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Jimin woke up from his sleep with a gasp.













His hands flew up to cup the side of his neck where the mark itched from the first touch of his fingers, an excruciating pain following soon after as if he got electrocuted except here the entirety of the pain alternated between his chest and the wound on his neck.





Tears sprang to his eyes as another wave of pain hit him, sweat trickling down the side of his head to mix with the salty tears that slid down his cheeks, pooling at his jaw for a brief moment before tumbling down to an inevitable death.







His fingers grasped the material of the hoodie that lay over his chest, fisting the cloth when something pulled at his chest, though weak but he was thrown off kilter by the onslaught of sudden feelings that rushed to him.













Longing. Hurt. Pain.












Jimin doubled over in pain, holding a hand over his chest, throwing the duvet away to slide down to the floor on his knees, tears darkening his black cotton pyjama pants.






All of a sudden, a feeling of emptiness replaced the pain in his heart but even then a sort of heaviness weighed him down.




He is heaving, unable to understand what he is missing, confused why his senses were firing with the fear of foreboding.




Something terribly wrong is going to happen or has it already happened?




He's not sure and jimin feels powerless, vulnerable and exposed in a way he never felt before , too weak and puzzled to fully understand what is happening.




Something in him is urging him to make everything right but how can he when he doesn't know what he is missing?







Amidst this chaos, his heart chanted one name like a prayer.













Taehyung.







Has something happened to taehyung?



No, no, no.


The bond.







Jimin's eyes widened in realisation.






The pain is from their bond.













He remembers taehyung saying something about the bond connecting the bearer of the mark with the one who initiated it and he vaguely recalls the sound of the hybrid's voice ringing in his ears.
















'Freshly mated ones are not supposed to stay apart'


'The bond, our bond is getting weak, jiminah'
















And he have read about how the bond helps to feel what the other is feeling and how it serves as a medium for communication between the mated ones.







So does this mean he is feeling what taehyung is-?






Jimin scrambled off the floor in unsteady steps when understanding dawned on him, legs moving into a sprint to skip down the steps of his house hurriedly with only one thought in his mind.










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