Taehyung
"Fuck, that feels good" I moaned deeply, feeling it rumble in my chest
"Yeah? And what about when I do this?"
"Ooooh, mmmm" I groaned, this time into the pillow to muffle it a little bit.
"Damn Tae, you're really tight" Ma-ri grunted from behind
"I know," I sighed at the relief I was getting from her magic hands. "I don't know why I'm so tense"
Ma-ri continued her firm massage of my back and neck, working out all the kinks. She sat on top of me while I laid face down on my bed.
"How'd you get so good at this?" I asked, amazed at how good she was doing
"I used to take pottery classes when I was in high school," she answered. I hummed in response, enjoying the feeling of her soft hands on my skin. "Molding and manipulating hard clay is similar to working out tension and knots in the body"
By the time she was done I was almost asleep. I heard her leave then come back a minute later and turn the lights off. She and I both got under my covers and cuddled together, with my head on her chest. Her fingers carded through my hair further relaxing me
"That feels nice," I murmured, squeezing her body thigh yet "I love these intimate moments"
"Me too, which is still an odd admission for me sometimes. I never thought I was the type of person that would like physical affection and touch and now I don't think I could live without it" she said with a sweet chuckle "Fate must have a sense of humor to give me four soulmates to share a physical connection with"
"Or it knows we are exactly what you need. Didn't you hug and cuddle with your parents as a kid? Your disdain for touch and physical affection diminished as the hardships of your life prevailed but the need for it was always there" I felt Ma-ri shift which made me look up at her, she had her lips pursed "What?"
"I never thought about it like that before and you're right. Even when I isolated myself from everyone, I still craved affection. I guess I convinced myself that I didn't need it once my dad left and my mom died. I used climb in my grandma's bed as a teenager when I was really missing mom but over the years, I stopped yearning for it"
"It was obvious from the moment we met you, it was like your body and soul was crying out for us" I yawned, snuggling back into her soft and sweet-smelling skin "It's said that the connections you have the most of is the thing you crave the most hence why you have four physical connections"
"I didn't know just how touch starved until I met you all. I couldn't admit it in the beginning but every time any of you touched or hugged or even stood too close to me, I felt better, more relaxed. Before I could register how quickly it was happening I was subconsciously expecting it so it makes sense that I have the most physical connections"
"Hmm" Ma-ri went back to playing in my hair and lightly scratching my scalp as the quiet settled in the room, lulling me into a deep sleep.
∞
"Hey sleepyhead" I heard Hoseok say as I entered the dining room to see everyone already seated at the table, well almost everyone, Yoongi opted to sit on Hoseok's lap.
"Hey" I rasped before clearing my throat and taking the chair next to Namjoon, laying my head on his shoulder
"You feeling okay? You slept all day" he asked
"Yeah, I'm fine, just tired. I haven't been sleeping well over the last few nights and my body finally shut down"
"Alright, are you hungry?"
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SeoulMates | OT7 Soulmate AU
FanfictionSoulmates no longer connect. Most people don't even believe in them anymore since it has been over 70 years since the last soulmates lived and loved. Are soulmates really extinct? Or are people ignoring their destiny? Ma-ri returns to South Korea af...
