Glow

Missed One!

Taehyung shakes his head. 'Not body intimate, soul intimate.' He rattles off something in Hangul, and I struggle to catch a word or two. Giving up I just look blankly at him. Noticing my problem Taehyung raises his voice a bit, calling Namjoon over.

'I really gotta buckle down and get Hangul figured out.' I mutter as Namjoon approaches. Taehyung nods at my statement, but speaks to Namjoon instead.

'He says that the soul bond has been changing not because of physical contact, but because of intent. It could be emotional, but it could also be something else, something deeper.' Namjoon slowly translates. It's weird being surrounded by the two tallest members, but I don't exactly feel hemmed in, more like protected, as if there is a warmth radiating off them.

'So then I just need to figure out how to make that contact with you then?' I ask, looking from Taehyung to Namjoon who just listens silently. Taehyung nods in response.

'Right. Connect on other level.' His deep voice lowers, as if mimicking the levels needed to go. Namjoon smirks and walks away.

****

After getting help from Jungkook and Hoseok on the where and how to do laundry I get my yoga mat to stretch while the machines are running. Efficiency, thy name is Y/N.

I head back to the main room and put the rolled mat down to one side as I see Yoongi on his laptop at the desk, Namjoon on the phone out on the balcony beyond the window wall, and Taehyung reading ... a script I think.

Pausing to get Yoongi's attention I wait until he looks up from his computer and removes the ear buds.

'I can't keep taking Namjoon's bed. I don't know where he slept last night, but he deserves his bed back. Where am I going?' I ask, a little bluntly. Yoongi looks over his shoulder at Namjoon on the phone, pacing the length of the balcony, completely oblivious to us. When his gaze finally returns to me he shrugs.

'A spare bedroom has always been available to our families, down the other wing.' He points in the opposite direction from the hallway leading to their rooms. Looking I see a glass door, translucent and dark from the lack of light from the other side.

'I'll show her hyung.' Taehyung says, jumping up reaching to grab my hand. When Yoongi nods and puts his earbuds back in I follow, feeling like a puppy on a leash. The excited Taehyung opens the door and the hall light turns on. I can hear the air system kick in, activating in this area. 

As we pass rooms he tries to say what they are, both in Hangul and English.

'Helseujang. Gym.'

'Jimjilbang. Sauna.'

'Hwajangsil. Bathroom.'

'Chimsil. Bedroom.'

This hallway is shorter than the main one, so I ask the obvious question. 'Where is the sound rooms?'

Taehyung nods, figuring out what I meant. 'Other side. First rooms. Cheos beonjjae bang.'

Remembering the doors in the other walkway before the turn I nod. 'Where can I stretch?'

He cocks his head, looking confused. 

'Yoga.' I try again. Still not quite understanding I pull him back down the hallway to the main room where I stashed my mat. Once I grab it he understands and rushes back down the newly explored hall. When he comes back he has another mat under his arm, ready to join me I guess.

We set up in the unused space in the main room. I show him how I set my phone and earbuds up to listen and focus on my forms and he goes and grabs his.