Soulmates •Book 1•

Chapter 16

After getting tired of both boys staring at each other, you raise your hand smack both Yeosang and Seonghwa's cheeks, your eyebrows furrowing as you do so.

"Hey~!" Both boys whine, turning their head to look at you, the two of them sharing the same hurtful expression.

"Y'all kept staring a each other. Made me feel like I was a speck of dust or something..." You mumble, crossing your arms as a pout appears on your lips.

"Yeosang, I want her." Seonghwa blurts out, taking your arm and pulling you against him, your body jumping at the sudden contact.

"No. She's mine." Yeosang mutters, jerking you out of the older's grasp, earning a faint yelp from you as you plop against his chest.

"Gimme!"

"No!"

"Gimme!"

"No!"

"Hand her over!"

"I told you, no!"

You roll your eyes and slip out of Yeosang's hold, allowing the two boys to continue bickering on their own. You shuffle over to Yunho and Mingi and sit in the small space in between the two boys.

"Why are they bickering all of a sudden?" Yunho asks, his gaze shifting down to you.

"I honestly don't know." You reply, crossing your arms again. "Neither of them noticed I left. Kinda hurts..."

"You just want attention, don't you?" Mingi asks, a knowing smile creeping onto his lips.

"Well... Yeah... I just wanna be clingy~" You whine, you body falling to the side as you lean against Yunho's shoulder.

"Come with puppy." Yunho says, lifting you up slightly and setting you down on his lap. You lean back against him and take in his warmth; Mingi grabbing at your hand and tracing the lines on your palm.

"You pick at your nails?" Mingi asks, examining your fingers carefully, his eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"We don't talk about that." You mumble.

"It's bad for you, Y/N." Yunho says, looking down at you and resting his head on top of yours.

"I know it is. It's just a habit that's hard to get out of." Your gaze quickly shifts down to your bottom half when you feel weight on your thighs. You can't help the smile appearing on your lips at the sight of Seonghwa looking up at you, his head resting in between your legs and an innocent smile visible on his lips.

"Why'd you leave?" Seonghwa asks, a pout slowly forming on his lips.

"You and Yeosang were bickering. I had a lot of stuff in my mind so I went to the crackheads." You reply simply, with a little shrug.

"I thought you didn't care about the texts." Seonghwa says, tilting his head to the side in confusion as he sends you a gaze you can't quite decipher.

You shrug at his statement, not really in the mood to talk about the topic brought at hand. "I don't know anyone. One of them kinda freaked me out a bit and I can't stop thinking about it."

"Come with me. I'll take your mind off it." You nod your head hesitantly and allow Seonghwa to take your hand and lead you upstairs to the bedroom y'all were in earlier.

A scream slips out of Yeosang again when he gets pulled off the couch, his body plopping onto the cold wooden floor with a faint thump. He opens his clenched eyes, his eyes narrowing when he sees WooSan towering over him.