(Y/N) POV:

The cute vintage styled café Myungjun takes us to is tucked away in a corner- a hidden nook with warm comforting vibes and soft music that floats through the air, the door sweeps open to bring forward a rush of the smell of coffee and freshly baked goods.

But I know that if I stay, I would only be intruding, on the special private moments of bonding and the two of them getting to know each other, so I wave the two of them off, heading home instead.

The two of them have so caught up in each other, so entranced by the other's presence that I know that I'm making the right choice, and that Eunwoo will be more than fine.

Besides...I have seven wonderful soulmates for me at home, and the thought only makes me eager to get back.

When I step into the living room, I'm surprised to find it sparse, it's such a common occurrence to find them all congregated there, that seeing it empty save for Minnie, who's engrossed in a documentary about cats, comes as a shock.

I make my way to Minnie, he hasn't yet detected me so maybe I can surprise him, my footsteps are light, feet sinking into the cushiony carpet and as I'm edging closer and closer, I'm just about to make it. When suddenly there's a sudden tug at my body, an invisible force that sweeps me forwards and sends me right into Minnie's lap. His arms wrap around me securely, tugging me towards him. I look at him, mouth parted with surprise and eyes wide with shock.

A pleased smile graces his face, eyes twinkling as he looks at me.

"Didn't think you could possibly scare me, did you my love?" he purrs, eyes grazing over my face with a deep intensity that leaves my face feeling flushed, the heat in his eyes feeling like a physical caress.

"Umm...no?" I say, but I can't muster the confidence when I'm on the receiving end of that look.

"No...hmm. You don't sound so sure." He breathes, leaning forward to peck the tip of my nose, the gentleness in the gesture so starkly contrasting with the fire brewing in his eyes.

I squirm in his lap, the sudden shift from playful to this...whatever this is. A heady mix of sensual lingering eyes, hands that burn through the fabric of my clothes, the warmth radiating off his body, and the firm muscled body of his under me.

"You left in a rush baby, didn't even wait to hear Jin hyung's reply." He coos, face coming dangerously close. I hear the sound of approaching footsteps, from the kitchen into the living room, hear the small intake of breath. But Minnie's eyes are entrancing, alluring, a siren's call, pulling me in further and further.

"Why don't you ask Jin hyung what he wanted to say, what he wanted to do?" he whispers into my ear before his teeth catch my earlobe, grazing ever so gently, ever so temptingly, lips trailing down to kiss a point beneath my ear, a place where they sensually glide and explore and mark my skin with a slow burning intensity, igniting a fire in my veins, makes me clutch tightly at his shoulders even whilst my head falls to the side.

"Jimin-ah, don't tease." A fond voice gently admonishes, voice loud and clear- coming from right behind me.

Minnie lifts his head, eyes shining with barely restrained control. Meeting the eyes of Jinnie oppa who stands behind me, who's presence I feel without even having to turn.

But when I turn, Jinnie oppa's eyes are incredibly soft and gentle as he looks at me, hand coming forward towards me, held out, palm raised as he looks at me, tips of his ears red.

I slide my hand into his, sliding off Minnie's lap with a combination of both unwillingness to leave him but also a fluttery excitement to go to Jinnie oppa. His hand encloses around mine; I feel Minnie stand up behind me, feel his head duck slightly as he whispers into my ear before leaving.

I'm left standing next to Jinnie oppa, with a fire inside me now raging but one that quenches slightly at the sheer content look in oppa's eyes.

His hand loosens from mine and then he's drawing me into his chest for a hug, cradling me close with a tenderness that is just emanating from him. We stand content in each other's arms, before his hand is coming up to raise my face, so I'm looking up at him.

"I love you too. So, so much." He breathes with such a raw open expression that leaves me feeling the same way. The sincerity in his words before he is drawing me into a sweet, soulful kiss- one that is not just the meeting of our lips which fit together and move in sync, but the merging of our souls into something complete and whole and perfect.

His lips slowly part mine, his tongue comes to meet mine, engaging it and coaxing it to entwine with his in a sensual, heady powerful kiss. Each stroke, each slide of his lips draws me closer and closer, coaxes gasps and whimpers from my mouth which he swallows hungrily, groaning deep into my mouth as his other hand comes to rest at the bottom of my back, pulls me in closer, further into him. I unabashedly lean up to entangle my hands into the strands of his hair, guide him further into my mouth, a silent plea to be closer and closer, to be with him, to be a part of him.

He parts our lips, slowly, unwillingly as he gazes at me with wide-blown eyes, pupils dilated and lips even plumper and glistening.

"I love you. I will always love you." he says, eyes never straying from mine. I'm hit with a barrage of emotions that are a mixture of the both of us. Love, need, want, desire.

I want him. I want them all.

"We want you so, so much. To be with you in every way, to worship and cherish every part of you. Our final piece, the one who completes our souls." He breathes between us, leaning to press his forehead against mine. I feel wetness against my cheeks and I don't know if it is his tears or mine, but the tears are of happiness.

"I want you too. All of you." I whisper back.

And then all of a sudden, I am being engulfed with our soulmates, sandwiched together between several arms, bodies which press close as I look up at Jinnie oppa with now surprise in my eyes. Giddy laughter bubbles up my throat, bursting out of me. Surrounded by all seven of them, I know I am home and that I found the ones I want to cherish eternity with.

TAE POV:

Seeing all of my soulmates happy, laughing, content, eyes shining with love as we swarm and hug (Y/N) and Jin hyung makes me fall for them, all over again. For the smiles that are all full of happiness yet adorn each face with a unique beauty. For our souls for having brought us together, and for our marks which are the same- and tethered our hearts together, binding us as whole.

I can never forget the look on hyung's face- full of both wonder and disbelief and tears that quickly filled his eyes and fell. I can't forget the happy tears and how his eyes scanned for her even though he knew she'd left. The eagerness to go to her and hold her but also the tell-tale slight downwards tug on his lips when he realised, he didn't get to respond.

But I know, once (Y/N) overcomes her demons, once we've stayed with her every step of the way, helped her, been her strength and made her live freely from the shackles of her past, I have every intention to slowly cherish and treasure her.

To map each part of her with every part of me, to learn more about her, to fall further and further into everything she was, to love fully and intensely- so that every nerve cell and every fibre of my being screams and yearns for her in the same way they do for our other soulmates. To loudly proclaim and profess my love for her without having to hold back, to shower and bask her in the combined love of all seven of us.

I couldn't wait. And from the look on everyone else's faces- neither could they.

YOONGI POV:

Day by day, resisting the urge to shower (Y/N) with the full extent of our love was becoming harder, to hold back, to only show a fraction of the love we felt. To pretend that every sound she made didn't mingle with the melodies of the others, that her presence didn't perfectly slot into our lives, my life and make me want her more and more.

She was tearing away at my self-control, shattering down every wall, pulling me in further and further, entangling me in the very core essence of what she was. Her soul was calling out for mine, our hearts tethered and my mark urging me to get closer and closer.

I didn't know how long my control would last.

I loved the way she'd hum when she cooked, a sweet soft sound that permeated each corner of the kitchen and each crevice of my heart. The sound of her soft feet padding along the carpet, the small yawns she tried to stifle when she was tired but insisted on staying up. The small gasps she made when she was surprised, the excited little giggle when she figured something out. The easy, deep breaths as she slumbered away in our arms.

Each sound gave insight into each quirk of hers, and they played in my head- mingling with the sounds of our soulmates- reminding me time and time again that she was ours. And we were hers.

KOOKIE POV:

The sight of (Y/N) being cocooned by the seven of us, bodies squished together, tightly pressed into each other, merging into one, face radiant and open and expressive as she looked at us. The elation that flooded through all our veins, the glow that seemed to envelop her, the curve of her mouth, the fullness of her cheeks, the way a wavy lock of her hair fell forwards and over that all...the love I could see in her eyes. That's what etched itself and branded itself brightly into my memories, stood out as one of the happiest moments in my life.

I never wanted to forget this moment, the feelings a cocktail of joy and love and a sense of belonging. I belonged. She belonged. We all belonged with each other, completed each other.

That's what my hands paint out in strokes of paint which fill the canvas, fill each inch of the blank canvas with swathes of colour, each tone of paint illustrating the intensity of our feelings, the golden aura which shrouded us all. I had asked Joon hyung what being complete looked like as an aura. What it could like. He'd said gold.

And I use the same colour to highlight and illuminate the eight of us on the canvas, laughing and smiling, eyes lost in each other, flitting from one soulmate to the other- as if our eyes wanted to infinitely drink in the sight.

My hands are stained with a multitude of colours, colours that represent us. Who we are. Not as the seven we were. But the eight we are to be complete.

And this is one painting that I want to put in our shared bedroom, to hang on the wall and forever draw our eyes again and again to the scene. To share the gift of memory with my soulmates through the canvas. Of the moment when she said that she wanted us. Of the moment when our souls merged together and became one.

I hope our aura is always shrouded with gold. That we always stay gold.

(OOF! THERE YOU GO! SOME QUICK PROGRESSION BECAUSE WHY? AS SAD AND HEARTBREAKING AS IT IS TO ME...THIS FIC WILL BE COMING TO AN END SOON BUT THERE WILL BE PLENTY AND PLENTY OF BONUS CHAPTERS TO COME SO FEAR NOT MY LOVELIES! I'VE BEEN WONDERING ON WHAT TO START WRITING NEXT- I HAVE A FEW IDEAS BUT I DON'T KNOW! LET'S HOPE WHATEVER IT IS, YOU'LL ENJOY! YOU GUYS ARE MY MOTIVATION TO WRITE- SO BETTER GET MY THINKING CAP ON! ANYWAYS HOW DID YOU FIND IT?? LET ME KNOW! HOPE YOU STAY SAFE AS YOU READ THIS FLUFFY CHAPTER!)

Don't fear endings- they mark the beginning of something new, it's the end of something past and the birth of something to come. Embrace it, don't fear it.

Borahae! 💜💜💜

PurpleQueenie <3