"Hello princess, I'm sorry, I didn't want to startle you, but I can not let you enter this room or allow you to turn around." His lips were so close, that you could feel his lips at your earlobe. "Wh-Why not?" Your words were muffled through his hands.
You were completely overstrained from this whole situation. Your head full with questions and your body that seems to yearn for Mingi and Yunho. "Come with me, I will tell you everything I know, princess."
It was his second time calling you this pet name...but to your own surprise you didn't mind this mysterious man call you in such an intimate way. You nodded and he started to walk while taking you with him. Still not releasing both of his hands.
The both of you got into Studio 3 after he holds a card against the lock of the door. This room looked exactly like the one you woke up in. One couch and a table with some chairs around. The only difference was the vending machine with different drinks inside.
He leads you towards the couch. "You can sit down, but please do not look around, okay?" You nodded and he released both of his hands from your body. "Do you want to drink something?" "Yes, do you have water? please..." you fumbled with the hem of your hoodie while he stood up to get a bottle of water from the machine. You realised you didn't have your jacket anymore. Just another question, with no answer to it. You sighed. The man got behind you on the couch and handed you the bottle over your shoulders. "It will be everything okay, princess." he said with his calming low voice.
He stroke through your hair, to calm you down before he said: "So, you sure have a lot of questions, ask me anything. I promise I try to answer all of them, if I know the answer to them."
You thought about it, which one should you ask first. "Where is Mingi?" "He is laying on the couch you saw in our practice room. You both got quite worn out from your meeting. We thought it may be better to let you both rest before you see each other again." "Hmm..." you slowly nodded your head. You had suspected that it was Mingi on that couch.
"But why shouldn't I go into the room? I recovered from meeting Mingi."
"Well that is a bit complicated. There were the others in the room. I was just out to get some water and on my way back in I found you standing there. I don't know what would happen if you would have entered...." he thought about it a moment before he continued "....but it would for sure be really hard to take for your mind and body. You had this strong reaction with Mingi, who knows how it would have been with the other ones."
Your head was completely empty.
"The other ones?" you asked.
"Yeah, this is probably a lot to take in, and I don't know what you know about us....but to say it shortly: We are 8 Soulmates, all with the same mark."
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my 8 soulmates
FanfictionIn the world I'm living in are a phenomenon called "soulmates". The first historical evidence was in the late 1890th. At the beginning it was pretty unusual to have one, but nowadays one third of the population got one. You know it when you turn 18...