Cursed Fate

Chapter 14- the first night

(Y/N) POV:

Entering their home was like entering a dragon's den, I felt suffocated and on edge. This was their territory, their space, their refuge, it wasn't a place for me to be in, to intrude or to belong in. It screamed to me that I was an outsider entering the haven they had already made themselves and being surrounded by them felt like the walls were closing in, like predators circling their prey. I didn't feel safe.

I tentatively followed them in, small footsteps as I entered a foreign space, eyes briefly scanning the walls adorned with photos, with artwork before my eyes slid away quickly fearful of how they'd respond to my intruding eyes. We entered the living room, all of them piling in with ease and familiarity as they sunk into the couches and armchairs. I pulled at my sleeves trying to scan for an empty space to sit in. A seat that didn't have anyone else on, I carefully edged my way to the lone armchair that sat some space from the others, eyes not missing the way they draped themselves over each other, bodies pressed together with a casual intimacy. One I yearned for. But I would never get.

"(Y/N)-ah...why don't you sit here?" Seokjin gestured to the empty space next to Taehyung on the large couch where he sat with Jimin and Jungkook. They looked up smiling at me, Taehyung patting the space next to him eagerly.

I tensed slightly at the invitation; the worst had already happened. They already knew who I was.

"Come on (Y/N)-ah, sit next to me." Taehyung's voice rolled out, low and deep as his hands tapped at it, tone heavy with persuasion pulling at me to move my limbs and cooperate. I made the mistake of meeting his eyes, I froze, I couldn't dart them away for some reason. His eyes were drawing me in, as he repeated his request, words washing over me and even though I really didn't want to I found my body operating as though beyond my will. It suddenly clicked to me that Taehyung's ability must have something to do with persuasion and hypnosis, and I felt a sliver of fear knowing that he held the power to make me be able to do anything to his will and I would be subject to it, powerless. But my mind acted subconsciously, trying to break the bonds of his ability as it ensnared me, pulling free from the web when I suddenly gasped, body slumping back into the armchair when I was in control again.

I gasped shallowly, meeting his eyes with fear, I couldn't have history repeating itself.

"Please, please...." I muttered.

He tilted his head quizzically. Did he really not know what he had done? Or was he acting innocent?

"D-don't pretend. Don't act like you didn't just use your ability." I said, body still reeling from the aftereffects of fighting off his ability.

His eyes widened and he shook his head frantically.

"I swear I would never, I think it was an unconscious act of my soul trying to pull you towards me." He said, face riddled with guilt.

I felt my resolve crumble, as much as I was wary of them, I trusted my ability to judge personalities and he honestly didn't seem like he'd do that. But was I making a mistake in trusting him? Were my walls falling and I did nothing to put them back up?

Taehyung looked devastated and even though I wanted them to never learn that I was their soulmate, it bothered me to see him in pain. I could even feel it transmitting through the bond, even though I tried to ignore its existence. It was no use, his guilt was swamping me, almost making me feel as though it was coming from me.

I slowly stood up, nervously walking over before stopping in front of him. My hoodie-clad hand reaching out to gently pat his shoulder in what I hoped came across as reassurance.

"It's okay, mistakes happen." I mumbled.

"Aww, you're too cute (Y/N)-ah!" Taehyung piped up before his hand darted out to pull me down next to him, I tensed slightly but felt relieved when I realised, he couldn't contact my skin. I felt stiff sitting next to him, legs angled away so they wouldn't brush against his accidentally. I couldn't relax, I felt too on edge, feeling their eyes weighing down on me even as I kept my head lowered slightly, trying to hide behind my hoodie as much as possible.