The Only One For Them (A BTS Soulmate AU)

Chapter 30

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I love y'all I swear 💜✨

Third POV

"Soo-Mi it's the last day of their California concerts before they go to Vegas. After that, it's fucking Texas. You MUST get me backstage tonight!" So-Jung complains. It's been insistent over the last few days when she first landed, but now, it's worse. She has a dire need to see them as if she'll combust if she doesn't.

"Say I get you backstage. Then what? Hmm!? You're not even supposed to be around them So-So! How can we possibly make this happen?" Soo-Mi paces, raking her hands through her shoulder-length hair as she yammers lowly. "Fuck! I'm gonna lose my job. I went through 4 interviews to even get this shit! It was just a little assistance from their soulmate after all. Maybe I overreacted? Now So is here... Goodness, this is bad! What if they find out that she's here? So-So, what if they find out that I made sure you got here?! What the hell am I gonna-"

"Could you just stop and sit for a second!" So-Jung, reaching peak irritation, stops her friend from continuing. She'd come way too far to back out now. There's no way she was leaving the States (if she does at all while BTS is there), without having a conversation with them. If they could just work out a way for her to get backstage, the mission could be successful. Maybe a good disguise and keeping her off of Ari's radar. 20 minutes of pondering later So-Jung thumps her toe against her friend's makeup suitcase."Aishhhhhhhhhhh I got it!", she turns slowly to the traveling clothing assistant. Soo-Mi looks from So-So, to her bag and back again. "Bitch..... NO!"

Seokjin POV

"Fuck baby, right there."

"Here? Mmm, how bout that?"

"That's my spot! Deeper please!"

"I got you."

"Deeper! Harder!"

"I am!"

"Dee-"

"Fuck Hoba! Do you want me to stomp on the cramp and then death-drop on your back!?" Our Angel squints her eyes and burns a hole straight through Hobi's.

"No no no, I was just joking baby! All good here." He shifts his eyes from side to side, cheesing intensely.

Yeah, he's desperately searching for help.

"Don't look at me. I'm not going down for you." Joon fixed his glasses with a smirk of his own and went back to reading his book.

The last time we got stared at like that, she threatened to throw these 'Pop-Its' fireworks at our feet when we walked. Said we wouldn't die as she and her cousins didn't as kids. We were too busy playing the game that we gave the threat, not a lick of thought. Especially since she did it as a kid it must be harmless fun, but we were sadly mistaken.

Oh how easily we forgot.

Ari doesn't make threats.

She makes promises.

When we got up to finally clean when we were ready, she had already done everything. Seconds later, you could hear popping sounds and shrieking from feet being damn near sparked. Then, she made us sweep it all up AND make our dinner. ON OUR OWN! Set me up to cook with the lot of them knowing the chaos that ensues with all of us in the kitchen at once. That was a personal punishment.