I traveled worlds to be with you

Chapter 12

"So I'm expected to have sex with all of you?"

"Eventually, you'll have to; we don't know much about multiple soulmate bonds. We are the first ones in hundreds of years, probably longer since no recorded data about them exists. So, we are learning things as we go. I know I have to hug Jungkook at least a few times daily, or I'll get sick. I know he sees Tae and Jimin often, and I assume that's for the same reason. But I haven't bonded with anyone but Jungkook and now you. I feel a pull towards the others, and if I don't have physical contact with Jungkook, that pull becomes stronger."

"Yoongi told me that every five days, I'd have to see you; otherwise, we'd both get sick like we were earlier."

"And he's right, but if we connected sexually, you could go longer without seeing me." Emevol snorted, making him smile, "Why can't I hear you?"

"I'm more powerful than you. I can keep you guys out if I want, which means I keep myself out of your heads." She looked down at the blanket and fiddled it back and forth between her thumb and finger, "I've been hearing your voices since I was little. They diagnosed me as schizophrenic; then, when I was 10, I realized that there were seven different voices, and they told me that I had multiple personality disorder. When I was 15, I realized you weren't speaking gibberish. You were speaking a language I didn't understand. So I studied Korean."

She grinned and laughed a bit. She had no idea why she was so comfortable with him now. "What's so funny?" he asked.

"I didn't know your names but could recognize your voices. You were dubbed Nathan." She laughed so loudly that she couldn't contain her giggles anymore. He leaned forward and tucked her hair behind her ear. Em started grinning at him, "You'll never believe who you are in my world."

He cocked his head to the side, "I'm in your world?"

She knelt and clapped, "You sure are; you are Jung Hoseok. You are 27 there, though; here you are, what, 22?" He nodded, "you are the definition of human sunshine. Your smile lights up Army like you wouldn't believe. You can dance, but like it's more than dancing. I don't know how to explain it, but the beat waits until you are ready before it drops. You can rap and sing, and you are a part of the biggest kpop group in the world."

He was making a surprised face, the one that he made at the concert when everyone was chanting his name, and he pulled his in-ear out to hear it. It was adorable. "I'm in a kpop group?"

Emevol nodded, "yeah, what do you do here?"

"I'm a professional tennis player." She couldn't help the giggle fit that hit her. He once said in an interview that if he weren't in BTS, he'd be a tennis player. "Is it that funny?"

She waved her hand no; she was having difficulty catching her breath. It took her a bit to calm down, but she finally did. "No, it's not funny; I don't even know how to explain it."

Hobi heard her stomach growl, "are you hungry?"

She sighed. It seemed like she was always hungry there, but she hadn't eaten much in the past 24 hours because of the withdrawals. "I am sorry."

He grabbed her hand, "Don't be. You have no idea how excited I am to cook for you. But I have to warn you: if he smells food, he'll come out of his room."

Em sighed. "I figured it was a possibility, and as long as he doesn't try to bond with me, I'm okay with that."

That seemed to encourage Hobi. He grabbed her hand, and the way they were positioned made their marks touch. A full-body shiver went through her, and she almost fell down. His arms went around her body to keep her steady. "I'm sorry; I didn't mean to."

"No, it's okay. It just caught me off guard." He didn't let go of her hand but made sure not to touch their marks. He only let her go when he had to start cooking. Em sat down at the table and just watched him. He wasn't making anything fancy; it looked like kimchi stew. But it smelled mouth-watering. 

He sat the bowl of soup and a bowl of rice down in front of her, and he started to look a little awkward. "I'm not sure why I bought these; no one in this house likes them. But by chance, do you like root beer?"

Emevol perked up, and her eyes went wide. "I love root beer; it's absolutely my favorite thing to drink."

He smiled, handed her the root beer, then sat down and started eating with her. "He should be here any second; he always knows when there's food around."

They heard his footsteps running down the hall, "Hyung, did you cook? I'm starving; I feel like.. Holy shit, Emevol is here? Why didn't you tell me?"

"Breathe, child," she mumbled, which made Hobi laugh. "She is here, but you can't bond with her. If you try, she's going to leave again."

Jungkook started pouting, big time. It's hard to resist with his big Doe eyes, but she's been in Army for years. He has work more complicated than that to pull one over on her. He grabbed himself some food and sat across from her. "Why can't we bond?"

She took a deep breath. "Look, I didn't even mean to bond with Hobi; it was literally an accident. I promise that when I'm ready to bond with another one of you, you will be the first one I call."

That seemed to satisfy him because he gave her his bunny smile and started shoveling food into his mouth. "How long are you staying here?"

Hobi smacked him, "Chew your food before you start talking."