Unwanted--BTS--Soulmate AU

Mine

Song: wish that i could by UMI

Yoongi and I spent most of the day in bed the morning after we reestablished our bond. We ordered room service and just spent hours talking and getting to know each other. He told me all about his album release and his world tour. I absolutely loved watching his eyes light up as he talked about his work. The little sparkle in his eye shone the brightest when he spoke about how supported he felt by ARMY and how much fun he had performing for them. My heart ached and I felt incredibly guilty about missing it all.

"Hey. What was that? I thought I felt ...sorrow?" he asked me, his expression full of concern.

My eyes darted away from him to examine the wall as I responded. "Yeah....I just...wish I was there with you."

He leaned forward and gently grabbed my chin, turning my face back to his. "But you were. The day it was released, I sat down and wrote you a letter. I took photos for you in every city I performed in. There wasn't a single day that we weren't with me, aein."

He stared deep into my eyes with so much sincerity that it felt like I was drowning all over again. A few silent tears managed to slip down my cheeks before he caught them with his thumb and kissed my forehead.

I relaxed back into his arms as he told me all about the different foods he tried and what he thought I'd like the best. After a few hours, I tried to get up but he held me down, refusing to get off of me until I'd promised to lay with him for five more minutes. After another ten rounds of five more minute promises, I told him we'd better go or else we'd get kicked out for staying past checkout time.

He'd only grinned and told me that he'd already arranged for us to stay for a few more days. He wanted us to spend more time together in order to reconnect. He called it a "soulmate moon." The problem was that I had almost nothing with me except the clothes on my back. But Yoongi had simply waved off my concerns and let me borrow one of his t-shirts to wear around the suite.

After a light lunch, we both lounged in bed just looking at one another. I was laying on my left side, with my hand propping up my head with Yoongi mirroring my position. I searched his eyes for a moment before whispering, "I'm sorry I never told you about Hunter. I was just so ashamed. I never wanted you to see me as less than...well less than you already did I suppose. It wasn't the right thing to do and I'm really sorry."

He watched me quietly for a moment and then reached over and tucked a piece of my hair behind my ear.

"I'm sorry too. I never gave you an opportunity to try. I was an idiot. The worst type of man. I was too stupid to understand before, but after you left, I spent every night praying to all the gods in the universe to bring you back to me. And now, I'll be thanking my lucky stars every single night for a second chance to earn your love."

Tears pooled in my eyes at his words. I played them back in my mind and searched for sarcasm or insincerity, but all I found was honesty. It was still so unbelievable to me that this man, my idol, my soulmate, my everything actually loved me back. But a part of me worried endlessly about what would happen when, not if, Hunter resurfaced.

I clutched the bed sheets as I whispered, "What am I going to do about Hunter?"

He scowled and grabbed my hand, bringing it up to his lips and kissing my fingers before he responded.

"Listen closely to me, aein. There is no you anymore. There is only us. And we are going to deal with him accordingly. Decisively and brutally. There will be nowhere on earth that motherfucker can go where I will not find him and destroy him."

The savage expression on Yoongi's face startled me at first but then a thrill went through me at the thought of Yoongi hunting down my worst enemy. My hind brain was savagely pleased with my soulmate's protective and bloodthirsty instincts.