"Mmm...uau! I don't think I'll ever be tired of your cooking. It is soo good!" I comment. Mouth full of the delicious stew he cooked. Honestly, if he wasn't a singer, he could have been a chef.
"Gomawo. I can cook you whatever you want." Jin offers with a smile.
"Careful, I might take you up on that offer." I tease with a pointing look.
"You are welcome to." He replies from across me with Jungkook and Hoseok sitting on both sides while Jimin and Namjoon take up the space on my sides and Taehyung sits beside Namjoon. Yoongi isn't home; he really is missing out on some good food.
When Jin saw the mark on Namjoon's finger, he was surprisingly cool with it, even happy: dare I say. Jimin and Taehyung don't know about it yet, but something tells me Jimin might have a similar reaction to Jin, and well, I don't know Taehyung enough to be predicting his reaction.
"Yah! Namjoon-ah, don't you have something to tell?" Jin says suddenly, catching me off guard. Is telling them while eating a good idea? I don't want to be presumptuous, but I mean, what if they don't like it? I hope they don't leave the table.
"Hmm..." Namjoon voices out, trying to chew faster so he could tell. "Guess I wasn't wrong." he displays his finger again with a shit-eating grin on his face. Wait, wasn't wrong? Did he tell them already?
"What do you mean?" I ask, my eyebrows shifting into a frown as I turn to him. But he isn't the one answering my question.
"Namjoon hyung tell us yesterday that he had a hunch you might be his soulmate too. He was telling us before, to see if we had a problem if you were," Jimin reveals.
"And what did you say?" my eyebrow raised.
He leans in closer to me as if sharing a secret that is meant to stay between us only, and whispers, "I'll tell later," and he winks.
Uhh... alright...?
I turn back to Namjoon, "How did you even know, though?"
His eyes glaze over to me, "Are you telling me that you didn't feel it? You didn't feel the pull whenever you were near me? Because I did, and at first, I was so confused because I thought it was attraction. But how could I be attracted to my brother's soulmate? However, later after some research, I got to know that it might be a sign of soulmates." he shrugs.
He is asking me if I felt the pull, and to be honest, I did. But I didn't dwell on it as he did. I just shrugged it off since it wasn't something I felt with him only. I felt that way when I was with any of the seven.
Wait. a. damn. fucking. Second!!
Does that mean what I think it does? Are all of them my soulmate? Do they know that I am their soulmate? Should I ask? No. that would be too weird, and I'm not ready to make any more connections. The doctor said my three connections were the reason for the early sickness, and I just connected with Namjoon. But they have been waiting too long for their soulmate. Is it fair to keep it from them when I know? How should I approach the subject? Or do I just go all in and rip the band-aid off?
We quietly finish our dinner, the boys wanted me to stay the night since I just connected with Namjoon, and we need proximity and body contact.
"Guys, If I am going to move to the next apartment tomorrow, I need to go back and get everything ready." I counter their requests.
"you don't have to do that. We can take care of your moving." Namjoon states.
"And you fall ill yesterday. I don't want that again. You are going to stay here, and that's final." Jin speaks in a final tone, leaving no room for argument. Still, I try.
"But there's no room; where would I sleep even if I stay." I shrug.
"One of us can bunk with another. You can have that room." Namjoon offers.
"I can't let you guys do that. You should sleep in your own bed." I begin.
"It's alright, Selene. Really. Some of us sneak into each other's room sometimes anyway." He assures me, and I sigh. Guess there's no out now.
"A La Mierda, Alright," I reconcile, and they break into cheers as if they won a lottery and not got me to stay the night.
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I toss and turn, but it's as if my mind doesn't know the concept of sleep. The realization of today has my mind running at full speed. How could I have missed it? I had felt the pull towards all of them, yet even while it was so obvious, I had failed to understand it.
I have seven soulmates, and I can't digest that fact. I was worried about juggling three soulmates. It turns out that would have been much easier than juggling seven.
Sighing, I get up and move out of the room.
As the boys promised, I was staying in Jin's room while he was bunking with Jungkook. The latter obviously had no problem with it.
I go to the kitchen to fetch a bottle of water and make my way towards the balcony. If I can't sleep, at least I'll gaze at the stars. But as I slide the balcony door, I see that I am not the only one awake at this hour of the night.
"Hey, trouble sleeping?"
He looks up from the book in his hand and looks up at me, "Hi, kinda." he shrugs. "What are you doing up?"
"Can't sleep." I take a seat beside him, offering him the bottle of water. He shakes his head in refusal.
"What are you reading?" I ask, wanting to get my mind off things.
"Almond by Won-Pyung Sohn. Do you read?"
"No. Never tried." I answer, and he nods as silence follows.
I gaze up at the night sky, trying to find comfort in the constellations.
"You have completed your bachelor's, right?"
"Mm-Hmm."
"Any future plans?"
"I have taken admission on the Seoul university for masters." I look at him.
"Oh? what will you be mastering in?" His eyes meet mine.
"Astronomy. I love the sky and secrets in its vastness." I shrug.
"Wow, You always had an interest in it, or is it newfound?"
"I've always found it interesting. My mom used to look up at it whenever she remembered her soulmate. So I started finding comfort in it too."
He nods, "You know, You don't look Spanish."
"Because I'm not," I tell him deadpan.
"Huh?" he tilts his head in confusion.
"Yeah, I'm adopted. I am originally from India. My mother adopted me when I was just a baby."
"Oh."
"Hmm."
We both get back to our respective hobbies. My mind, once again racing with hypothetical questions.
How will they react when they find out?
What if they don't want to share me with others?
What if I become the reason for them drifting apart?
"You good, Selene? What are you thinking?" the question pulls me out of my thoughts.
"Huh?"
"You're gripping the chair a little too hard, and your leg is bouncing. You're anxious. Why?" I stop bouncing my leg and look down at my hand, which had turned white from the hard grip. I lose my grip.
Should I tell him? He has proven himself, and he might give me an insight into how might the boys react.
I take a deep breath, ready to bear my mind to him once again.
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Hi guys!
Early update!!
Uau - wow
Gomawo - thankyou.
House of cards or the truth untold?
Borahae!