I realise this didn't fit with the timeline for bonuses so sorry! But the rest should follow a chronological order!
Best song to listen to: Graduation song by BTS

(Y/N) POV:

I stand in front of the mirror smiling back at my reflection. Clad in my graduation robes, hair tumbling down over my shoulders, hat perched on top. Behind me is Kookie. In the same attire, hands moving forward to rest on my shoulders, resting his head over my left shoulder, shooting me a soft smile in the mirror. I smile back before twisting to face him, hands brushing over the collar of his shirt, straightening it, smoothing out the slight creases in his robes, hands panning across his shoulders and chest, marvelling at the strength under them before coming to rest on his biceps. My hands rest on them, as I look up at him, at the boy I've seen mature into a man. His frame is slightly broader, more muscular, he's grown further into his looks, a silent confidence and grace which fills his body, in the stance, in the way he holds and carries himself. I'm glad I've been part of this journey, seeing him become the man that stands in front of me today.

His own arms curl around my waist, a sudden tug which makes me lurch and grip at his arms tightly, his large hands warm on my waist, a solid comforting weight as he looks down at me, eyes sparkling, leaning down so our noses brush. Until we share the same air, the same breath.

"Congratulations (Y/N)-ah." He whispers, eyes looking at me with such warmth and softness.

"Congratulations Koo." I whisper back, sharing in this stolen perfect moment of intimacy of time just between the two of us.

He smiles, eyes crinkling slightly and teeth flashing with an innocence that never fails to tug at my heartstrings, never fails to make me melt and fall further. I lean into him, hands sliding up to rest on his shoulders, before they wind themselves around his neck, feel the muscles shift slightly as I silently urge him down. He obliges, head tilting down further so our lips can brush together in a soft feathery kiss, a slight pressure before it vanishes. I huff, the sound evoking a cute endearing bunny grin before he melds our lips together with a softness, a gentleness, one hand sliding up my waist, brushing across my sides, the curve of my breast, up my neck until it cups my jaw gently.

His lips softly press against my own, slowly and carefully exploring my own with long broad strokes of his tongue, as though he's committing the shape of them to memory, the plush pressure of his lips against my own, coaxes my mouth open, his tongue slowly and sensually intertwining with mine, sharing in the same breath, the same space as we slowly deepen the kiss. His mouth slanted over mine is with a slowness, as if we have all the time in the world. It's like air, a soft refreshing feeling. We kiss as if we're learning the shape and taste and feel of each other's mouths for the first time. But the kiss is also like coming home, a familiarity and comfort that only they can provide.

I hear the door open and softly approaching footsteps. I part my lips unwillingly from Kookie's, but unable to help myself, lean back to press butterfly kisses to his lips, to the corner of his mouth.

"Look at you two. Finally graduating. My loves all grown up." Hobi oppa says, both fondness and wistfulness in his tone, as though remembering the past few years, seeing the changes even as he stands there next to us.

His hands come to cup both our faces, leaning forward to kiss both our cheeks, stroking back Kookie's errant waves and brushing mine off my shoulder.

"You've come so far. I'm so incredibly proud." He adds, eyes imbued with warm loving energy, his own happiness and affection seeping out and mingling with our own.

I look up at Kookie, the image of him several years younger flashes in my mind's eye. He really has grown. Blossomed further into the man he is going to be, going to become.

And I love him. I love him for the boy I fell for, the maturing man I see today and the caring adult he will continue to be and grow into.

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I sit next to Eunwoo and Kookie, Mingyu and Gyeomie on seats either side of the two of them. I'm filled with a feeling of pride, to having come so far, for not having given up hope and for allowing myself to be surrounded with people who love me. For allowing myself that love and for giving love freely.

We each go up to collect our degrees, the weight of the scroll sitting comfortingly in my hand, the sound of cheers, claps, and laughter. The sight of our hats being thrown in the air, the warm solid body of Kookie colliding with mine as he scoops me up into a hug, whirling the two of us around in a bubble of ecstatic laughter, carefree as it spills out of our throats, unrestrained. I clutch tightly at his shoulders, breathe in the scent that is Kookie- the familiar scent of his favoured detergent, the scent of his shampoo and under it all- something that is intrinsically them. The scent of my soulmate.

I smile until my mouth aches and even then, it doesn't slip off my face, I laugh until it hurts but even then, it bubbles out uncontrollably. I pepper Kookie's faces with kisses, adorning every inch of exposed skin with my lips, showering him with my love and pride for him. The elation doesn't fade, it burns brighter and brighter, a strong aura of gold that envelops the two of us. The radiance in Kookie's face, the twinkle in his eyes, the beautiful curve of his lips and the waves of his hair that tumble down messily, my fingers carding into the silky strands, tugging him closer and closer, until I look at him deeply in the eyes.

"I love you Kookie." I say, our lips brushing together as I say the words.

And my heart thuds violently as though it'll lurch out of my chest, that it'll ache with the intensity of how much I feel for them. But all that's important in that moment, is him. That's all I see, feel and hear.

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The moment we step away from the bustle of students, our other six soulmates are there to swoop in and draw us into their arms, loud excited voices mingling with laughs and hands that bustle us close. Hugs that are tight and reassuring, soft and gentle but comforting and familiar above all.

Yoongi oppa draws me into his arms, pressing a kiss to my forehead before tucking my head under his, a pleased hum coming from his throat as he gently holds me, murmuring congratulations and endearments into my head before pulling back so he can guide me into a scorching kiss that dominates my mouth and bends me to his will, body pressed into his as his lips sear mine, branding my lips with the touch of his own. A hot ember that gains strength, a simmering crackling flame that warms me with the comfort of his soul and burns me with our passion.

Our lips part, my chest slightly heaving as I look up at him, sliding my palm to cup his cheek even as his dark eyes simmer and hold mine captive. Then the fiery stare softens, draws back to the soft warmth of a flame, lips quirking up before he breaks into a gummy smile.

"Congratulations sweetheart." He murmurs, only for me to hear, his eyes shining with pride and affection.

Minnie and Tae draw me close, surrendering Kookie to his hyungs before they each cocoon me from either side, the warmth of their bodies holding me still between them.

"So proud of you jagi." Tae whispers, mouth brushing across the shell of my ear moving down until he presses a soft kiss to the sensitive skin under it, a chaste kiss before he hugs me, swaying me gently in his hold. And then Minnie drapes himself over the two of us, pressing a trail of kisses down the side of my face until he reaches the corner of my mouth, inducing a smile and I can feel his lips against the curve of my own as he tilts my head to his.

"Well done baby." He says, eyes crinkling with joy, a subtle tug at my body as he uses his ability to shift me closer to him, so he can encompass me in his arms.

Joonie oppa and Jinnie oppa draw me out of the warmth of Minnie and Tae, gentle holds as they each hug me, a slight wateriness to Jinnie oppa's eyes as he smiles down at me, hand thumbing across my cheekbones, softly tracing the curve of my cheek. Joonie oppa good-naturedly smiles and teases him but his own face is lit with pride, dimples deep as he looks down at me with fondness.

Jinnie oppa has always been the stable source of comfort, the never changing constant support system in my life. Opening his arms without hesitation, eyes groggily blinking up at me, drowsy with sleep but welcoming, nonetheless. Silently tending and caring of us, of me. Without fail. His presence being enough to soothe me.

"Those long nights studying have all payed off darling." He says, drawing my mind to several memories of nights poring over papers and textbooks, work fanned across tables and carpet, body curving inwards with exhaustion and the small hope and light Joonie oppa came bearing with a warm mug and kind words. Soft reassuring conversations that stopped me from spiralling into panic and stress, coaxed me to take a breather. I smile back at him, thanking him for the support he gave.

And then a weight drapes across my back, head nestled in the crook of my shoulder, a soft kiss pressed into the curve of my neck.

"So proud kitten." He mumbles into my ear before spinning me around with a grace and ease, my hands going to stabilise myself by bracing themselves on his forearms.

His face is glowing, pride and content seeping out of him, happy energy rolling off him in infectious waves that makes a giggle bubble out of my throat just by being with him.

"I'll gladly be your energy kit. Just say the word." He promises, eyes twinkling with memories of days that had seemed morbid and down, the pressures of exams, deadlines and endless work seeming never ending and continuously mounting. Until he'd step in, forcefully pull me away and out of my room and hold me close on the couch, guide me back down to normal, remove all the negative panicky energy and fill it with his own unique energy that filled me with calmness, body curling into his as his energy coaxed me to rest, to shut my eyes and let myself relax in his arms. To allow myself to fall asleep to the safety of his body cradling mine as he held me, not allowing me to go back until he deemed me to be well-rested and emitting healthy energy.

Getting here was a journey they took with me, all of them helping in their own unique way. Building me up from my lowest to enable me to stand here firm and strong today. Each one of them bringing me a comfort, a solace that I didn't find anywhere else in the world. Couldn't find anywhere else.

They were soulmates. And they'd been there every step of the way since.

(A SOFT GRADUATION CHAPTER! HOW DID YOU FIND IT LOVELIES? I MELTED WRITING THIS, IMAGINING IT ALL. IT MADE ME SUPER DUPER SOFT. ACK! NOW ONWARDS WE GO! THE NEXT BONUS CHAPTER WILL MARK THE BEGINNING OF A SERIES OF BONUSES, ALL LINKED AND FLOWING TOGETHER! BUCKLE UP LOVES! STAY SAFE!)

QUESTION....SOMETHING THAT HAS HAPPENED AND YOU DON'T KNOW HOW TO FEEL ABOUT IT!

Mine is...by the time I reached 18, I learnt from my mum that I had received 3 marriage proposals already! But she kept it hidden from me! Midiiplier  and @ChancesAreLuck, where you at?

Borahae! 💜💜💜

PurpleQueenie <3