SOUL BONDS ( Under revision )

Chapter 22

They finally made it out of the shower—but not without looking like they had just survived a full-on battle. Hair slightly damp, clothes slightly wrinkled, and faint marks scattered across their skin, they all avoided eye contact for a split second before bursting into laughter.

Naomi crossed her arms, shaking her head as she glanced at them. "Y'all really need to learn how to keep your hands—and mouths—to yourselves," she muttered, though there was no real heat behind it.

Jimin smirked, adjusting his shirt. "Says the one who started it."

"I did not," she shot back quickly, trying—and failing—to hide her smile.

"You absolutely did," Jungkook added, leaning casually against the wall. "And don't try to deny it."

"Okay, maybe a little," she admitted, rolling her eyes. "But still—look at us. We're supposed to go out in public."

Namjoon chuckled. "We've handled worse."

"Not today," Naomi said firmly. "Everyone go get dressed before we end up turning grocery shopping into a scandal."

With that, they all split off to their respective rooms.

Naomi walked into her closet, scanning through her clothes before settling on something comfortable. She pulled out one of Taehyung's oversized orange graphic t-shirts, pairing it with loose blue jeans and her white sneakers. After tying her hair into a long braid down her back and fixing her edges, she grabbed her bag and stepped out.

She made her way to Hoseok's room, knocking lightly before walking in. "Hobbs, you in the bathroom?"

"Yes, princess," his voice called back.

She stepped inside and paused when she saw him standing in front of the mirror, fixing his hair. He was dressed simply, but somehow still stood out effortlessly.

"Why do you look like you're about to walk a runway instead of buying groceries?" she teased, walking up behind him.

He laughed softly, meeting her gaze through the mirror. "Because you never know who you might run into."

She wrapped her arms around his waist, resting her head against his back. "You smell good," she murmured, inhaling deeply.

Hoseok chuckled, placing his hands over hers. "You're in a good mood today."

"Maybe," she replied softly.

He turned to face her, lifting her chin slightly. "Or maybe you're just easily distracted."

She laughed lightly, shaking her head. "You wish."

He leaned down, pressing a quick kiss to her forehead before stepping back. "Go finish getting ready before someone comes looking for you."

She nodded, leaving his room and heading toward Yoongi's.

She didn't bother knocking this time, walking in to find him stretched out across his bed, lazily watching TV.

"Comfortable?" she asked, slipping off her shoes and climbing onto the bed.

He glanced at her, a small smile forming. "Very."

She settled beside him, resting her head on his shoulder. "You always look the most relaxed out of all of us."

"That's because I am," he replied simply.

She laughed softly. "You're impossible."

He reached up, brushing a strand of hair from her face. "And you're always busy taking care of everyone."