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Hello everyone!
I just wanted to say that for anyone who's reading SOL before DOF (not that I think people are but just in case) if there's any confusion, don't be afraid to comment questions or dm me if something doesn't make sense! 🥰
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Jimin first person pov:
My eyes down on the cobblestone streets under the shade of my hat, I keep my head tilted down as we walk.
After the concerts yesterday and the day before, I, and the rest of us, were exhausted but didn't want the stop on tour to go by without leaving the hotel for a stroll around the city, so here we are, seven kpop idols and two soulmates of such, walking around Paris.
This tour's trip to France was not only wonderful in terms of all the French ARMYs and the concerts but having Rue Noona with us meant that learning some more of the language for the performances went a lot smoother, even if I still get mocked for my apparent hopeless pronunciation.
To my left walks Taehyung, and next to him Suga hyung. Namjoon hyung and Hoseok hyung in a different part of the city, and the two soulmate couples in a group of their own. After the series of close collisions with the nine of us walking down the street, it was decided that we should split up. But, now we're all headed for a café that Noona sent us directions to.
My hand reaches out naturally for the black fence on my right, and I glance at the flowers behind as my fingers thump over the bars like a heartbeat as I walk.
Lifting my head up slightly, I look around the pretty and people-filled streets of the great city, and find my eyes roaming over the crowd only to look back down as a wave of disappointment hits me.
What were you thinking? That she'd just magically be across the street? That you'd run up to her like in a cheesy romance movie and live happily ever after?
But to be honest... Ever since arriving in Paris I've felt off, on edge, like the moment right before you jump off a diving board and fall to the water. But that could mean a thousand things and have absolutely nothing to do with me or my soulmate. Still, my heart betrays me and searches for her at every corner.
Even last night at the concert. There was this... moment, where I felt like she was so close and ended up spending a lot of time on one section of the stage as my eyes traced over the ocean of ARMY bombs looking for her.
But, she wasn't there.
No matter what happened with Jungkook and Rue Noona, I have to trust that - like Jin hyung and Kate Noona - I'll know when I've found her and not get ahead of myself out of desperation.
Even though part of me whispers relentlessly that she's close. I know I haven't found her yet. Not yet.
Something sharp slices across the pad of my ring finger and I pull my hand away from the garden rail to see a small pearl of blood beginning to blossom. I look up from my finger and to the plants behind the bars.
Roses. White roses. Whose thorns climb dangerously around the black bars.
"You okay, Jimin-ah?" Suga hyung's voice calls from a few steps ahead, and I look up to see I've fallen behind.
"Oh, yeah." I say and hurry to catch up.
But he just gives me a quick scan and then holds out his hand, "Come on, let me see."
"Really it's nothing. I just pricked my finger." I say but hold out my hand for him to inspect.
He gives it an examining look and then nods and wipes the blood on his black shirt before starting to walk again.
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