1 year.
1 girl.
And the 7 men who own her heart.
When she applied for the job, she thought she'd just be teaching in South Korea and getting a fresh start. Little did she know, she'd be signing up to shred her soul into seven little pieces.
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We're less than one day post-Sob Fest 2k19 yet the boys rally for their last schedule on the US promo trip, which happens to be the most important event: the fan meeting. They've never done a stateside one so, of course, it's garnered a lot of attention from both fans and the media. And since it's limited to only a certain number of lucky ARMY, the pressure is on to make it worthwhile.
We get up early and try to maintain a sense of normalcy. Jin helps me make breakfast, singing sweetly between peppering my face with soft brushes of his full lips. All of them greet me with good morning kisses and bright smiles. We laugh and tease each other and pretend like nothing is wrong. However, I can feel them holding back as if they're afraid of another tearful outburst. And I can't pretend I don't see the dark circles under their eyes. I have no idea when the older four got back from speaking with the managers but they simply tell me that it's being looked into and not to worry without any more explanation.
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After we've finished eating and I'm in the shower with Jungkook, I notice that even the way he touches me is different. He only kisses me softly under the hot spray, feigning indifference to anything beyond that sweet contact despite his body's very pronounced response.
"JK?" I begin, looking up at him as he lathers his hair with shampoo.
"Hmm?"
"I'm sorry...about yesterday. For yelling at you."
He smiles softly. "It's ok, Noona. I know you weren't angry at me." He leans forward and leaves a kiss on my nose before stepping back to rinse his hair.
"So you're not mad about the apartment?" I ask, grabbing the conditioner. I squeeze out a generous dollop and then reach up to massage it into his dark strands.
JK gives me a half-smile and shrugs a shoulder. "I'm not. Of course, I want you to live with me, but I understand why you feel like you can't. We'll figure it out."
I nod, then ease his head back to rinse out the conditioner, making sure to give his scalp a little love.
"Do you not like how things are now?"
He swipes the water out of his eyes then looks at me. "What do you mean?"
"The eight of us. You don't like that I'm with you all?"
JK let's out a breath while moving his tongue around against the inside of his cheek in contemplation. "I don't dislike it. If this is the only way I can have you, then ok. But yes, I want you to myself. And I'm not the only one."
"But how can you want me? When you know I'd still be in love with six other men? That I would still be thinking of them...wanting them? You're enough, baby. You're more than enough. But I can't just shut off my feelings just because I move out of the dorm or the contract expires. And it's not fair to you to be devoted to only me when I'm thinking about other men, you know?"
