ᴍɪɴᴇ | ʙᴛs ʜʏʙʀɪᴅ ғғ

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪɪɪ

ʜᴏsᴇᴏᴋ's ᴘᴏᴠ

"Mine."

The words came out in a throaty growl as I found my arms tightly wrapped around her torso in mere seconds. I squeezed her tightly, body flush against mine as I inhaled the delicious floral tones seeping from her body, hints of bubblegum greeting me; it had to be her shampoo.

"Hoseok—!" Yoongi's raised voice called out to me, clearly upset with the suddenness of my actions. But I couldn't help it—my mate, she was here. Both I and Yoongi went long years together, only counting on one another. We thought our companionship was all we needed, that it would make up for the gaping hole in our hearts. 

It wasn't enough. We longed for the day we both found our soulmate, longed for the day we'd be embraced with a warmth that could only be granted by them.

Every day we woke up, secretly wishing that would be the day we'd bump into our destined person. But each bittersweet night ended with disappointment and hope, hope that the next day would make up for the loss of the previous one. Not often did we voice our deepest heartaches towards each other, realizing it would only dimmer our moods further.

He had a different way of dealing with it, and he knew how I dealt with it. 

But now she was here. Standing in front of us. She was our mate—she was connected with the one person I was closest with. It filled my heart with complete joy and jubilation, knowing my destined soulmate connected the three of us with a bond so deep, whether they realized that or not.

I hadn't even realized that I was silently crying as I squeezed the life out of her, needing this closeness more than ever. I needed that reassurance. That she was real, that this wasn't a sick joke my mind was playing on me. It was selfish of me and I knew that, considering Yoongi longed for his soulmate just as much as I did.

Though, it took me a second to realize I wasn't the only one hugging her now. Blinking back a few of my tears, I raised my head a bit to see Yoongi right behind her, relishing in the comfort of his mate. A warm smile grew on my lips, tingles running down my body at the feel of her hands rubbing against my shoulder blades, squeezing lightly. 

This was so so perfect.

I was quick to bury my face into the side of her neck, Yoongi already nosing at her other side. She felt so good pressed against my body, as if we were made to mold together like this. A happy purr rumbled off my chest as I drowned in her sweet violet scent, happiness peaking in the air from all three of us.

I'm not sure how long we stood there, just basking in each other's scents before a velvety voice broke through the silence. "So... are you fine with this Hoseok?" My heart pounded against my ribcage at the smoothness of my name falling out her lips. It was so enthralling! Not to mention how her soft lips brushed against my neck as she spoke, warm breaths periodically hitting my skin. 

She was so cute!

"Of course I am." I murmured against her skin, purrs of contentment leaving my lips every so often. "We've been waiting for you for so long... why would I leave my soulmate because of the idea of having to share? So childish." I chuckled, leaving a chaste kiss on her neck, resulting in goosebumps crawling up her skin.

Pulling back just enough to see her face, I realize why Yoongs turned into absolute putty in front of this woman. Not only was she undeniably beautiful, but the way she'd touch me—look at me—left my heart short-circuiting. My breathing damn near stopped in that moment, hypnotized by her foxy eyes that lured me in, fingers running against my back muscles in the most painfully teasing way.