The Eight | A BTS Soulmate Fic |

Chapter 50

Jimin was waiting for his wife in the suite when they finally came through the door for the meeting that morning. He grabbed her before anyone else had a chance to say anything and pulled her to sit on his lap on the couch. Caressing her face with one hand and looking into her eyes he said "Good morning, Yeppeun. Did you sleep well?" She gifted him with a secret smile and answered,

"Yes, love, I did. Waking up was even better than my dreams, though." she said as she leaned in to kiss his smiling lips. She was trying so hard to keep the kisses innocent, but between memories of their shared morning and Jimin pushing for more, it proved impossible.

   The door opened again, and Taehyung entered with a huge smile on his face. When he saw The Muse on Jimin's lap, he laughed and poked at Jimin's ribs until he finally relinquished her lips, giving Tae a chance to lean in and give her a sweet good morning kiss that made her heart feel full.

Jungkook, on the other hand, came in and took one look at his wife Jimin's lap, picked her up, and settled in a nearby chair with her in his arms.

"Yah!" Jimin exclaimed, "I need our wife this morning! I've had her through our connection, now I want to hold her."

    The Muse felt his annoyance and jealousy, and wanted to move to get off of Jungkook's lap, but Jungkook was having none of it. Wrapping his arms around her tighter he told Jimin, "I have not had my wife yet this morning. In fact, I haven't been with her for a few days now, and I need to have my time with her, too." That statement had all of the Warriors attention.

    The Muse was looking between them, at a loss as to what to do here. She wanted everyone happy. She wanted to be with Jimin. She wanted to be with Jungkook. She wanted to be with Taehyung. She wanted to be with Yoongi. Damnit, they were all her husbands, how was she supposed to choose one over another? It wouldn't be fair. But with Jungkook touching her, his intentions were to keep her and kiss her. She was unable to move away, even to keep an argument from happening. Closing her eyes, she breathed deep and thought, trying to find a solution.

     It was Yoongi that came to the rescue. He had been sitting in her head, watching her reactions to it all. He saw how upset she was about Jimin and Jungkook squaring off because of her, and how she somehow couldn't take the steps necessary to stop it. He wondered why that was? What was stopping her? It didn't seem to be something she had any control over. Yoongi was very curious about that.

    In the end, he took pity on her, and the fellow husbands, as he stood in front of her and held out his hand to her. He was still in her head when she reflexively reached out to take his hand, again he noticed that she didn't seem to have control over the action. Again, Jungkook pulled her toward himself and nuzzled into her neck before Yoongi intervened, "Jungkookie. She is not just yours. Yeppeun belongs to all of us. Give her your good morning kiss and let her go."

    Jungkook had a moment of wanting to tell his hyung to fuck right off and that she was his, but thought better of it. Caressing her cheek, he gave her a sweet kiss that said more than words ever could before letting her go, and allowing Yoongi pull her up from his lap. He walked her over to the side of the room, away from everyone else, and showed her to her own chair in the corner. Leaving her there, Yoongi went back to the group to start the morning meeting.

    The managers had watched the scene in silence, taking it all in. Sejin started the meeting addressing the issue, "Boys, we need to talk about the upcoming shows. Every show is important. But we also have Wembley Stadium coming up next week. Not only is that a first for you, It's a first for Korean artists in general. Plus, it will be broadcast live all over the world. You need to be on your game and be focused on your work in order for these shows to be as great as they need to be."

    He glanced back at The Muse as he said the last sentence. She understood. She was a distraction. She needed to think about how to stay out of the way. That was a little difficult with her husbands vying for her attention. But she needed to figure it out in order for them to focus better on their work. As the meeting continued her mind wandered to something Yoongi had said. "She belongs to all of us." It made her sad. It made her sad because it was true. She didn't belong to herself anymore. She had no autonomy. No independence. She was basically something they owned. Controlled. And there was not a damn thing she could do about it. This was her life now. Not that she didn't love her husbands and warriors. She did. But she had absolutely no choices in this life.

    Jinnie interrupted her morose thoughts by telling her that her toothbrush and backpack were still in his room. She was thankful for a chance to brush her teeth. Her breath was nasty.

She didn't make eye contact with anyone as she followed Jinnie out of the suite, still lost in her own head. She felt Jungkook touch her mind, Jimin caress her cheek and Taehyung pat her bottom as she brushed her teeth. How was she supposed to keep from distracting them when they had unlimited access to her like that?

    The Brazil show had fantastic energy. The crowd was so into the show, and sang along in Korean better than she could. The Muse tried to stay as quiet and out of the way as she could in her little cubby under the stage. Her husbands checked in often, and she answered them with love, but kept it short so they could focus on work.

    She was so bored. Watching the performances was fun and exciting. But the rest of the day consisted of staring at walls and accidentally napping,

     As promised, Yoongi informed everyone that she was staying with him that night. They were flying to England the next day, but their flight didn't leave until later in the day, so they would hopefully have some extra hours together. She missed Yoongi, so much. He didn't feel angry anymore, but she knew they still had plenty to work through.