Soul Markings | BTS SOULMATE!AU

3!|Infectious

Recap:

"The painting is very beautiful Noona," Jungkook complimented as i thanked him back.

"But why?" He asked, taking another glance at my painting, "Why a pink peony?"

I was about to answer him but the bell suddenly rang. Mr.Yang collected our paintings and hung them near the wall in front of the windows to let them dry as i packed my bag.

"That's a question for another time Kook," i told him instead,

because suddenly, I don't feel like talking about the flowers i just coughed up awhile ago.

i walked towards the garden to have my lunch, stopping under a cherry blossom tree, laying a plaid blanket and sitting on it. i took out my bento box and chopsticks before digging in.

you hummed in satisfaction as you munched on the katsu, closing your eyes as you savor the flavor. you were in your own little world until it suddenly got darker around you. you opened your eyes slowly before looking up at the towering figure above you.

"J-Jimin?" you curse yourself for stuttering, but you couldn't help it. from your angle, he looked like an angel. his body was covering the sun directly which caused the sun rays to shine around him making it look like he fell from heaven, his pink hair shined and blew along with the wind, making it look fluffier than ever.

"I didn't know you came to the same university {Y/N}," he spoke while taking a seat beside you, making you flustered as you faced away from him, not wanting to him to see the faint blush on your cheeks.

"I-I should be asking you that," you huffed, puffing your cheeks out, "I've n-never seen you here b-before,"

"It's probably because I and the maknaes skip class all the time until the hyungs found out and decided from today that they'll drop us off before work,"

"O-okay," you responded, cursing yourself once again for stuttering the whole time.

you both sat in awkward silence for a while. the only sounds were your occasional chewing and Jimin's deeps breath as he leaned his head against the tree, eyelids closed.

you caught yourself staring at him and snapped out of it, forcing your eyes to concentrate on your food.

"So have you found your soulmate yet?" Jimin suddenly asked, breaking the silence. you jumped abit due to his unexpected question, "Or should i say soulmates?" he joked, remembering what you said earlier in the cafe.

"N-no," you coughed abit, grabbing your bottle and gulping down the water to clear your throat, not wanting to throw up the pink peonies in front of Jimin. You quickly looked around your surrounding area, not noticing a bathroom or trashbin closeby. you'd usually just cough up here due to it being a garden, but since Jimin was here, you weren't going to do that.

You panicked, not wanting to cough in front of him. because you actually had people to talk to for once, and you didn't want to scare them off. scare them off because of your disease, your curse.

In this world, people believed that the Hanahaki curse was actually a disease and had the possibility of infecting others.

If a person smells the flower after it's newly coughed up, it's said that the person would end up getting infected by the hanahaki disease as well.

You hastily packed your things as Jimin turned around to gaze at the birds chirping around in the area. you stood up as quietly as possible and made a run for it, not caring if he heard you, you just needed to get out of there as soon as possible.

"{Y/N}? Hey, Where are you going?!"

I wiped out the spit that was hanging from my mouth, washing my hands afterward. i looked down inside the bin with a scowl.

Why won't you just go away?

"Augh!" my chest moved back abit as i felt something roughly hitting it. I grasp at my throat as i suddenly felt suffocated, trying to get an ounce of oxygen to no avail. i fell on my knees as tears pricked my eyes.

black spots started appearing as i forced myself up to get hearing patches from the nurse's office. crashing my self towards the bathroom door, swinging it open as i trudged out in a drunken manner, the lack of oxygen making my head spin.

"Who do we have here?" an oh so familiar voice said. my heart plummetted 6 feet under, knowing who it is.

Song Hana.

the teacher's pet, the straight-A student, the queenka, and the school's bully.

I rushed past her trying to get to the nurse's office not until the pain in my head suddenly doubles from the harsh tug she caused by using my hair.

"Where do you think you're going, whore?"

tears started brimming my eyes as she forced me to look at her face, scoffing as she threw me on the ground harshly.

"Crying already? Too bad your soulmates aren't here to save you yet," she laughs as she kicked my stomach, "Too bad you'll be dead before they find you, hopeless bitch," She then grabs a pair of scissors and forced me to sit up by tugging my hair again, cutting random strands of pieces as i helplessly look at them fall to the ground.

I forced myself away from her running as fast as i can towards the nurse's office, the spots in my eyes becoming bigger as i still couldnt breathe. I rapidly blinked away the tears and desperately threw my head at the plastic door, forcing it open.

"{Y/N}!"