JIN POV:

"Let's go Tae." I called up the stairs waiting for him to come down so we could leave for our date, I intended to pamper and spoil him a lot, we hadn't been out for a date for some time and I wanted to cherish him, spend the day showering him with my affection and show him how much I loved him.

Instead of replying, Tae appeared at the top of the stairs and my breath caught in my throat. He was stunning. He smiled at me, mouth stretched in his boxy shape and it was so endearing, so painfully soft that for a second, I gaped until he was making his way down, long legs striding closer to me. When he was one step away, I reached my hands out to clasp onto his waist and tugged him closer to me, noses brushing slightly before I was cupping his face to draw him into a sweet tender kiss.

"Let's go baby." I say as we part, leaning our foreheads together before tugging him behind me to get into the car.

Driving to the mall itself is a challenge with the way Tae's presence affects me, hand intertwined tightly with mine, the way when he leans over to change the radio station he brushes a kiss across my cheek or the way his low voice croons along with the sultry lyrics of the song that chooses to play.

Before we leave the car, I raise our intertwined hands to press kisses across his knuckles, gently tracing over them with my lips.

"Come on hyung, we've got lots to do." He says but his voice is wavering slightly and he looks tempted to pull me into a kiss.

I laugh, gently extracting my hand so we can get out but grab hold of it again when we're walking into the mall.

"Where shall we begin?" he says eyes shining as he looks at me.

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We're just leaving the food court, laden with shopping bags when Tae suddenly freezes. I turn to see what's caught his attention. He's looking curiously at a lingerie store.

"Do you want to get something baby?" I ask, propping my head on his shoulder from where I stand behind him.

He turns to look at me, excited gleam in his eyes. And a deep hunger.

"Hyung...when (Y/N) is comfortable and wants to...can we all come here with her?" he asks, voice low and with a sense of excited optimism.

I reach out to thumb across the top of his cheekbones, watching as his eyes flutter and he leans into the touch.

"I hope so. If she wants to, we will. I promise." I say and suddenly it doesn't matter where we're standing, who's around us. All I see is Tae, looking at me with such hope for our future. Keeping eye contact with me, he tilts his head into the hand cupping his face and presses a soft kiss to the inside of my palm.

The beautiful moment, the bubble of perfection around us from just being together is shattered violently when a high pitch voice drawls out from somewhere in front of us.

"Oppaaas." We turn to see the person behind the voice. Yuna. I feel Tae tense next to me and we both straighten ourselves up, faces wiped of previous emotion and now just blank, eyes filled with disgust for the thing in front of us.

She sashays forward, exaggerating the movement of her body but frankly I'm too revulsed by the sight of her cakey face that I barely notice until she's standing extremely close to us.

Tae's hand comes to latch tightly on the side of my waist, providing both of us with some much-needed tactile comfort. He glares at her, meeting her eyes with his own filled with ire and hatred.

"What do you want?" he spits out, teeth tightly grit.

She forms an over-exaggerated pout, dropping her eyes to look at the ground before she attempts to look at us sultrily through her lidded eyes. It doesn't work. The only girl who can do that is (Y/N). (Y/N) who looks at us so shy but sometimes so surely. (Y/N), our soulmate. Not this pathetic excuse.

"Oppas, why don't we get together to have some fun?" she croons, winking at us whilst licking her slips, not even bothered to even disguise her true intents.

She steps closer hand outstretched to trail her long claws down Tae's chest but I intercept, pulling him backwards slightly so his body is shielded by my own as I glare at her.

"Keep your filthy hands away from us." I hiss but she seems undeterred, instead her face lights with a vicious gleam.

"How's dear Jungkookie these days?" she asks and that's it. That's the final straw and I have had enough of this vile lowlife but Tae crackles with anger, fury rolling off him in waves, eyes darkening.

"You will not touch or come near me and my soulmates, every single one of them, including (Y/N)." his voice commands, hypnosis ability working to the max and I shiver under the utter force and command of his words even though they're not directed to me.

Her feet backtrack, body reacting to the order.

"(Y/N)? What do you mean?" she asks, eyes lit with anger.

"She is our final soulmate and you will not harm a single hair on her head." He commands and I watch as she stiffens.

"She doesn't deserve you. She doesn't deserve to live. She should've died a long time back." She all but spits out before storming away. And whilst the increasing distance between us should gladden me, a sense of foreboding settles over me, simmering under the tidal waves of grief and anger I'm feeling at her words. That we are both feeling.

I shake myself out the fog that threatens to settle over me and guide a now silent and crying soulmate back to the car, back home.

And when I finally get us back home and we settle into the bed in the main bedroom, do I draw Tae closer into my arms and finally let the tears fall.

(Y/N) POV:

I can't stop the giddy smile on my face all the way home and I would strongly suspect it was Hobi's doing, pushing out positive energy had it not been for the fact his face was adorned with the same look.

He turns to look at me and grins and suddenly I'm smiling brighter as though his sheer presence and his own smile rouses up all the happiness me and lets it burst.

"Stop it Hobi oppa." I chide but there's no heat behind the words, I can't stop drinking in the sight of him.

He turns to face the road, lips still tugged up but voice full of mischief.

"Stop what?" he asks and I know that even though he may not actively be doing anything, the bond hums happily between the two of us and it seems as though his ability also unconsciously acts as an energy booster.

When we reach back home, rather than heading back inside straight away, we stop and look up to the sky now an inky stain only lit by the luminous moon.

I turn to face Hobi oppa, seeing the moonlight illuminate his features and bask them in a soft silvery glow. I tiptoe upwards and press a soft kiss to the corner of his mouth but he turns his head so our lips are pressing together.

His lips are soft and warm as they press onto my own in a sweet chaste kiss, wind softly tousling my hair blowing it loosely around us as a curtain from the world, a barrier from feeling anything except this. Except him.

Just then a soft pressure at the bottom of my back, a hand and I part from Hobi oppa to see Joonie smiling at us with a look of tenderness in his eyes, Yoongi smiling at me from beside Hobi.

"Beautiful." Joonie breathes as he looks at us.

Then the door is being swung open and Kookie is looking at us, a tightness around his mouth even as he smiles at us and his posture loosens slightly.

"As lovely as it is to see you all, let's go inside." He suggests but I sense there's something unspoken that hangs heavily in the air. Something we all need to be present for.

KOOKIE POV:

"Come on hyung! I come all the way to the studio to pick you up and you're not even hurrying. Let's go." I say impatiently, waiting for Jimin hyung to catch up as he leisurely strolls along like I'm not dying with eagerness to go back and see our soulmates.

The day had been fun but I hadn't realised that many of my friends knew (Y/N), were friends with her themselves and quite close to.

First there was Mingyu who apparently was in her English classes and he'd come to the hospital all touchy touchy as he cuddled our soulmate and fussing over her.

Then there was Eunwoo with his photoshoots in god knows how many clothes, the outfit I had seen gave me an indication and he'd just smugly grinned at me and said his project was coming along really well.

Then Jaehyun who said they were cooking buddies and he loved seeing her at work, so determined and so wonderful. And to add to it all Yugyeom too! When we'd met the first thing he'd asked was how (Y/N) was and that he was going to come visit her soon, not me but her. If they'd all been friends with (Y/N), how on earth had I never noticed her before? Or heard of her?

It had me even more eager to get back home so I could sweep her into a cuddle and not let her go, not for some time at the very least. The way to hyung's dance studio I kept reminding myself that she was our soulmate, ours. But it stung that my friends knew her better than I did.

I snapped back to it seeing hyung smile at me in a way that was both teasing gentle.

I sigh exaggeratedly crouching down so he can plaster himself to me and clamber onto my back, hitching his legs around my waist. I grasp firmly onto the back of his thighs and walk home, knowing he'd have been tired from practice. I didn't want him walking home tired. Jimin hyung wrapped his arms loosely around my neck and started peppering kisses across my head and my nape. It was distracting, it was a tickly feeling.

I squirmed slightly stopping to hitch him up higher.

"Hyung stop. I don't want to drop you." I whine but he just giggles.

"Let's go home." He whispers into my ear and I can feel the curve of his smile against the tip of my ear.

I smile, let's go home.

TAE POV:

I burrow further into Jin hyung's arms,  trying to control my shaky breaths as those same words keep repeating in my ears in an incessant loop.

"She should've died...." Hisses in my ear.

Jin hyung tightens his hold on me.

"Listen Tae baby. Don't let her get to you." he says firmly trying to console me.

I wrap my arms further around him, arms sliding around my back and I feel hyung press a soft kiss to my nape.

I'm swamped with hurt but also anger- anger at Yuna for trying to ruin our lives again.

I raise my head looking at me fury filled eyes, no doubt rimmed with red from crying into hyung's shirt.

"It doesn't excuse the fact that Yuna said (Y/N) should've died, that she doesn't deserve to live." I say, words vehemently spat out, eyes darkening.

"Nothing excuses that." I say.

Just then I hear the sounds of bubbling laughter approaching the door becoming louder and louder. For a split second I want to hide my sadness, but I know I won't hide from them.

The door swings open and a flushed Kookie comes in with Jimin hitched up on his back, eyes twinkling and mouth stretched in a smile before they take in our expressions and the way I'm still trying to press myself into hyung, seeking the comfort I need desperately.

"What happened?" Jimin asks, sweet voice hesitant, fearful of the answer.

"Yuna." Jin hyung growls out with a bite

The happiness wipes away giving way to tightly clenched jaws and unforgiving eyes.

It's time we dealt with the problem.

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