Wrapped Around (BTS x Reader Soulmate - Short Story)

Chapter 8

Reader POV:

After the guys had let me know they would be doing a late photo shoot, Ho-sung had arrived at the dorm, letting me know that Namjoon had asked him to come and sit with me. Although I still hated feeling like I needed a babysitter, I couldn't deny that Ho-sung's presence did make me feel quite a bit better. He was funny and caring and I was lucky to have found such a good friend in him. When Namjoon told me that Ho-sung was the security they had assigned to me, I originally wanted to protest, but I knew they were doing it not only for my safety, but for their peace of mind. It reassured them when I was home alone.

Since Namjoon told me that they would get fed at the photoshoot, I ordered takeout for Ho-sung and myself. He had recommended a fried chicken place that the guys frequently ordered from and I was only too happy to comply. After the food was delivered, we sat around the coffee table, takeout containers open in front of us and mouths full of the crispy chicken.

"How are you feeling with the seven soulmates?" Ho-sung's question was unexpected, but it was something I had heard so often that I was almost tired of answering it. However, I kept my tone polite and my smile friendly.

"It's much easier than I originally would have expected. The guys are all really amazing. They always show me how much they care about me and how happy they are to have me as their soulmate." My response was simple, but it was true. I had been extremely fortunate to be made soulmates with this wonderful group of guys and I know I wouldn't want to have it any other way.

Ho-sung nodded. "My sister met her soulmate when she was in college for nursing. He was one of her professors and they fell in love almost right away."

Tilting my head in confusion, I turned my attention to Ho-sung. "I thought your sister was a teacher." I remembered talking to him about her the night of the fan meet, a night that felt so long ago, but still felt like it was just yesterday.

Ho-sung's looked confused for a moment but then he grinned. "Oh. That's my other sister. I'm surprised you remembered me telling you about her."

I shrugged. "I've got a pretty good memory. I usually remember the strangest things though. Lines from books, random phone numbers, things like that."

"I can't say I'm the same. My memory is terrible." Ho-sung ducked his head as he laughed, the sound a little self-deprecating.

"How did your sister meet her soulmate? I know you said college, but was it an accidental touch?" I loved hearing soulmate stories, hearing the ways people had that initial contact that changed their lives forever.

Ho-sung shook his head. "Their soulmates but not in the traditional sense. They don't have the connection, but fell in love the old-fashioned way. They got to know each other and realized that they were meant to be, regardless of what destiny had chosen for them."

Surprised by his words, I couldn't stop my mouth from dropping open. "They're not actually soulmates?" Although I didn't want to judge someone else, the idea of not wanting to find my soulmate was something unheard of to me.

Shaking his head again, Ho-sung gave me a sad smile. "No. They're not. They didn't want to let destiny decide their future when they realized they were so in love with each other. What if they met their soulmates and they didn't have the same type of connection? Why would they risk not having love?"

I didn't want to tell him that I disagreed so I kept quiet for a moment. "I guess everyone has different ideas about soulmates and wanting to find them. I always wanted to find my soulmate. My parents were soulmates and had the most loving relationship. I guess I always wanted to have that for myself."

Ho-sung studied me for a moment, a strange expression on his face. "Do you think people can fall in love with someone who isn't their soulmate? Someone who might love them more than their soulmate does?"

"That's a hard question to answer. I've never met anyone like that before, but could it happen? Sure. Anything is possible." The conversation was beginning to make me uncomfortable but I didn't know how to change the subject without making it completely obvious.

"Do you really need to stay with your soulmates? I mean, if you met someone who loved you, who you loved, would you stay?" Ho-sung's eye were trained on me and I felt a flicker of panic rush over me as the familiarity of his words filled my mind. I had been asked that exact same question before. Word for word in a letter by the same person who left me flowers, flowers that signified grief and disappointment, hatred and anger. By the same person who was now sitting in front of me.

Trying to keep my calm, I shrugged again. "I don't know. The thought had not even crossed my mind. I have always wanted to find my soulmates and since I have, they're the only ones I want to be with."

Ho-sung's eyes narrowed and I knew right away that I had said the wrong thing. Wanting to quickly diffuse the situation, I stood then gathered the empty takeout containers, bringing them into the kitchen and tossing them in the trash. Needing a moment to gather my thoughts and wanting to let my soulmates know what was going on, I quickly sent a message to our group chat, just a quick It's Ho-sung, hoping they would know what I meant. I closed the chat and stuck the phone in my pocket, grabbed a couple bottles of water and went back into the living room, not wanting to give him a reason to be suspicious.

Ho-sung was still seated on the sofa and gave me a bright smile when I came into the room. "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable with the conversation. I'm sure you're more than happy with your soulmates."

Disturbed by his quick change in mood, I just waved off the apology. I couldn't think of anything to say, but before I could even try, the front door beeped and the guys rushed in, followed by their Manager Sejin and a couple of uniformed officers. Namjoon hurried to my side, wrapping an arm around me and pulling me close.

Ho-sung stood up and I could see the confusion in his eyes. "W-what's going on?"

Manager Sejin shook his head in disappointment and gestured towards the officers. One quickly approached and placed a pair of handcuffs on the surprised man's wrists. "Chan Ho-sung, you are under arrest for stalking." The officer went on to inform Ho-sung of his rights, but the man was no longer listening.

"Please! Don't let them do this. I love you. I love you. They'll never love you like I will." Ho-sung's words were pleading and I couldn't help but feel a sense of pity for the clearly delusional man. The officers led Ho-sung from the dorm and I felt a sense of betrayal from this person I had trusted.

"Sunshine? Are you alright?" Hoseok hurried over to my side, the worry clear on his face.

I nodded my head, but I was curious how they had found out about what was happening. "How... how did you find out what was going on?" I turned to face Namjoon who still had an arm wrapped around me.

Namjoon sighed then led me over to the sofa and sat beside me. He let out a sigh when my three youngest soulmates jostled each other for the seat on the other side of me. Taehyung ended up there and I had to smile at Jungkook's pout. Jimin said nothing but dropped to the ground in front of me, resting his head on my knees much like the night of the V Live.

Seokjin sat on the coffee table in front of me. "Manager Sejin was able to obtain video footage from the flower shop. Ho-sung could be seen dropping off envelopes in the night deposit box."

Sitting down on the floor next to Jimin, Hoseok nodded. "There were several clips. Each of them was the day before the flowers were delivered to you and it coincided with the calls made to the flower shop."

Disappointment filled me at the trust I had put into this man I barely knew. Jungkook leaned over the back of the sofa and nuzzled into my hair, surprising me with his intuitiveness. "Don't start feeling guilty. We all trusted him, believed that he would keep you safe."

Yoongi flopped down on a chair across the room, the exhaustion clear in his handsome face. "It's going to be okay honey. It's all over now."

Looking around the room at my soulmates, I felt a rush of relief wash over me. After the last several weeks, a cloud of tension had been surrounding us all, dampening what should have been the happiest times of our lives. Now that I knew the worst of it was over, there was really only one thing to do: Live happily ever after with my soulmates.