Soulmate Searcher || K.NJ

Wings

"Where the fuck are we?" I screamed to the man carrying me in his arms as we're flying to an unknown location.

"We're going to the H.Q, the guardians will tell us what's happening." He didn't even look at me, his faced filled with confusion and disbelief.

"Can I ask a question?" I asked.

"You just did," he laughed. "Sure, go ahead."

"Why can't you guys fall in love?"

There was a moment of silence that fell over us and his wings slowed down.

"You'll know why when it's the right time," he answered sternly. I'm so used to seeing him with a bright smile, but he looked so serious in this moment that it kind of scared me.

***
We finally landed to wherever the H.Q was.

"This looks like a club," I said plainly, turning towards him. He just pushed me inside.

"Ah, Hobi, long time no see, I'm guessing the usual?" An old man behind the counter asked with a dry laugh. Finally, a smile returned to his face.

"Not tonight I'm afraid, I need to meet with the bosses."

The man nodded and pressed a button underneath a beer glass. Hoseok got up and slightly nodded towards the man before heading to the back as I quickly followed behind.

He moved a dark purple curtain out of the way and there sat one woman and two men. Hoseok bowed and took a seat.

"Who is this?" The woman asked with a soft smile on her face.

"This is y/n, she is the reason I'm visiting you tonight," he explained.

Their faces morphed into confusion.

"What's wrong?" The man on the left spoke up.

Hoseok pushed up his glasses and took a deep breath.

"Her soulmate is the problem."

"That's impossible," the man to the right said. "The book has never been wrong," he spoke, looking defensive.

"He should know, he created the book," the woman defended.

"Yeah? We'll this time, it's wrong," he turned towards me. "Go ahead, tell them who your soulmate is," he gestured.

"His name is Namjoon," I said clear as day.

Their faces dropped, and any sign of color had left their skin.

"Y-you have to be joking," the man on the left said.

"I'm not, I promise, I saw him in the vision the book gave me, he had blonde hair and an unforgettable smile," I said, crossing my heart.

The three adults huddled together, whispering too lowly for me to hear.

"What are they doing?" I whispered to Hoseok.

"Probably freaking out and trying to come up with a temporary solution," he said nonchalantly.

"We've come up with a temporary solution," the woman says. I looked at Hoseok with a bewildered expression.

"We'll try to see if there was a mistake made and see if anyone else is compatible with you," the woman said, giving me her best 'please say yes' smile. The man on her man to her right looked as those she just completely degraded his creation.

"I mean, I guess, I don't really have a problem with that," I said. They looked relieved.

"We'll talk more about this tomorrow. Hobi, take her home," the man to the left said.

He nodded and bowed one more time before leading me back to the bar.

"How did everything go?" The man from earlier asked.

"As expected, but I have to drop y/n off, I'll talk to you later," Hoseok said, giving the man a heart warming smile.

The man nodded and let us go.

***
"Why do they call you Hobi?" I asked as we took flight again.

"It's a nickname I was given a long time ago," he answered.

"Can I call you that?"

"Sure, I don't mind."

"Great, I felt like Hoseok was too formal." He gave a small chuckle.

***
"Here you are," Hobi said, landing on my apartment balcony.

"Aren't you scared of getting caught?" He looked at me and smiled. "What?"

"When we fly, we're protected by a cover, no one can see us," he explained, as if I was supposed to know this already.

"That means they couldn't see me either?" I questioned.

"Nope."

"Okay, this was a lot, I'm heading to bed, we can talk tomorrow," I said, feeling my eyelids start to grow heavier.

"Okay get some rest, hopefully we'll have this figured out by tomorrow," he said biting his lower lip.

"Me too."

And with that, he was off.

What the fuck did I get myself into?