Part Forty Three

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They were packing.

Not too many words had been exchanged between them.

Or touches

Or gazes

All seven had been quiet, their minds running with options, with scenarios, questions and what ifs.

It was hard to feel like they were one.

Because it didn't they weren't.

They were split in their decisions, in what they wanted to do, in how they felt, in how they feel about each other.

For the first time, they didn't feel like a team, like their loved was enough to solve this problem.

And they were running out of time.

Because as far as they knew, Aila had a couple more days before they all returned to the States.

A knock came in, disrupting the quietness in the rooms.

Taehyung and Yoongi heard it so they went out to check who it was. They were hoping it was one of the kids. Namjoon and Seokjin also stepped into the living room, seeing how Taehyung went to open the door.

Taehyung had a smile on his face, for he also thought maybe one of the kids came to tell them something before leaving. His smile disappeared, body telling tense as Adrian stood in front of him. They had stayed away from each other since the fight between him and Namjoon.

Seokjin and Yoongi both walked up behind Taehyung, putting their younger soulmate behind them then Namjoon took a hold of Taehyung's hand, pushing Taehyung behind him.

"Is there something we can do for you?" Seokjin spoke.

Adrian still couldn't believe he was standing in front of BTS. As a fan, this was insane. When his kids called and told him about how they got to met BTS and how they had personally offered to show them around South Korea, he thought his kids were lying. But then came the pictures they sent him, small videos, he got to see them in a call.

It was unrealistic.

He always thought there was another motive, but it never crossed his mind it was the fact his wife was the soulmate they all those years ago.

He thought they weren't.... attracted to the female anatomy.

"I came to tell you something."

Jungkook, Jimin and Hoseok heard the commotion and stepped out of their rooms, bodies quickly going towards Taehyung and standing behind Namjoon.

"What I came to say is very simple. I came here to get my family back and I'm not going to give up. I love Aila. And I will fight to get her to come back to me. Although there's not much competition. You guys left her, so I don't know why you're up your ass with this. I don't know why some of you keep looking at her like this was all her fault. Instead of being proud of how far your soulmate has come and the accomplishments she has made to this world while she was left alone, abandoned, completely destroyed with her bonds, you're mad about her not telling you she's your soulmate. I can't believe she was given such selfish people to call her own but honestly, I see why her bonds broke, because you guys would never have put her first. Because your career was everything. Because as long as it was you seven, what happened to the rest of her world didn't matter. She's the best thing that happened to me and she'll will continue to be part of my life. I was willing to give her some time to think about the possibility of getting to know you guys, but that's not an option anymore. Stay away from her and stay away from my kids." Adrian didn't hesitate as he spoke those words to them. He didn't falter or stutter. He didn't flinch or laid his eyes from their gazes.

"We have the right t—"

"No you don't! You have no right! The moment you decide to leave that fucking hospital and walk out as seven your decision was made and fate sealed. The fact that not once did you even think about reaching out to someone that was supposed to be yours, that you were supposed to cherish is the most fucked up thing I've heard in my life! She was your soulmate and in eighteen years you've never had second thoughts about her? And now that you met her, that even without bonds your hearts fell for her, now that you see the importance of what you've lost, after eighteen fucking years, you want her back?"

Adrian completely shut Yoongi up, his eyes casted to the ground.

"Didn't you say she planned all this, so she could get fucked by all of us."

Adrian felt his body flare with anger towards Namjoon. His fist tightened, mind imagining hitting Namjoon's face for a second time. Adrian took a deep breath. He didn't come here to fight.

"Unlike you, I'll spend the rest of my life making up for the words I told her. So thank you, for knocking my senses back to me Namjoon. Actually thank you, for walking away all those years, because I got to met the love of my life and build a family with her. I got to know what it means to bond to someone. To love. And I'll continue to do it."

Adrian didn't need to say anything more, so he took one more look at the seven men in front of him and turned around, leaving.

However, Namjoon still had a lot to say. His voice echoed as he stepped out the house and into the night.

"It doesn't matter whether you want to give her a chance. It's not up to you. It doesn't matter what happened because now, even if you don't want it, we will linger on her mind. We'll forever be present to her. Call it whatever you want, but our paths crossed after all this time and it's for a good damn reason. You don't get to chose."

Adrian felt his heart drop as his body stopped its tracks. He turned around, seeing the rest behind Namjoon, trying to peak out the house. He won't let Namjoon's word second guess his happiness to her. His decision to be with Aila was final. And nothing was going to change his mind.

Adrian smiled, feeling sorry for the men in front of him, "the reason is for you to see how much you fucked up. Simple. Have a great life."

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