SCARRED

PART ONE

Y/N POV

"ARGH!" The scream echoed through your apartment, and twenty seconds later Jasmin stood in your doorway with a giant box filled with soulmate-patches.

"Where does it hurt?" Concern covered her face, a daily occurrence, but it still wasn't something you'd gotten used.

"Ankle please" You hissed as she touched your foot, doing your best to cover up the pain you felt. How the hell did it hurt this bad every damn time?

Every now and then, meaning every single day, your soulmate would do something that ended up causing you pain. It wasn't always as bad as today, sometimes it was only sore muscles. You knew he wasn't trying to be cruel or hurt you in any way, but you were worried about him. He was spreading himself too thin, and he needed a break, and you could feel it in your bones.

"Sorry you guys, you should know the drill by now but Jesus Christ that was a bad one" You smiled at the camera in front of you doing the best, not to let your thousands subscribers know just how bad it was this time. You were in the middle of a live video when the pain started, and there was nothing left to do than just let the patches do their magic.

"When did you first feel his pain?" You read the question out loud to let everyone in on just who you were answering. You thought a little and looked back into the giant lens, as you said:

"It was around... 2012-2013 I think, I can't remember the exact date or anything, but it wasn't long after I'd turned 15. I woke up in the middle of the night, covered in sweat while a screamed as loud as my lungs would let me. My parents practically knocked down my door, but before they'd even called the soulmate squad my pain was disappearing."

You shrugged your shoulders a little as you remembered the night. You had been so scared and afraid if he was hurting you on purpose, but your mother reassured you that wasn't the case.

"So yeah that's the time I discovered my mark. I decided to make this channel short after. I wanted to remember the pain that would one day lead me to my greatest pleasure, my greatest love. And I wanted him to be able to see what I went through, both the physically pain but also the thoughts and dreams that would fill my mind whenever I'd feel his presence."

You could feel how the tears tried to make an on-screen appearance, and you did your best to put up your strong front. There was no need to be weak, he had put you through worse than a bruised ankle after all. But deep down you knew the tears had nothing to do with that, no they had everything to do with how much you longed for him, and his soothing touch.

Jasmine looked at you with an apologetic smile and squeezed your leg a little to let you know she stood by you every painful step of the way.

"Anyways... Where were we?" You grinned at the camera, and the questions once again flooded in. You laughed a little at the praises and jokes people sent your way. Gosh how you loved your followers, words couldn't quiet describe the gratitude and admiration you had for these people. Because let's be honest, they followed your hectic life every day and lived to tell the tale. They deserved a lot of credit.

"What will your next cover be?" You stared into the wall as you slowly nibbled on your lip, thinking about the question. "Well I don't know, how about I put up a poll after this video and you'll decide? It's been a while since we've done that!"

You laughed at the hundred reposes you got, rolling your eyes as you said, "you guys are a little insane, let's just say it like it is. Don't get me wrong, I love it, but you sure are a crazy bunch"

The pain was long forgotten as you sat there and talked nonsense, and then a question popped up on your screen, one you couldn't quiet ignore.

"What does he do to make sure you feel loved despite the tremendous amount of pain he put you through? Wow good question." You sighed and grabbed the medallion that hung around your neck, something you always did when you were deep in thought. You shook your head and said:

"It's little things you know. He pinches his arm when he's nervous and needs to know I'm still with him. He kisses his hand every now and through the years I've just figured it's whenever he goes to sleep. He also does it when he knows he's caused me pain. Oh, look there it was!" You laughed out loud and continued "He gets a massage whenever I'm stressed out or tense and need to relax. It's small things really, things that are ours."

You grin as you read the next question: You really love him, don't you?

"Yeah, yeah I really do"

JIMIN POV

"Oh no, no, no!" He fell to the floor after he'd slipped on a towel in the practice room. The pain stung and the tears left his hooded eyes, staining his cheeks. He was used to the pain, if he had to be brutally honest, he himself didn't mind it. It reminded him that he was alive, and that he still needed to perfect his act.

The problem with it was the pain he always caused you. You were running around trying to live your best life and there he was hurting you once again.

He hit the floor with all the strength there was still left in your body. Jungkook was quickly by his side with patches in hand. After he discovered his mark BigHit had made sure they always carried bag full of them around.

"It's okay Kook, she was faster than you for once. I guess we're close to the same time zone" He looked up at the clock and smiled as he kissed his hand gently, hoping you would understand he was telling you just how sorry he was.

Namjoon walked over with the little black book he knew all to well. He smiled at his leader as he grabbed it and wrote down, the time, place an injury.

It had been Jin's idea to write it all down. This way he could keep track of the pain the two of you shared, but also what caused them. He had this fantasy of the two of sitting down together, sharing your war stories of how you broke your tailbone, and all the times he'd sprained any part of his body.

He laid back and after he'd scribbled his notes, thinking of you, and just how it would be to finally stand before you, being able to pull you into his arms. It was all he wanted, all he needed.

The door opened suddenly as Taehyung came running into the room basically screaming at the top of his lungs: "Guys you'll never guess what just happened!" He jumped up and down as he spoke, with his signature boxy grin and sparkling eyes.

"Yah, what now Tae?" Yoongi spoke from his spot in his corner as he sipped on yet another crappy coffee making him flinch in disgust.

"Were nominated for a soulmate award!" As the words left his mouth, he began running around the room with Jungkook right behind him. It was their first ever nomination at this particular award show.

"Really?! What song?" Jin ran to Taehyung and grabbed the letter from his hands as he kept on dancing like the happy and carefree boy he was.

"So?" Jimin said from his spot on the floor.

"Huh, it's an 'old' one you guys. But hey DNA finally got what it deserved"

Jungkook jumped up into the air as he screamed: "Let's get it!" Making both the boys and the staff laugh at the amount of energy he once again displayed.

I wonder if I'll see you there...