Soulmates; a new beginning (pt2)

~12

The rest of the day flew by, we didn't do much, mainly sitting around the TV. It was fun and took my mind off of the events of the morning. Soon darkness took over the sky and everyone went to their bedrooms.

I stared up at the starred sky whilst Yoongi got changed in the bathroom. I looked down at the street, no one was around at this time, as expected. It did worry me that Yoongi's dad could come back, but I was hoping he had been scared off by Yoongi's warning.

A hand on my shoulder jolted me out of my thoughts, I turned and was met by Yoongi's gummy smile, "are you okay? You looked like you were thinking about something pretty deep..."
"Why is everything so dramatic in our lives, I never know what's going to happen tomorrow, which some people would find exciting, except my tomorrow always involves someone getting hurt." I sighed, knowing he wouldn't have an answer. "I just want to be like everyone else, they find their soulmate and then start a new life together, a happy life."
"But, if we were like everyone else, you might've never met Namjoon or Jungkook or Jin or J-Hope. And maybe this bond that we have wouldn't be as strong as it is now, if we didn't go through what we have." There was truth to his words, my life was destined to be this way, and so I shouldn't wish to change it.

"How do you do this?!" I stood and leant my head on his shoulder, closing my eyes. "Do what?"
"Always find some way to make me feel better." His arms wrapped around my waist and held me close. We stayed like that for a while, it was calming.

Soon I heard quiet snores, I opened my eyes and stood properly, Yoongi leaned towards me and I realised he had fallen asleep. I held in my laughter as I practically pushed him onto my bed, -it was closer so I thought I'd be easier.

I looked over at Yoongi's empty bed, and then at mine which Yoongi was sleeping in. Okay so where do I go?... on one hand me and Yoongi have slept next to each other before, but on the other hand I don't want to invade his privacy... "Just get over here" I heard Yoongi mumble, I giggled as I skipped over to him and jumped into the bed.

It was the middle of the night, I groaned as I felt an all-too-familiar pain below my stomach. I slowly sat up, breathing deep to get rid of the nausea. I walked into the bathroom and searched the cupboard for a hot water bottle, finding it and then walking to the kitchen. I was surprised to see Jimin filling a cup with water, "oh hey!" He rubbed his eye as if to check he was really seeing me. "Hey, what are you doing up?" I asked, as if it weren't obvious. "Got thirsty, and you?" His eyes met the hot water bottle in my arms, "oh, are you cold?" I laughed loudly, then quickly covered my mouth. "If only."
"Oh" he seemed to understand, "sorry"

I warmed up the bottle and hugged Jimin goodnight, then walked back to my room. I crawled back into bed, Yoongi seemed restless, probably because he was feeling the same pain. I groaned, again, and got up, again, walking into the bathroom and grabbing two ibuprofen tablets. I nudged him awake and passed him one, along with a glass of water. He was confused at first but then took both and downed the tablet quickly. He then lay back down and closed his eyes, I copied and waited for the pain to decrease before I could fall asleep.