Cursed Fate

Chapter 33- we're here for you

NAMJOON POV:

Entering the house was like being hit with a ton of bricks, the auras of all of my soulmates were all different but there seemed to be a permanent darkness and anger that had descended upstairs and if I focused and narrowed it down, to the master bedroom.

The easy comfortable smile that had been on my face slipped off and my hand tightened on Yoongi hyung's shoulder, steps faltering as I tried to think of what could've happened that had plunged my soulmates into this pool of misery.

"Kookie what happened?" I breathed, watching as everyone's gazes snapped to him, Hobi's own face tight. He'd sensed the energy levels no doubt.

"I don't know the full story..." he tailed off but the expression on his face was anything but unbothered.

I felt a nervousness settle deep in my gut, heavy and burdensome, and all of us followed Kookie up the stairs and into the bedroom where my heart wrenched violently at the sight.

Tae and Jin hyung were sitting upright, Jin hyung's back resting against the bedframe and on his lap was Tae who turned to look at us but his expression was distraught and utterly shattered. Next to them was Jiminie who had a hand settled on Jin hyung's arm, trying to give them reassurance whilst attempting to compose himself.

I hated seeing any of my soulmates upset and I could feel my aura swirling with anger, barely restrained fury.

Surprisingly, it was (Y/N) who rushed forward first, reaching the bed, and clambering on. Her hands nervously fluttered around them trying to assess what was wrong.

"Are you hurt?" she fretted and it was Yoongi who voiced something we were all unaware of.

"(Y/N) is a healer." He said, words soft and tender even whilst his eyes were seething with rage.

A healer. The thought of learning her ability momentarily distracted me, a sense of marvel piercing through the rage before I placed it to the back of my mind. That was thought for another time.

She didn't wait for an answer and instead drew their hands in either of hers, trying to sense if there was any injuries on them. Relief shot through her face and a breath I hadn't realised I had been holding, rushed out of me. They weren't physically hurt.

Tae didn't say anything instead he tugged (Y/N) towards him, her hand slipping out of Jin hyung's, eyes wide with alarm and tenderly and so carefully pressed their heads together, noses lightly brushing.

His eyes slid shut and tears fell out from underneath them, tears (Y/N)'s fingers were quick to reach up and dart away but they kept pouring. (Y/N) leaned forward and ever so gently brushed her lips against the soft skin under his eyes, lips damp with the salty tears as she kissed them away softly.

Tae's eyes fluttered open in surprise.

"What is it Tae?" she whispered but her voice carried through the otherwise silent room.

"Promise me no matter how hard life ever gets you'll reach out to one of us. That you won't vanish and leave us behind." He begged; voice frantic for reassurance.

The implications behind his words were clear. He didn't want her to have poisonous thoughts, suicidal thoughts. But where had that suddenly sprung up from?

If she was shocked, she didn't show it.

"I promise Taehyungie." She confirmed sensing that he needed the reassurance more than anything else at the moment.

"Now does anyone want to tell us what this is about?" Yoongi hyung demanded, voice slightly hoarse.

TAE POV: