Bonus chapter 1:

JIN POV:

The next day when morning fully dawns, I'm awake. Lying awake and basking in the soft sleepy hum that is the settled emotions of my soulmates. And as content as I feel lying next to Hobi- his own low fluxes of energy temptingly luring me back to sleep, I rouse myself awake and get out of bed, staring forlornly at the rest of them as they continue to be lost to dreams.

But (Y/N) will need lots and lots of attention and care, the moments after, the period after such intense bonding will inevitably leave her more open, rawer, and more vulnerable. Not to mention the exhaustion that seeps out of her sleeping figure as well as the pain I can tell she'll be in when she wakes up. I want to be back by then, breakfast ready so she can restore her energy.

My feet hurriedly propel me out, urging me to wash up and get cooking quick so I can rush back up into the haven I have with all of my soulmates.

It's when I'm finishing up the last of the plates that Hobi appears in the doorway, adorably rumpled hair and clothes indicating he's just woken up, but his eyes are alert as they hurry to grab some painkillers, place them on one of the laden trays, and help me carry them up.

When we re-enter the bedroom, it's slowly coming to life, bodies shifting as they begin to stir, we place the trays down on the table, and I head back over, gently rousing them all.

Kookie whines when I get to him, groaning and protesting as he shuffles closer to (Y/N), insistently tucking himself around her, but his eyes fly open when the jostling wakens her and the first thing we all hear is the pained groan that comes out of her slightly hoarse throat. I see her eyes blink open, pain filled as she stiffly sits up, movements stilted, sheet sliding off to reveal her still bare body, hair tumbling down her chest.

My cheeks heat and body warms but I can't draw my eyes away from how natural and perfect the sight is, the room suddenly fluctuates with desire and (Y/N)'s own eyes widen, hands quickly reaching down to grasp the sheet and pull it up to cover her torso. But even covered she looks enthralling, her presence enticing as she looks at all of us, rosiness high on her cheeks and eyes sliding away quickly.

"Morning." She calls out, before wincing at the own roughness of her voice.

I step forward, poised to soothe her from the pain that she's so obviously holding back apparent with the stiffness of her posture.

There's a chorus of voices as we reply. Everyone is shooting her looks of concern and amazement- as though they cannot truly believe the sight in front of their eyes, but the floor is still littered with discarded clothes, the sparsity of clothes adorning all of us and the nakedness of (Y/N).

Poor love must be feeling exposed, I worry, even as I lean over to snag the nearest t-shirt I can find, placing it on her lap for her to slide on. She shoots me a grateful smile, as she slowly proceeds to draw it on, melting into the fabric which engulfs her.

Breakfast is an opportunity all of us snag to make sure (Y/N) is eating well, topping up her plate, feeding her with mouthfuls from our own, coddling and fussing over her- bond extremely keyed up and wired with the overwhelming need to comfort and to cherish- the afterglow of our night still basking over us, making sitting together, hands brushing lightly being more than enough to send those pleasurable tingles darting up our skin.

But when we finish breakfast, Joon-ah stands up, leaning to kiss the top of (Y/N)'s head, hand caressing her hair before leaning back. There's a silent interaction between the two and he smiles, turning to Yoongi and me.

"Hyungs, let's go set up the living room." He says, voice full of warmth, even as his eyes linger on the scene of the rest of us sitting on the bed.

Yoongi and I silently slip out of bed, pressing kisses to each face before leaving- giving (Y/N) the cuddles and comfort we want to shower her in requires lots and lots of pillows, cushions, blankets, and snacks.

That should tide us over as we wait for the rest of them to join us, just as we're slipping out the door, Kookie comes with us- eyes sparkling as he bounds over.

"I know best what (Y/N) likes. Let's go." He chirps, visibly excited to get dressed and help (Y/N) in any way he can.

Yoongi's eyes are warm and fond as he hurries after our baby, closing the bathroom door behinds them, peals of high laughter filtering through and low chatter.

It leaves me smiling fondly at the door through which they've disappeared.

I didn't think my heart could feel fuller than it does, but even then, it swells with further love for my soulmates. For what today could hold, for what tomorrow could become and what forever could look like.

HOBI POV:

As the door slides shut, I get to my feet, bounding over to one of the drawers to pull out a bottle of scented oil.

(Y/N) could do with a massage, since she's woken up, her body has been protesting with pain, the energy that comes out of her is drained. Even when she'd been asleep, my instincts and ability had kept flaring up with each pained shift and turn of her body, drawing me back to consciousness to check over her and send her back to sleep with a push of energy that caused her to become lax and asleep again.

Jimin and Tae are sitting either side of her, eyes worried as they look at her, hands holding hers. I walk back to the three of them, bottle in hand.

"(Y/N)-ah, can I give you a massage?" I ask.

She looks up from where she's looking at their intertwined hands, expression slightly startled from my out-of-the-blue request. She tilts her head slightly to the side, head cocked as she looks at me with her big eyes.

"I think it'll really help your body's stiffness, you're in pain." I say, stepping closer.

Tae and Jimin's eyes are trained on her, silently waiting for her answer- which we're all hoping will be yes. I can't bear to see any of them in pain, especially if I could've done something to help lessen it.

She nods.

"How do you want me?" she says, voice soft but the words make memories of last night flash into my mind, of the way she'd held onto me as, fingers scrabbling for purchase on my arms and then my back, neck exposed as her head fell back, mouth open as she moaned.

I shake my head of the spike of desire that threatens to peak- my priority is taking care of her.

Right now, she's hurt. Hurting.

"Loves, can you please move back a bit?" I gently ask. The two shuffle back almost immediately, quick to act on the urge to help her in whatever way they can.

I walk closer, sliding onto the bed, hovering over her with my knees planted against the sheets.

"Can you turn onto your front? Just lie there, let me take care of you." I say, words coming out low.

She turns, and I rush forward to help ease her onto her front, noting the way her bottom half is giving her pain with every twist. She sighs against the sheets she's lying on top of, the t-shirt she's wearing sits just below her waist.

"Do you mind if we take the top off?" I ask lowly, not wanting to push her further than she wanted to.

I see her bite her lip, a seemingly innocent gesture as she thinks. Then she gives a nod.

"Sure Seokie oppa." She says but her words come muffled against the mattress, cheeks rosy.

I help slide her t-shirt off, exposing her body to me once again, as she lifts her torso up to allow me to slide it off her head gently, body bowed- the sight sending heady want to fill the room again.

I swallow hard as her now bare body comes to rest against the sheet, her beautiful body once again splayed, hair tumbling down her back.

I lean forward to brush her hair to the side, pressing a kiss to the place below her neck, lips lingering. She wriggles under the touch, but she melts bonelessly against the bed- the kiss successfully relaxing her further.

The other two shift slightly closer, hands lingering on her arm- silently giving her comfort.

I uncap the bottle, pouring a small amount into my palms and rubbing them together to warm it slightly before my hands gently begin to massage and glide across her skin from her shoulders, easing out the stiffness and knots by kneading into her skin, hands travelling downwards- smiling when I hear the sighs of relief escape her mouth.

I pour some more oil onto her skin, the bottom of her back as I work out the stiffness in her muscles, progressively moving down her legs as I work with the sole purpose of bringing her relief, comfort.

It feels incredibly intimate, somehow sensuous even despite the innocence intent in the gesture, the way her body feels under my touch, melding and moulding, the complete trust in the act of allowing me to touch her, to help her.

When I'm done, her skin is glistening with the slight sheen of the oil but her body is completely relaxed, her every limb is loose.

She propels herself up with much more ease, I help pull the sheet over her exposed body but then she turns to face me. Her hair is wavy and loose as it tumbles around her face, skin glistening as it peeks out from the top of the sheets, eyes large and lustrous. I can see the marks across her neck and shoulders and the tip of her cleavage, the purpling marks a flash of colour against the sheet.

I let myself go and surge forward to kiss her, hands sliding into her hair as I angle our heads so our mouths can slot together in a deeper kiss, the kiss full of trust and love as her tongue darts out to lick across the seam of my lips. I part to give her entrance immediately as it almost shyly comes to meet mine, brushing against mine with a teasing caress before I groan- control lost as I take control, melding our lips together in a heated fusion of lips and tongue, drawing her body closer even as mine moves closer, unable to resist the intoxicating feeling of being with her.

When I pull back, her lips are swollen and glistening, eyes heatedly meeting my own but then they turn shy slightly. Our bare torsos are separated only by a thin sheet which miraculously hasn't fallen off but I can feel the heat of her body against my own, seeping through the thin sheet in a way that threatens to ignite a scorching trail to blaze through my veins.

I lean back, even though everything in me screams to go forward, to envelop her in my arms and pass the day by content with drawing shapes into her skin, to languidly trail my fingers down and find out where she's ticklish. But then the boys crowd in, peppering my face with kisses even as they shoo me away with laughing eyes.

"Go shower hyung." Jimin-ah says, pressing a kiss to the side of my neck.

I huff as I slide off the bed, allowing them time alone.

I shoot them all a soft smile as I leave, heart bursting with fondness.

TAE POV:

I wait for the door to shut before I turn to (Y/N)- eyes drawn to look at our siren, the way she manages to captivate me just by sitting there, eyes wide and lips curved.

Even though I'd gladly allow myself to become a prisoner to this moment, allow myself to be entrapped and held captive within a bubble that cherishes and immortalises this memory, I want to help her become more comfortable, more at ease.

I don't wait for her to get out of bed, to see those legs slide out from under the covers and her body to enticingly sway as she walks, instead I scoop her into my arms, relishing in the warmth of her body in my hands, the way her she yelps in surprise but her arms almost immediately come to loop around my neck, the way her face looms close to mine. I hear Jiminie giggle- a peal of exuberant laughter and his feet scurrying to get out of bed, rushing to hold the door open as we head out of the bedroom at last, our feet steadily heading to the large bathroom at the centre of the hallway.

The door lies open, bathroom vacant and the three of us enter, door shutting with a click when I push against it with my back.

"Shower or bath baby?" Jiminie says, coming to stand next to us, hand curving against her jaw to draw her gaze to his.

His eyes are dark and hypnotic and I find myself leaning towards him to, unable to resist the powerful urge of the presence of my soulmate- my own ability falling weak against the natural charm and alluring aura he exudes.

"Shower." (Y/N) gasps out, almost as if the word has been pulled out of her, voice betraying her, showing just how much he manages to affect her.

Jiminie smiles, a slow curve of his plump lips before he's heading over to turn the taps on- testing the temperature of the water, whilst the other hand beckons us over.

I walk over, gently setting her down. My hands settle on the hem of her shirt and I raise it up to draw it off, her arms rising automatically as I pull the shirt free of her head. I find my breath catching in my throat with the way she stands there so comfortable and free in her own skin, so secure and confident next to the two of us.

She eyes us both.

"You guys need to take your boxers off." She says before turning to step under the spray of the shower, eyes smouldering and inviting as she turns to look at us. Body glistening with water as droplets bead on her body and trail down in rivulets, plastering her hair to her body as it curves against her back and settles on her breasts.

She's not shy or hesitant and doesn't shield herself, instead waits for us to shed our clothes and join her under the spray of warm water. Allowing ourselves this private moment of allowing our bodies turn to face each other, cocooned within the four glass walls of the large shower cubicle.

(Y/N) POV:

The warm water streams down my body, mixing with the oil and beading on my shoulder, the top of my chest, somehow shivers still racking my body despite the heat. Maybe to do with the way their eyes scan mine, how their gazes unabashedly graze my body, slowly, leisurely- like we've got all the time in the world. Nothing to rush us.

I reach out to flatten either of my hands on their chests, feeling the thrumming heartbeat under their warm skin, hand reaching down to trace against Minnie's mark again, allowing the bond to flood with the complete comfort and trust I feel with them. Their arms go around me, their hands intertwined as they lace together at the base of my back, pulling me closer until there's barely any distance between us, until we're sharing the same space, breathing the same air.

Slowly, Tae's other hand reaches out to grasp mine, bringing it to go around his back so my other hand grazes against his mark, eyes hooded as he looks at me through lowered lashes- damp and glistening with droplets of water. There's a sigh as I feel his body relax under the touch- as he too shares in the comfort.

His hand leaves to reach over and grab the shampoo off the small shelf. Minnie's other hand comes to uncap it, the two of them lathering up my hair, soft giggles as they shape hairdos, bop my nose with a dollop of the lather, smearing each other's chests. My own laughter bubbles out of me, pulled out of my throat by the sheer joy in the space, I remove my hands so I can shampoo their hair too, one by one, gently running my fingers through their locks.

Then we take turns to massage in the conditioner, fingers expertly massaging against my scalp as I lean against Minnie- his hands at work to gently card through my hair, my own hands running through Tae's now damp curly locks as I work the conditioner in. then Tae turns to do the same to Minnie, expressions of bliss, Tae's tongue poking out as he focuses seriously at the task at hand.

The body wash that they rub into my body, slow wide rubs as they clean my body simultaneously makes me melt as well as cause a familiar heat begin to bubble and pool in me. How their hands remain innocent and chaste in their touches yet send familiar tingles of pleasure.

Our bodies slide together in a mixture of water and soap, as Minnie stands there content to hug me from behind- bodies pulled flush together whilst Tae presses himself into me from the front.

The shower does wonders to bring me back to a feeling of normalcy, to take away the ache that seemed to linger and sink into my bones. But it makes me yearn for this to become our new normal, for another thing we can share in.

"I'll be coming to join your showers often. Keep the door unlocked." Tae sultrily purrs into my ear, causing goosebumps to run across my flesh even as Minnie towels me dry.

He leans back with joyous lit eyes that cause his whole face to simply glow.

And just when I think, I can't get flustered any more.

Minnie leans forward.

"Count me in." he coos, pressing a kiss to the skin under my ear.

The words hang over us as a promise, settling over me and sinking into my skin.

But more than that, the glow of our shared intimacy between the eight of us burns brighter and brighter, the radiance never dimming, never ending.

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I lie happily cocooned in the warmth of the seven of my soulmates, sinking gratefully into arms that open up and beckon me forward. Bask in the love and casual touches, the food brought to my lips, the heat that never truly fades, but remains as a simmering presence, bubbling through the bond.

I'm in love. This is what I was missing my entire life. This is the wholeness I yearned. It is them who filled the gap in me and made me complete.

(FIRST BONUS CHAPTER! THE AFTERCARE SCENE- I HOPE I DID IT JUSTICE! FOR MY LOVELY DOVE WHO REQUESTED THIS LONG BEFORE THE IDEAS WERE FULLY BORN! Midiiplier THIS IS FOR YOU! AND FOR THE OTHERS WHO WANTED THE FLUFF AND COMFORT THAT CAME WITH THE MORNING AFTER- I HOPE IT WAS ENJOYABLE FOR YOU TO READ! LET'S SEE WHAT COMES NEXT! STAY SAFE! LET ME KNOW YOUR THOUGHTS TOO!)

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