The Definition Of Forever (Inked Hearts 1)

One hundred

AN:

... I'm just gonna start off saying: I'm sorry....

Dedicated to @deepikajeeva 💜

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Diana first person POV:

"I still can't believe you're making me do this." He says, pacing back and forth in front of me in the small lounge room we're in at the BigHit building.

"Look, Bang PD went through all the trouble of finding her for us and paying for everything. The least we can do is meet with her this one time." I reason from where I sit on the couch. "Besides there may be..."

Jungkook halts abruptly and turns to look at me.

"What?!" he asks, his voice lowering and deepening. "There may be something wrong with us, with our bond. Is that what you were going to say?"

My silence is answer enough for him and losing the strength, I look away from his eyes and the hurt in them. Hurt that I've caused and has nagged and needled me ever since we first became soulmates.

Since that day on the roof, we've been by each other's sides for as much time as we can. And while it feels so right to be held in his arms, I still can't help but question...

Why couldn't I remember that we'd met before? Why did it feel as if it were a locked memory that only he could unlock? And why does it still feel as if I'm not allowed to be with him the way we are now?

What's wrong with me?

My memory of that day is still fuzzy and when I think about it, it feels as if I were looking into a fogged-over window that only allows a blurry image to show instead of the clear picture.

It's coming back to me, but... I still don't understand.

The soft footsteps of his sneakers on the floor grow louder as he nears me, and silently he drops down on one knee in front of me, peering up at my face and trying to catch my eyes with his.

But I can't look at him. I know I should... I need to... but... I just...

A hand settles on my knee and squeezes slightly. Another hand reaches up and fingers twine into the locks of my hair. I start to relax a bit as he softly touches me until he reaches over to the back of my left ear and strokes over my tattoo.

I inhale deeply as my eyes flutter closed and I lean into his hand the cups the side of my head and face, the feeling like a shimmering gold that ripples through me.

Slowly releasing a breath, I open my eyes and find my soulmate staring back at me with a smile in his eyes. The corners of my lips tug into a smile as well as I stare at him and tilt my head slightly.

"Hey," He says in a much softer tone but with the same fierceness. "We're soulmates. And no missing memory could change that. Don't beat yourself up for not remembering. There's nothing wrong with us, ok?" he asks the last bit and raises his eyebrows at me.

"Okay." I nod my head and wrap my arms around his shoulders, hugging him tight and letting his arms settle me. But then I feel a slight frown begin to take over my face as I feel him start to smirk, regardless that he's turned away from me. "But we're still doing this."

Jungkook lets out a playful groan at being called out and I chuckle into his shoulder. I know he believes that there's nothing wrong with our bond or us, but I can't help the questions that remain in my head. I just want to know for sure that everything's as it's supposed to be. "Nice try though."