SeoulMates | OT7 Soulmate AU

Yeolilgop (열일곱)

It has been a few days since my amazing nights with Tae. Even with the symptoms and after effects of the craving long gone he still keeps me as close as he can as often as he can. I love it. Between him, Yoongi and Jungkook, as of right now I am showered with so much attention and care that I almost can't stand it.

It also brings up an important fact I can't avoid forever, the fact that there is only one of me. I am singular in my uniqueness to the group bonded souls. How can I realistically expect to be able to satisfy seven men? Does us being soulmates equate to automatically being physically compatible with each other? Those questions are a constant in my recent train of thoughts.

I was reading yet another rejection email from one of the nine I've sent my resume too and was beginning to feel disheartened. This was my fourth rejection in the last two weeks. I was sitting in the living room scoffing at my laptop before slamming it shut and tossing it away from me onto another part of the large sectional. I pulled the throw keeping my legs warm over my head and grunted in pure frustration.

A male voice startled my presence, I knew some of the guys were home but I had not seen much of anyone all afternoon so I forgot. I pulled the blanket off my face, messing my hair in the process. I pushed back the loosened strands and looked up to see a handsome face with newly dyed hair. It was a natural blonde with highlights to make it look voluminous and shiny now instead of the pretty pink I'd grown accustomed to.

"Aww what's the matter with the baby?"

"Were the same age" I huffed, playfully rolling my eyes

"I know but you're still our cute little baby" he sat next to me and threw his arm over my shoulder to give me a side hug. He's been super nice and sweet to me too. He seems to always pop up when I'm not feeling too great, guess our emotional connection is the real deal.

"I'm okay Jimin and thank you" he kissed my temple. I hate that I worry him, and Hobi so much sometimes. It's not on purpose I just can't hold my feeling in like I used to now that I'm connected

"I know you are, I just thought you could also use a hug" he explained, with his arm still over me. It felt nice. I've learned that I am actually a HUGE fan of physical affection, I fucking love it. I live for their hugs, kisses, random touches here and there, it's my favorite serotonin boost. Who would've guessed that? Certainly not me.

"I'm sorry, How are you Jimin? Every time we have a conversation I'm the topic and that's not fair. Please talk to me about you" I turned to face him more and to see that beautiful smile he wears, making him unable to see just like mine does to me.

"I don't mind, you're interesting and I love being someone you can talk to freely."

"I know but I still want to hear about you, what is going on in Jimin's world today?" I held my chin up with a fist, giving him a questioning look "Tell me"

"Well, today I was feeling sad about that performance we recorded two days ago. I'm not happy with my dancing" he looked away for the first time since he sat down. "Everyone says I was perfect but I couldn't see it and I feel like I messed up and made everyone else work harder because of me"

"Let me see it" I know they review their practices like hyper fixated maniacs so I'm positive he's got it on his phone. Jimin pulls out his device and pulls up the video. I can feel him watching me watching it, anxious as my face had not given him a hint of what I was thinking. It ended and I pushed my lips to the side

"I knew it! I was all over the place an-" my burst of laughter shut him up as well as confused him, I think I detected a hint of anger as well. I smacked him upside the head "Hey!"

"You are a fool. You did amazing Jimin! What exactly do you think was so bad about the performance? You looked as in sync as ever and smooth, I'm struggling to see the invisible problem"