A BTS soulmate AU
On everyone's eighteenth birthday they receive two significant names permanently tattooed onto each wrist. On one wrist is the name of their soulmate; the person they will find true love and happiness with forever, but on the other...
What did you say your name was? I want to make sure I'll be screaming the right name tonight.
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~♡~
The sky above Taehyung was eerily grey as he sat with his back against a bare tree, it's fallen orange and yellow leaves tumbled on the ground around him in response to the light breeze. He hummed softly along with the classical music that played through his earphones, while he had his laptop open on his lap working through an essay on blow fish. It had been a month since the school semester had started, and Taehyung had grown to love moments like these where he could slip away from the day to day chaos and simply relax.
Unfortunately, moments like those never did last too long.
"You know, you can't avoid me forever," a familiar voice stated, loud enough to be heard over his classical tunes but not loud enough to grab any unwanted attention.
Taehyung huffed in annoyance, "Watch me," he taunted, purposefully avoiding eye contact with the other.
Jungkook slid into a crouched position and pulled an earphone out of his classmate's ear, "Tae," he calmly stated, "there are only two months left to complete our video project, we need to start on this."
Taehyung groaned, "Fine." He shut his laptop and turned his attention towards the younger, "What's our topic?"
"I thought you said you were going to pick a topic?"
"No, I specifically told you the week we received the assignment that it was your job to pick the topic." Taehyung sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose between his two forefingers, "Jungkook, it was literally the first and only text I sent to you."
Jungkook frowned and pulled out his phone, "Oh," he laughed awkwardly, looking at their very short text conversation, "well looky there, you did say that."
Taehyung rolled his eyes, "So we don't have a topic?"
"Not yet." Jungkook grabbed his tablet out of his backpack and opened their humanities class message board, "We'll just have to take whatever topic is left, saves us a step."
Jungkook scrolled through the class information board, his nose was scrunched in frustration and his lip stuck between his teeth as he nibbled on it absentmindedly. The wind blew through his dark hair, disheveling it. He brushed a tattooed hand through his locks, a habit Taehyung noticed he had back in high school. The older hadn't even realized he was staring until a strange feeling of warmth mixed with comfort flowed through him, but he quickly pushed it away and replaced it with frustration and bitterness.
"What's taking you so damn long?" he grumbled.
"I can't find the topic board," Jungkook snapped back, glaring at him, "hold your damn horses."
