Marked Souls

26-Meeting the Family

Y/N POV

I got up early like I always do and noticed that Namjoon's door was closed. I guess he is sleeping as he should. I grabbed my phone and earbuds and headed to the private gym on the floor to run. I heard someone in the gym. I thought we were the only ones on this floor. I opened the door and there was my soulmate working out, looking all sweaty and sexy as hell.

He looks up and smirks then I realize I had been staring.

"Good Morning." I say my cheeks warmed.

He smiles, "It is now."

Now I know I am bright red. There is no covering this even with my skin tone.

"Sweet talker." I hit back

"It's not sweet talk if it's true." he winks at me, something I have him do multiple times to ARMY but this time instead of getting shy like I have seen before he confidently walks up to me not breaking eye contact. I feel so small as I have to incline my head up to keep the contact.

"You're beautiful." he says in the deepest voice, his eyes full of emotion.

I look down, breaking the connection, not being able to handle the pull.

"Thank you."

I look up to see him shake his head and step back.

"I am going to take a shower and when you are done I will order us breakfast."

"Sounds good." I jump on the treadmill, throw on my earphones, and let the music take over.

Before I knew it we were on the road headed to his family's house and my nerves started to fill me. I wonder what they expect? I know I am not traditionally pretty for Korena hell, I am a curvy, tan-colored girl and always stuck out of a crowd. It has never bothered me when people make comments on my looks or the fact that the clothing stores don't always have clothes that fit me but right now I am feeling a little insecure.

"Jagi you okay?" He asked taking me out of my thoughts at this point I am happy he did.

"Yes of course." I smile trying to cover my nerves.

He smiled and grabbed my hand.

Just the touch helped with the nerves.

"Don't worry about just be yourself and everything will be good." he squeezed my hand in reassurance.

We pull up to the house. It was simple with a beautiful front yard. He opened the door slid out and held out his hand. I grabbed it and we started to the front door.

Namjoon POV

She takes my hand, and a sense of pride comes over me. As a young boy, we were always told stories about meeting and bringing home your SoulMate. As the years went by I watched my other family members bring home their Soulmates and the big celebrations. I know that because of my status as an Idol it wouldn't be a big celebration but as soon as we bond then we will have a big celebration with our friends and family that is for sure.

I look over to my Jagi and smile. She is holding onto my hand like it was the only thing holding her together. I gently squeeze her hand and she looks up and I smile "Ready?"

"Yes" she replied.

I knocked on the door and I heard my sister yell on the other side of the door "They're here" and footsteps running up the stairs. The door opens and my Appa smiles.

"Annyeonghaseyo Appa." I smile and bow to my Appa

"Namjoon." he grabs me into a hug. He lets go and I grab my Y/N's hand.

"Appa this is Y/N"

"Annyeonghaseyo" she says and bows.

"Nice to meet you." my Appa replies and steps aside "Come in." He winked at me, making me chuckle.

We walked into our living room and my Eomma came out of the kitchen, wiping her hands on her apron.

"Adeul" she walks up and hugs me. "Perfect timing dinner is just finished

"Eomma this is Y/N."

"Annyeonghaseyo nice to meet you." My mom welcomes her.

I hear a loud squealing noise as my sister comes running down the stairs and straight into my arms.

"Kim Kyung Min this is Y/N, Y/N this is my Yeodongsaeng (little Sister)" I smile watching my sister bow and my Y/N and return the bow

"Please call me Kyung. I am so happy to finally meet you."

"Glad to meet you too." Y/N Smiles

My Eomma smiles "Dinner is ready."

We walk into the dining room. My mom starts uncovering all my favorite dishes.

"So Y/N Namjoon tells me you are going to school to become a translator or Teacher."

"Yes, I have about a year to go." She smiles answering my Appa

The night continued with questions being asked and answered full of laughter. Before I know it the night is slipping away and we are walking to the door leaving for the day with promises of future visits. I feel a warmth in my heart seeing my family and her interact. It adds to the need to bond with her.