Lilac

Chap 37: Fireworks

***italics means it was said in Korean****

Jimin woke up feeling great. He hadn't felt this rested in a long time. He didn't want to wake up, but the hushed voices around him were beginning to get annoying.

As much as he wanted to keep sleeping he decided to peek through to see what was going on. He realized Aila was wrapped up in his arms and they were in the living room. Everybody else was staring at them. The sun was shining thru the windows.

"Can you guys please be quiet. I'm trying to sleep." His husky morning voise made everyone jump.

Jimin settled deeper into Aila's arms, but soon jerked up when he remembered everything that happened at night. He felt ashamed of how he acted. He had hurt Aila, physically hurt her. Tried to punch his baby and had to get restrained on the floor. How Aila had begged to let him go cus she didn't want him to be hurt. How he pretty much forced her into what happened after that.

His jerky movements woke up Aila. She saw Jimin's face paled and panicked. How he moved away from her, without sparing a glance in her direction. She felt her heart sink. All of the bad thoughts came rushing into her. He didn't want her anymore.

"Jimin, baby what's wrong?" Aila tried to grab his hand but he pulled it from her grasp. He took the blanket off of him and rushed out the living room.

"Jimin!" Aila was about to run after him but was stopped by Namjoon. She had tears in her eyes.

"Baby, it's ok. Just give some him space. He needs some time to himself. He just remembered everything that happened yesterday." Namjoon took Aila into his arms. She was so short compared to him. The top of her head coming right at his mouth. But holding her always felt right.

Aila couldn't help but let the tears run down her face. All the the guys got worried. They never want to make her cry.

"Aila, look at me." He cupped her face, making her look up. She had, to him, beautiful brown eyes, arched thick eyes brows, plumpy lips. She was absolutely beautiful and she belong to them. Her hair was messy, locks of curls falling on her face. How did they get so lucky?

"Why are you crying?" All of the guys had crowded around the two. They needed to be near Aila.

They saw how her lip quiver; how she bit it so it would stop. Another tear rolled down her cheek. Aila felt someone come behind her, hugging her frame. To her surprise it was Taehyung.

"I'm so soo soo sorry for what I did yesterday. I wasn't thinking. I just wanted Jimin not to get hurt. I didn't think things through. I just wanted him not to be crazy because of the bond and now he won't even look at me! And what about you guys! I only meet you 2 days ago and I'm... I'm..." a sob escaped her lips, stopping her from saying what she really thought of herself.

Taehyung could feel her shoulders shake from her sobs. Everyone would do whatever to make her stop crying. It was breaking their hearts to see her like that. They all got closer, touching Aila one way or another. Trying to give her comfort.

"Aila don't you dare think we think any less of you because of what he made you do. You were only trying to calm him down and you did it the best way possible. If anything he should be apologizing to you."

Aila stopped crying for a bit.

"You guys don't think bad of me?"

"Why would we? You are our soulmate. Meeting with you is one of the best moments of our lives. We want you."

Aila kept looking at Namjoon trying to figure out of what he's sayin is true.

"She thinks we won't like her because of what she did. She thinks we will view her as less." At this explanation, all the guys were quick to hug her. They would never judge her for what she did. She was trying to calm Jimin down. To get him out of that hazy state. Even if it affected them just as the first time they meet. They didn't care. They would through endless nights of devouring each other if it meant they were to be with her. Even when it was very exhausting to burn out the exorbitant state.