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It's not an easy thing to try to describe what went through our minds where we stood dumbfounded in a parking lot at Incheon airport in the middle of the night. It all moved almost too quick to comprehend, yet so slow I felt like we were all standing still waiting for the next frame to sneak its way ahead.
From the rush of my reappearing soul's pull towards its mates, to the warmth in my heart from the realisation that Martin's person had been here waiting for him all along, my body was a giddy mess floating on clouds of thrill. But the mood was definitely not matching my excitement and I almost felt guilty or somewhat selfish for pulling my own joy out of this obviously uncomfortable situation.
With access to Hoseok's unfiltered mind once again, I saw worries of someone seeing what was going on. I understood immediately how bad the timing was, Yeonjun's band members had no idea what was happening and even if their confusion was a problem we could solve, we also had to get all of us out of the naked eye of the night and into the safety of the cars before any of their fans spotted them.
Somehow the famous part of my soulmates' lifestyle often fell through as a forgotten fact in my mind. Thoroughly occupied with the romantic feelings towards seven men who I'd fallen so hard and so fast for, I had been cocooned into this reality consisting of the eight of us, these seven men were my safe space, but setting foot in Korea I had to remind myself that these seven men were the safe space of so many other people as well.
Every person they touched with their music and their presence in this world also had a part of my soulmates in them, and I could never imagine wanting that to go away. However, standing here in the dimly lit lot of cars trying to predict what would escape Yeonjun's mouth once he opened it to speak, I understood that an anonymous life would probably have been beneficial right about now.
He walked quickly with long strides towards Martin and I moved away from where I was between them when I realised he would probably collide with me to get to him. I knew the feeling, remembered it in perfect detail how the initial first sight was like a current of electricity running through you telling you that if you just keep looking then the warm emotions running between you and your soulmate will continue to flow, and continue to fill you with the exciting emotion that followed.
My back hit a firm chest and I was startled for a millisecond before I relaxed into the closeness of the body behind mine. I didn't even have to look up to know who I had hit during my attempt to make way for Yeonjun, but I did it anyway, sending Namjoon a wink before I turned to not get too distracted by the dimpled smile of the tall beauty.
Martin and Yeonjun stood face to face, closer than considered normal yet I could see both of them almost considered it not close enough as they looked into each other's eyes and reached out for the other's hands.
"You're..." Yeonjun started.
"I fucking told you I was real" Martin cut him off and I couldn't help but laugh, Martin's sassy side already coming out gave even further confirmation this was truly his match.
The men were holding hands, smiling mindlessly at each other, surely words were being shared between them in the most private way possible.
Almost lost in their moment I snapped out of it when I felt Namjoon tense up against my back seconds before he spoke.
"I know the timing sucks, but we really gotta get out of here Yeonjun."
"You don't have to drive, I'll do that, just point us to your car" Jimin chimed in from my left and Yeonjun nodded almost unnoticeably before he reached out for Jimin's hand and pulled both Martin and Jimin towards one of the black cars parked in front of us, making sure to still keep his eyes on Martin.
"For a distraction, can Yoongi and Hannah take the car with Beomgyu and the rest of the guys? Jungkook and Taehyung why don't you join them in that one?" Namjoon was planning while he pulled hoseok and Jin with him into Yeonjun's car where Jimin was already sat waiting in the drivers seat.
It went fast, we practically ran to the other car, Taehyung pushed Yoongi and me into the three seats furthest back where he joined us and motioned for Jungkook to get in next to Taehyun.
In front of me in this car sat four people I had never met before, and it felt almost unsettling knowing my first meeting with them had ended up being the chaos it was. But my worries over the topic immediately melted away as both Yoongi and Taehyung took my hands in theirs for comfort as the car pulled out of the parking lot.
Words were flying through the car from the members of TXT filling the air with questions and remarks about the welcoming at the airport. I had no issue seeing their confusion in the event, as we basically ended up pushing people into cars just to get on the road before anything came up that we would have to explain, but I couldn't help but find amusement in how Taehyung and Jungkook would immediately change the topic or misunderstand the question almost before it was asked.
"Are we not telling them?" I asked through our bond. "Shouldn't they know?"
"That's not our decision to make" Yoongi spoke confidently and I nodded to myself, I guess he was right. This wasn't a part of our bond, Martin and Yeonjun would have to decide how to deal with it, and who they want to tell has nothing to do with me or what I think is best.
"Do you think the rest of them are soulmates too?" Jungkook asked and I looked between the men next to me in the backseat trying to see their reaction to the question.
"Joon's had a theory about that for a while, but only time will tell to be honest. The only thing we know for sure is Martin and Yeonjun." Jin's soft voice spoke and I welcomed the chuckle that followed the realisation that I could talk to them even when I couldn't see them again.
I'd given much too little attention to my own body since I ended my use of the soulmate blocker. It was almost as if my body and soul was lighter now that I'd left it to connect freely to its partners once more. Like all the pieces were finally in their place once again, reminding me of a time where they weren't and further annoying me how I was to blame for the entire incident.
Staring past Yoongi and out the window, my thoughts were a rumbling mountain with boulders ready to fall telling me how stupidly I'd been acting. It was never lost on me that my actions were somewhat on the dumber side, but now that everything good about having my soulmates connected to me mentally was back I can't believe how I told myself a regular connection without the bond's help would suffice.
I needed this. We needed this. This was what made us who we were. Our bond is what helped us find each other and our bond is what is going to keep helping us find each other time and time again. There's eight of us in this relationship and I need to stop looking at myself as an outsider and rather see myself as a latecomer to a party we were all invited to.
Stopping in the dimly lit parking garage that I immediately recognised as the same one we left from that time I accidentally teleported to Korea, I knew we were so close to being in their apartment and able to relax I could almost taste it. A happy sigh escaped my body as I stared at the elevator doors a small distance in front of us.
"I'm so tired" I told Yoongi as we crawled out of the car, he chuckled and pulled me to his side in a hug.
"You can sleep soon, we're almost home" He whispered before kissing the top of my head and properly engulfing my body in a warm hug.
I welcomed his warmth and let my arms meet where they could rest around his waist, the scent of him instantly calming me further and I felt like I could almost fall asleep standing up. The comfort of his touch was almost overwhelming, my very own star seen up close, making my eyes water from the painfully bright shine yet I can't stop looking in his direction because the heat feels too nice.
"Who is she, hyung?" I heard a voice ask from somewhere behind us, but I was too tired and too comfortably wrapped up in Yoongi's arms to bother turning around to see who it was.
I hadn't introduced myself to them I realised, and had I not been swaddled in that secret soulmate recipe of comfort I'd probably been stressed beyond relief about that, but the only thing on my mind was rest, along with a tiny thought in the back of my mind wondering how Martin was doing, but in all honesty, the moment Namjoon had shown he took control over the situation I felt like I didn't need to worry much about it anymore.
Yoongi hugged me closer and I could feel him take in a deep breath before he spoke, his voice a muffled sound in my ears through the hug.
"She's my girlfriend"
The moment I heard the words come from him my entire body felt like it was sparkling, and every sparkle left a slight tap on my skin, just barely there to feel but at the same time, everywhere, to create a collective fluttery feeling across my body as I shimmied as close as humanly possible to him.
He chuckled and I heard Jungkook thanking them for the drive home and asking to hang out soon before we were suddenly moving. I couldn't help but laugh as my feet almost tripped when they mingled with Yoongi's where he walked me backwards with big steps towards what I assumed was the elevator.
"You two are so cute" Taehyung cooed and I turned to look at him and saw we were now standing in the slightly familiar elevator.
"What is the plan for tonight?" I asked, aware I'd zoned out from some of the conversation earlier about what was going on as I was busy thinking about my previous wrongdoings.
"Sleep. Sleep is our plan for tonight." Jungkook said plainly. "There's nothing so rushed that we can't look closer at it tomorrow. Namjoon convinced Martin and Yeonjun to take the guest room seeing as they don't have a good enough grasp on the situation to tell Soobin, Beomgyu, Taehyun and Huening anything yet, and I'm pretty certain they can't be apart tonight "
"Apparently they're struggling to keep their hands to themselves in the car" Taehyung giggled next to him, raising his eyebrows suggestively.
Around Jungkook the mellow blue of tiredness welcomed sparks similar to lightning in a pink hue and as if it had been spelled out I knew they were his love for his soulmate sneaking up on him as he looked in Taehyung's direction. Then yellow dots almost paint splatter like riddled around his surrounding cloud of emotion.
"Don't even start that Taehyung, you were the exact same when we linked."
I looked between them and a proud grin appeared on Taehyung's face as he stood slightly closer to Jungkook, their noses almost touching.
"I'd been watching you build muscles since you were 15, can you blame me?" He inched closer, I was still wrapped in Yoongi's arms but the two of us were intently following Jungkook and Taehyung's interaction.
"Anyone in my position would take advantage of finally getting to be close to you if given the opportunity" He almost whispered, just barely loud enough for me to hear from beside them before their lips met in a sweet kiss, both of them smiling halfway through it.
This was different from seeing Martin and Yeonjun staring at each other, though I was just as much a spectator here as I was there, in this situation I didn't feel out of place at all, I welcomed the giddiness I felt from seeing my two soulmates sharing their affection towards each other and seeing them kissing like that just increased my own affection towards them.
The elevator signalled our arrival at our floor and shuffling out of it I was still somewhat connected to Yoongi through my grasp around his torso. We walked awkwardly to the door Taehyung had unlocked before us and the second I was inside the guys' apartment, I let go of Yoongi and turned to walk as fast as I could muster towards his bedroom. Not at all bothered with anything but the idea of being able to go to sleep, the rest of the world would have to wait to progress because I was so tired I felt like I could pass out standing up.
"I'm going to sleep" I called out absentmindedly as I made my way into his bedroom.
"Wait for me!" Yoongi called after me and I nodded in response even though I knew he couldn't see me and it didn't stop me from walking through his door.
I'd probably be more hesitant had I not known that the last time anyone had been in this bedroom, was when Yoongi and I were packing his bags before flying to America. I knew his bedroom would be tidy, warm and comfortable and I couldn't imagine anything as nice as that in my tired state.
The sound of Yoongi's footsteps walking through the door behind me calmed me even further and I turned around to meet his eyes, a heart warming smile formed on his lips bringing me immediate joy. He was truly beautiful, in the slight light from the lamp in the hallway he seemed almost ethereal, a being meant to be so beautiful you can't look away, otherworldly yet so of this world you'd wonder if this was what humanity was based off of.
The flutter in my chest as we looked tiredly at each other gave me confidence to take the few steps necessary to close our distance and look up at his face above mine, immediately distracted by the curves of his lips as his teeth grazed them.
"I want to kiss you" I said bluntly, almost surprising myself with my direct speech.
"Then why don't you?" His gaze at me was powerful, warm and full of emotion. I couldn't look away.
"I- I- I don't know" I said and tiptoed up to reach his lips with my own.
We met with passion and something alike a firework of emotion, yes I was tired, but this was like a lullaby and an encore at a concert all at once. His arms snaked around me pushing me towards him as the kiss deepened, my arms rested on his firm chest and it proved difficult not to grab the fabric of his shirt and pull him even closer to me.
I absolutely loved the feeling of his skin against mine, the tiny sparks forming whenever we moved, his hand in my hair sending shivers down my spine, it was like my body was in tune with his and we knew every string to play to make music. Even the whine escaping his lips when I pulled away from his was a melodious song I wanted to hear again.
He looked down at me with the most caring eyes I'd ever seen and I knew I was at home with him. This was where we were supposed to be. Not necessarily dependent on our location, but together, the only place it made sense.
"Hoseok took my suitcase..." I mumbled as I eyed the bed, so ready to get to sleep but painfully aware of my lack of sleepwear.
"They'll be here in five minutes, do you want to wait for your suitcase? If not you can borrow one of my shirts to sleep in." My eyes lit up at his offer and he chuckled, walking to his closet to bring out a t-shirt.
He stood in front of me with the t-shirt in hand, but instead of offering it to me to change he looked down to me, curiosity in his eyes.
"Can I?" He motioned towards me and I was confused for a moment before his hands rested at the hem of my shirt and I realised he wanted to help me change.
A smirk fell through my wall of emotions and I couldn't help but laugh as I nodded and lifted my arms timidly, not at all uncomfortable as Yoongi's hands traveled up the sides of my waist leaving traces of warmth where he pulled my shirt over my head.
Tossing the shirt into his laundry basket his hands immediately cupped my cheeks and he leaned in to kiss me once more. My hands found his and I held them as I kissed him back, the cooling feeling across my body as my skin was exposed to the air of the apartment immediately forgotten with his lips on mine again.
He pulled back and this time it was my turn to whine as he smiled a broad smile and opened up his t-shirt for me to raise my arms into.
Well engulfed in the large shirt I unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them off to toss into the basket where my discarded shirt was waiting and I moved myself away from Yoongi only to jump onto the bed and cover myself under his comfortable duvet.
"Are you coming to bed?" I asked and he shook his head in defeat before pulling his shirt over his head and letting his jeans fall to the floor before my soulmate scooted into the bed with me, pulling my body to his in an embrace that left me breathless as he relaxed against me.