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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?
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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 -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.
Back then when I fell into a pit of despair
Even when I pushed you away
Even when I resented meeting you
You were firmly by my side
You didn’t have to say anything...
-First Love
So proud of you<3
He did amazing:)
JEON JUNGKOOK WE ARE SO PROUD OF YOU
He looks dreamy
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