught all about soulmates and how not everyone had one, and even twin flames, which were almost unheard of now.

You looked up at the monitors and realized your meeting is supposed to start soon. Slowly you picked yourself back up, pain slipping away you decided you’d talk to him; find out why. Why the bond was so weak on his end and find out his story, but first: make it through the meeting without anyone realizing something was wrong.

You adjusted your clothes and quickly brushed your fingers through your hair. You whisked your laptop off the desk and hugged it close to you. You gave a little prayer that the meeting would be quick.

What you failed to think about was the male you had crashed into.

——

“Who was that?” Yoongi asked as the younger walked over to him in a daze.

“Umm, I’m not sure,” scratching his moppy black hair. “But hyung…..”

“What?” Yoongi eyed him curiously.

“I think she’s my twin flame.” He stated, taking a deep breath while he glanced back to where you had run off.

“Seriously? Those are said to be extremely rare Tae, are you sure?”

“Trust me hyung, I felt it and so did she.” He expressed calmly.

Both boys stared down the corridor for what felt like an eternity, when a voice suddenly broke through their confused stares.

“You guys are finally here! I’ve been practicing by myself for over an hour and I think I’ve got most of it down now.” The light cheery voice exclaimed. “Are you guys ok?”

Yoongi broke out of his trance first to give Tae’s shoulder a push before replying.

“Yea, yea, we’re fine.”

Bright eyes looked at them quizzically, not really believing the older.

“Un, let's go practice now.” Taehyung said, leading the way into the dance studio. “Why don’t you show us where you're at so far before the others get here.”

“Ok!” His eyes turned into crescent moons when he smiled brightly before he began to dance.

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Don't Tell Me What You See || 06

SPOKEN

Warnings: NOTHING. Just slight angst, so far...

Pairing: ??? BTS x reader

Author's notes: Any guesses on who her soulmate could be?

TA-DA. This one I found really hard to write, but I managed somehow 🤦🏻‍♀️

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It was weird seeing everything you own in boxes…again. The first time when you moved to Korea and now again. Even weirder was seeing 4 out of 7 members of BTS moving boxes out of your apartment. You were used to Yoongi and Tae showing up unannounced at your place, but you never had the other members over before.

“I think everything will fit in the rental truck, Y/N.” Jungkook announces as he re-enters.

“I really hope so, Kook.” You sigh. “I don’t want to have to make 2 trips, and I’d like to unpack some boxes tonight.”

“Don’t worry,” He remarks, picking up more boxes and heading out. “We’ll make it work.”

You sigh to yourself, looking at the last box sitting in the middle of the studio floor. Picking up the box and walking out the door, you turn around one last time. You had amazing memories in this little place, but you were excited to create new ones in your new place.

You drop your keycard into the apartment manager's mailbox on your way through the lobby. Jin is the first to notice you as the boys come into view, Jimin and Hoseok in the truck playing the largest game of tetris you’ve ever seen. Jin walks over and takes the box from you.

“I think we’ll have to put a few of these lighter ones in a car.” He comments. You nod in agreement.

“I have to drive the truck, but I also have to get my car over to the new place.” You mention. “So, we can put them in my trunk… I’ll just have to come back later to grab my car.”

“Or, you drive the truck, someone else can take your car and I’ll bring mine.” He offers. “I drove everyone here anyways.”

You watch as Jungkook and Jimin manage to close the truck door and latch it, chewing on your cheek, mulling over his suggestion.

“I can drive your car, Y/N.” Hoseok says as he walks over to the two of you.

“Ok, that works.” You shrug.

“I want to go in the truck with Y/N!” Jungkook exclaims excitedly jumping over to his hyungs. You can’t help but smile, this boy will be the death of you.

“Alright, Jungkook goes with me.” You laugh, before anyone can argue. Jungkook swings off his hyungs and over to you, landing incredibly close behind you.

“Let’s go Bunny.” You grab his wrist pulling him along with you to the truck, throwing your car keys over to Hoseok..

The three other’s stand there dumbfounded at Jungkook's apparent clinginess.

“Well that’s-” Jin started.

“Weird….that was weird.” Hoseok finishes.

“I mean how did Jungkook-” Jin starts again.

“No idea.” Hoseok's confusion was evident on his face. Eyeing the truck suspiciously.

“C’mon guys, we have to follow them!” Jimin yells from the passenger side of your car, waiting for the door to be unlocked. Both the older men look at each other and head to the cars.

You and Jungkook climb up into the truck, and hand him your phone.

“I’ve set the new address into the GPS already.” You chime. “Ready?”

“Ready, Captain!” He salutes you. You roll your eyes and laugh.

On the way to your new place you and Jungkook blast music and sing along, him obviously sounding way better than you.

You were nervous to begin with being around Jungkook. The younger being super shy, barely making eye contact with you. Him, only responding to questions and never actually speaking directly to you. He opened up faster than you expected, and the more time you spend with him, the more you welcome his puppy-like antics. He isn’t as physically touchy as Taehyung, but he is more verbally and spatially needy than your twinflame. Even on days when you feel like you are suffocating under the weight of work and your broken soul mirror, you couldn’t bring yourself to force him away. He was a distraction and a light you didn’t know you needed. His main goal seemed to be to make you laugh and bring a smile to your face. Going out of his way to catch your attention, wanting nothing more than you to focus solely on him. Which you are more than happy to oblige in his neediness.

Pulling into your new apartment complex, both vehicles follow behind you, you pull the truck up to a loading/unloading parking spot near the front.

Climbing out of the car, you point to visitor parking for Jin and yell at Hoseok your parking number for your underground parking stall. Both cars drive away, leaving you and Jungkook to open the truck. You talk about ordering food before Jungkook unlocks the padlock on the door. The other boys regroup and start making their way over to you. You climb up onto the truck to pull the door up, your foot catches on the door as it unhinges, knocking you off balance.

The world moves past you in slow motion, both feet coming out from under you. You close your eyes and hold your breath, waiting for your impact with the cement.

However, it's not the ground you feel yourself collide with, but arms. Two arms cradle your body, you slowly peek an eye open to look at the figure holding you.Your heart flutters, his face so close to yours, the closest it’s ever been, blinded by his infectious smile. You smile back, just as wide.

“Hi.” His smile widens.

“Hi.” You manage, out of breath. Smile growing wilder, you stare into his eyes. You start to feel shy, as he’s staring back just as intently.

“Y/N, ARE YOU OK?!” Jungkook breaks the moment.

You turn your head to look at him, adrenaline pumping through your veins.

“Yea, I’m fine Bunny.” Your feet feel the ground again, legs feeling a little weak. The arms that were once carrying you, now holding on to your arms to help you stay upright.

“Thank you.” You say, regaining your bearings on solid ground.

“It’s ok, Y/N. As long as you’re alright.” Hoseok beams.

Jungkook ushers you away from the truck to stand beside him and Jimin. You begin to breathe normally again.

“Are you sure you’re not hurt anywhere?” Jimin finally speaks up, concern written all over his face.

“I promise I’m fine, just scared me for a minute there.” Unable to do anything but laugh. “Let’s just get this done ok?”

You're too busy looking up the door code on your phone to notice the look the boys share.

💜♾💜♾💜

You look around your new living room; furniture and boxes arranged in piles according to the room. You did it; all of your stuff now here and the truck returned, you just had to unpack.

“I can stay and help, Y/N” Jungkook says coming out of the bathroom.

“Bunny, you don’t have to.” You protest.

“I know I don’t have to,” He rolls his eyes. “I want to.”

“Jimin and I can stay too.” Hoseok announces from the hallway to your bedroom.

You turn to Jin, who is in the kitchen. He looks at his phone.

“Sorry guys, I have dinner plans tonight.” He gives you an apologetic smile.

“That’s ok, I think we can handle it.” You reassure him.

“I should head out now. How are you guys going to get home?” Jin asks his younger members.

“We can call a cab or we can walk. It’s not too far from the dorms.” Jungkook suggests.

“OR, I can drive them back.” You intervene.

“Ok.” Jin agrees, grabbing his jacket and heading to your front door. “I’ll see you guys tomorrow!”

You walk back into your kitchen, where all three members are now waiting for your orders.

“Maybe we should get food first?” You offer. “My treat?”

“How about Jungkook and Jimin go grab food and bring it back here” Hoseok counters. “You and I can start unpacking.”

“Yea, we can grab the food. What about that sushi place down the street we drove past?” Jimin chimes in.

“That will work, let's go hyung!” Jungkook starts to pull Jimin out of your apartment before you can argue with them about payment.

“Come here, y/n '' Hoseok beckons to you from the center of your living room. You look over at him as he starts pushing the furniture to the outskirts of the room. You eye him suspiciously as he walks over to your entertainment system. He turns your portable speakers on and connects a cell phone.

You continue to stare at him as he reaches a hand out towards you. He waits for you to take it. Music starts playing and you smile, reaching out to take his hand.

(play song)

He twirls you twice before pulling you closer to dance together. You start to laugh.

“I thought we were supposed to start unpacking.” You try to scold him.

“And we will, after you relax.” He replies cheekily. Placing a hand on your lower back and the other intertwining his fingers with yours, spinning you both around your vacant living room.

Jungkook may give you a sense of warmth and comfort, but Hoseok gives you this overwhelming urge to relax, the air around you eases out of all tension.

Almost like Taehyung, he could tell when you are overthinking, most likely by your posture, or the way your eyes don’t stop darting around. Regardless, he could tell and when he does, he makes it a point to break up your inner chaos. Like right now, forcing you into an impromptu dance session.

Sunshine was an understatement when describing Hoseok. Your heart always flutters, when he beams literal sunshine at you with a single smile. His confidence from the stage seeps, into the studio, into his everyday life.

Like Jungkook, you enjoyed your time with Hoseok, becoming close with him just as fast. Where Jungkook was cute, Hoseok was handsome. Where Jungkook leaned into being more shy, Hoseok's confidence shone through. Both being extremely beautiful humans, that demanded attention from everyone in the room. Sometimes you had a hard time looking either of them in the eyes, other times you couldn’t look away.

However, each boy brought about different emotional responses from you. Some deeper than others.

When Hoseok twirls you again, you notice the other two boys standing in the kitchen, containers of food sprawled out on the island. One watching with amusement on his face, the other you couldn’t exactly place, but it wasn’t as friendly as their normal gaze.

The playlist continues playing, even when Hoseok spins you over to the island. You laugh as you catch yourself on one of your bar stools. Him following behind you.

You look at all the sushi laid out in front of you and realize that they bought all your favourites.

“How?” You mumble.

“Jimin texted Taehyung-hyung on our way over to the restaurant.” Jungkook answers.

Pausing unpacking plates for the group to eat off of, Jimin looks up at you and smiles. Your skin begins to tingle when you make eye contact.

“Thank you, Jimin.” You smile warmly. He nods in return and continues rifling through the box.

The four of you scarff down the food and come up with a plan for unpacking. Because the boys didn’t know where you would want things, they’d be the muscle to move the furniture around and place things where you instructed.

💜♾💜♾💜

While watching the three boys scattered around your living room, unpacking boxes you had given them, a sad smile makes its way onto your face. You are more than happy to have them here, it's just a little bittersweet. Thinking about what their reactions would be if they knew. One reaction in particular makes you feel uneasy. You feel guilty for keeping it to yourself, but there is too much to tell. You are too far gone in your lies.

But they don’t know...

They don’t know about all the nights you spent crying, doubled over in pain. Tae and Yoongi by your side, holding you in their embrace. Telling you things like ‘It’ll stop soon’, ‘breathe’ and ‘hold on’. Begging you to tell your soulmate that it’s you, so this can all stop. Because everytime this happens, they hurt with you. You’re not the only one going through something, you aren’t alone in your pain. You know if they could take away any of your pain and bear it themselves, they would. It makes you feel like a monster for putting them through it. If you could, you would go back in time and stop them from finding out. You would choose to do this alone, to suffer in silence.

You watch as they move around your place, with smiles on their faces, light banter filling the air. Watch them interact with each other, with their brothers, their family; you’re afraid of what it might also do to the group. You assume that your quick connections with each member are mostly due to being Taehyung's twinflame. They open up to you easily because of their close relationships with Tae, and by extension, you as well. They would be pissed to say the least.

You don’t want them to hurt, none of them. You will have to make a decision on whether you will let the cracks consume you completely, leading you down a path of madness.

Opening a box on the far side of the room, you notice a picture frame. It contains one of the most happy and heartbreaking moments of your life. The picture is of you, your parents and your older brother at a traveling amusement park that came to your town back home. It was the last picture you had taken of your brother; that night was the last time you saw your brother alive.

Your brother had rejected his soulmate, but not completely. He never officially went to a Kosmos reader to reject the bond. His soulmate would beg him to let her in, to fulfill the bond, but your brother knew things about his soulmate that no one else did. She was mixed up with some really dangerous people, addiction running through her veins. He would tell her that if she recovered they could try, that right now he couldn’t accept her. Telling her no countless times, her mirror cracking over and over and over again, until there were almost no remnants of it left. She was thrown into a madness so dark she took your brother's life...and then her own. Soul madness can be an unrelenting, vicious and manipulative force that drives the individual to do things they never would have before. You couldn’t blame your brother for saying no, and you couldn’t blame her for the outcome. Especially now..

Placing the framed picture on the bookcase in front of your Charles Dickens collection, a gift from your brother, your eyes lingered a little longer. Turning back to the box you continue packing, joining in the ongoing banter.

Jokes are made, some at your expense and some at Hoseok’s. The cheerful mood of the room forces you out of your dark memories.

What you fail to notice is the pair of hands and eyes that meticulously inspect every item they unpack, Scanning over the sentimentality you might have attached to it, before asking you nonchalantly where it should go. The same eyes that watch you closely as you occasionally look back at the family photo and smile. His eyes feel drawn to the picture, but he’s not willing to ask about it.

He doesn’t know what’s too far with you yet, what secrets you are willing to share with them or what Taehyung only knows. Taehyung seems to know everything about you, and that makes him feel unusually uncomfortable. He wants to know it all, every tiny detail about you. Confusion and a need to be close to you always flood his mind when you're around. He doesn’t know why he’s so drawn to you, but his instinct drives him to you. His full undivided attention is always on you, whether he means to or not. He really couldn’t come to a conclusion as to why.

Without trying, you make him feel things he can’t comprehend.

💜♾💜♾💜

You take in the state of your living room and kitchen, finally the place looks livable enough for now.

“He guys, it’s getting pretty late.” You say noticing the clock on your oven, “Maybe we should call it a night?”

“But it’s not even 10 yet.” Jungkook commented.

“I can handle the rest, besides you guys are filming tomorrow aren’t you?”

“Ahh, right. I forgot.” Jungkook sighs.

“Do you guys want me to drive you back?” You ask.

“No, we can walk back.” Hoseok pipes up. “It’ll take only like 15 minutes. We’ll be fine.”

“Ok.” You reply, chewing on your bottom lip. “If you guys are sure.”

“Yep we’ll be fine. How about we text you when we get back?”

“Deal.” You smile, beginning to follow the boys to the front door.

“Umm, I’m just going to use the washroom. You guys can go without me.” Jimin calls over to the other members before heading down the hallway.

Putting their shoes on they bid you goodnight and leave. As soon as they’re gone Jimin emerges from the hallway.

“I’m really glad we could help today.” He smiles brightly at you.

“I can’t even begin to thank you guys for all of this. It would have been a nightmare on my own.” You chuckle more to yourself then him.

You notice him taking his time putting his shoes on. Eventually he finishes, standing up and turning around to face you.

“Y/N?” You barely hear him.

“Hm.”

“Thank you.” You look at him in surprise. What did you do to earn a thank you from him?

“For what?” You question.

“For being Tae’s twinflame.” He responds meekly. “For caring about him the way you do. He’s my best friend and I know he goes through things he feels he can’t talk to me about. So, I’m really glad he has you. He hasn’t smiled this genuinely in a long while.”

His praise left you dumbfounded. If only he knew what Taehyung does for you. How you feel like there is nothing you could possibly do in this world to repay him.

“He is extremely important to me, and not just because he’s my twinflame.” You think aloud. “He’s the most important person to me.”

“What about your soulmate?” Jimin looks at you unconvinced.

“Well, they’re just going to have to deal with it, aren’t they?” You laugh, trying to hide your dislike for talking about soulmates. “He’ll forever be number two, I don’t think I can handle being so vulnerable with someone else other than him.”

“I don’t know about that,” He laughs with you. “But I think Tae would understand being second place. Maybe one day you’ll be open to it.”

“Yea...maybe…” You whisper as Jimin opens your front door to leave.

Maybe Tae was right. Maybe Jimin is right. One day, you might be able to become more vulnerable with your soulmate, possibly even with other people you cared about in your life. Maybe it was time to take a step in that direction. Trying couldn’t hurt more then limbo, right?

As you watch Jimin walk down the hallway towards the elevators, anxiety bubbles in your chest.

“Hey Jimin!” You can’t stop yourself from calling out. “Do you want to stay longer?”

He turns around, smiling.

“I’d love to.” Your soulmate responds.

💜♾💜♾💜

Surprise or not..... Everyone say hello to Y/N's soulmate. Now the real story starts. I'm gonna apologize now...

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