Complete Us 2 - The new reality. A BTS ot7 +1 soulmate story.

8

There's no recipe for a perfect morning.

Perfect to anyone is subjective, no two people have the exact same definition of the word and for a couple to achieve perfection I dare say I'd be confident one had settled to ensure the other reached their perfect.

The definition of morning is too a thing dependent on the person overlooking the situation. To some it is the time immediately after you wake up, without connection to the time of day or the placement of the sun in the sky. To others it is from 6AM until 12AM when it immediately becomes afternoon no matter when they wake up.

Yet my morning was perfect.

I had no idea what time it was, but the sun was pooling into the room from the gap between the curtains so I'd assume daytime at least. Namjoon's bed was comfortably soft, swallowing me whole where I sunk into it, cocooned in warmth from arms and legs splayed over me like a protective shield from the real world. The breathing from four pairs of lungs hanging as the only sound in the room, my mind almost asleep, yet somehow awake to bask in the comfort from having my soulmates around me.

Soulmates - plural?

Four people breathing.

My eyes immediately shot open, my neck stretching from side to side analysing the room and the bodies splayed across the bed.

On my right, My head leaning against his chest, his heart beat a steady sound in my ear, was Namjoon. Arms draped across my body, holding me tight against him like he was afraid I'd fall out of the bed in my sleep. Another arm however followed the line of his, keeping an equally protective hold around me from where he laid sleeping, his body pushed up behind Namjoon in a spooning position, the other arm braided into his hair. Jin's face was nuzzled into Namjoon's neck and I almost cooed out loud from the sight.

I felt a slight puff of air from my left side and when I turned to look I met the tired eyes of Yoongi, one of his arms were under my head and the other entwined with Jin's fingers where they rested against my back. I'm sure my face was as surprised as my mind, Yoongi's lazy grin was enough to tell me he was happy to see he'd caught me off guard.

"I couldn't stay away from your dreams... Then I saw what was in your dreams, and I couldn't stay away from you" He whispered within my mind with the power of half a breath. The implication of what he was saying sent a warmth accompanied by a red tint straight to my face, there was no question what we'd been dreaming about. After a night like last night I'd almost be ashamed if I hadn't dreamt about Namjoon in such a way as I had.

Last night was everything. It was passion, romance, clarity and excitement. I'd not only built a bond with my soulmate that was more intense than anything I'd ever experienced but I'd also allowed myself to be bare, to be myself, and to live in the moment. My body was spent, I could already feel the soreness, but to match, my mind was somehow more open, vulnerable, but without concern because with opening up came a trust in Namjoon that I'd never want to go without.

Yoongi and Jin coming to snuggle in the middle of the night just to be close to us made the situation somehow even more comfortable, accepted, honest.

"You're free to come cuddle me at any point in time. No reasoning needed. I love having you close." I let my mind sing in Yoongi's direction

At that Yoongi came even closer and allowed himself to wrap me up in his grasp, his chest taking ownership of the entirety of my back in the hug.

"I'm gonna remind you you said that when you get sick of me doing this" his voice rich within my mind, the teasing words dripping with affection and his face buried into the nape of my neck, breathing deep breaths as if he was trying to memorise my scent.