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Jimin first person pov:
If asked, I would describe it like a room, a dark room that sits alone and still in the cold. There is no color but a black that might be considered a dark, dark-blue. There are no pieces of furniture or any sort of item. The room itself is empty, a shell, waiting for her touch, yet to be given. The only thing that makes the room what it is other than an empty chamber, is the lone beam of light.
Throughout the days I have come here since meeting my soulmate, I have watched the light thin and stretch as she flies farther and farther away from the room. She went to a place I know not, she closed herself off from everything and everyone she knew, including our bond. My soulmate was alone, and I felt that isolation consume her.
But then something miraculous happened. Instead of the light dimming as I feared it would, it grew brighter and stronger, and for the first time, the light pushed deeper into the room, illuminating more of the dark and heavily shadowed space that I'd never before known.
I have yet to see the entire room. The corners and walls are still too far from the light, however, small the room maybe. But I nevertheless sit in the light and allow the touch of the bond to pour into my waiting soul.
This room is the one place I can go to her. I do not know how she is doing. I do not know if she's sleeping or eating well. I do not know if she is back with her old boyfriend or has a new one. I know nothing that I cannot determine from the light in the room.
And yet, the sight of her light, however thin it still may be, does not fail to give me hope. Because somehow I know that if she had rejected me altogether, that light would have gone out. Whether or not there is hope for us yet, I continue to sit in the light alone.
Here, I can almost touch her, but she has moved her fingers out of my reach. Here, I can almost hear her, but she sings too softly for me to listen. Here, her heart beats with mine, but there is a wall surrounding it and I cannot break in.
She is far away, across the sea. Her name is Margot Cardon. I have seen her face. I have heard her voice. I have touched her cheek but once. She does not come to the room.
I found her once, but I have yet to call her mine.
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I told the members that I was fine. I assured them over and over again. I smiled and nodded my head and made promises that were not always true. I talked with Taehyung in the bathroom time and time again. I listened to Namjoon Hyung and Jin Hyung try to reason and console me. And I laughed and smiled and sang with ARMY as if I had not met my soulmate at all.
I was fine. I am fine. That is what I told them. That is what I tell myself. So that is what I will be.
The rest of the tour went smoothly. Night after night, city after city, we performed and met ARMY. And I was determined to be happy. I walked through the streets at night with Hobi Hyung, I ate good food with Jin Hyung, and did Vlive's with Taehyungie and Jungkookie.
Kate Noona ended up leaving the tour to stay with her family a few weeks in New York, and Diana Noona left before we went to South America. So as it happened, Jin Hyung, Jungkook, and I all returned home without our soulmates, but that didn't make me feel any better.
If anything it made it worse, because I knew that eventually, their soulmates would come back to Seoul while mine did not. That, however, was nothing compared to the joy I felt when Kate Noona came back. Without her, I feel so... exposed. She's like a second mother to me the way Jin Hyung is a second father as well as a brother. Not to mention Jin Hyung is ten times happier when she's around.
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Fanfiction"I would describe it like a room: a dark room that sits alone and still in the cold. There is no color but a black that consumes all else. The room itself is empty, a shell, waiting for her touch. The only thing that makes the room what it is other...