"Open your mouth, Marshmallow" Jungkook coos from behind me and brings a fork full of pasta to my mouth. I sigh and do as told, but since he doesn't see anything due to forcing me to sit on his lap at the table, of course he would splatter the bite on my cheek.

"Jungkook!" I scream in a laugh while he just giggles like a cute child under our soulmates' happy eyes. Yoongi sighs and gets a tissue to wipe my cheek softly while Jungkook tries again, this time safely managing to get the fork in my mouth.

I bite and swallow before turning my upper body to look at him. "You know, I can eat by myself". He stares at me without saying anything. Suddenly a little self conscious, I meet eyes with Yoongi but he just shrugs. "Indulge him for now, he'll be worse later if you don't".

Great. I look back to Jungkook to see him grinning before getting an other mouthful of pasta to my mouth, this time seeing what he's doing. "Say ahhhh". After hesitating under his expectant eyes, I slowly open my mouth and say "A-ahhhh".

I'm sure I don't need to say that I currently feel like a child. That's what I used to do with my little sister. She was two, not twenty-two!

But I follow Yoongi's recommendation and let Jungkook have his fun, because I know he needs the contact. He's going back to school tomorrow along with Jimin, Taehyung and Namjoon, so he wants to enjoy our time together as much as possible. Worry free.

At least I think it is. I can't shake off the feeling that a deep constant sadness is seeping into the bond, but it's almost like a ghost, it's there, but at the same time, it's not. As if it's unconscious, a worry that digs into the mind like a constant reminder that something bad could happen. It worries me a little, but since it doesn't really change, I eventually forget that it's even there.

A feel something warm poke my nose and I come back to reality to see a fork of pasta in front of my eyes. "Jungkook, not again!" I whine but he just shrugs. "You weren't giving me any attention, it's your own fault" he replies and I pout before accepting the bite he brings to my mouth.

"You both are too cute" Jin coos from the other side of the round table and the others hum in unison. Jungkook and I blush under their loving gazes. I point to an other meal. "Kookie, I want some chicken please" I whisper to focus on something else other than my embarrassment, but this time, even he participates in cooing at me.

Still, he gets what I asked so nicely for and brings it to my mouth, letting me bite into half of it before bringing the other half to his mouth.

"Your food is always so good, Jinnie" I praise the man and he beams at my words like a peacock showing off in front of a crowd. "Of course it's good, all my love goes into that food, I would be surprised of the opposite happening, not liking my food? Ah, as if possible!" he chirps and Namjoon shakes his head with a small smile.

The rest of the meal goes without problem. Jimin and Taehyung are the first to leave the table after taking their dishes with them to the kitchen. They then go to their room to study a little. Yoongi follows suit and goes to his room to take care of a project of his, but he still won't tell me what it's about and I'm growing quite impatient, much to his amusement. Namjoon goes to the living room with Jin and Hoseok comes to leave a peck on my temple before going to cuddle with the two men on the couch.

That leaves the table with only Jungkook and I. His head comes to rest on my shoulder and I lean my head against his. "I missed you. I know we see each other everyday... but spending time like this, I really missed this feeling" he whispers softly, his heart both aching and fluttering, making mine react just the same way.

"I'm sorry Kookie... I didn't mean to neglect you" I whisper back but he shakes his head with a soft smile. "It's okay, a lot has been happening that's out of our control. Let's just enjoy tonight" he says and I nod slowly.

He helps me down on my feet and together we clean what's left on the table and in the kitchen. As I scrub the dishes clean, he dries them and puts them back where they belong. Our teamwork allows us to go through everything quickly and after putting the leftovers in the fridge, he pulls me with him to his room that's upstairs.

I haven't been in any of their rooms so far, only the nest and mine, so it feels a little more intimate. To share their personal space for the first time. He opens the door and shyly allows me inside before closing it behind him.

The room sports indigo walls, one looking like the milky way with stars and beautiful colors. I can't help but stop to stare at it, awed by the beauty it depicts.

He comes to stand by my side and stares at his wall. "I painted that when we first got here, I love the Universe and all that it holds, so I wanted some of it in my resting place" he says and my mouth opens wide. "You painted that?!". He nods and goes to his desk to get a sketchbook. He goes to sit on his bed and pats the space next to him.

As I walk to his bed, I take a look around to find that the room is clean, spotless even. Everything is neat and at their place. That's a side of Jungkook I didn't really know. I need to give them more attention, learn more about who they are, what they like. This is all new for me and having seven soulmates is a little intimidating, but that's no excuse. I need to do better.

I sit down next to him and he puts the book on our thighs so we can both see what's inside.

What I see indeed takes my breath away. So many beautiful drawings, portraits he's done of our soulmates, objects, landscapes, characters he's created, stories. I can't help but reach out to grab the book, laying it wide open on my lap to take my time on each drawing. I can feel his eyes analyzing my reactions, maybe expecting something negative eventually, but it doesn't come, for I am absolutely amazed.

"Kookie... you have talent, this is beautiful" I whisper and his part of the bond beams softly, as if shy to take the compliment.

I keep turning the pages until I find on a few that look almost the same. "Oh, these are... a small story I made. You have to turn them quickly to see them moving" he explains and proceeds to show me what it looks like.

It seems to be the story of a man who was alone, sad and depressed. But then, as he meets his soulmates, a smile widens more more and more on his face, eyes brightening and filled with love, his posture straightening into that of a proud man. I know right away that this is him with the others and it seems to have been drawn quite a while away. What I don't expect is to find myself in the story too, showing himself inviting me to their group with open arms. I walk to them and they all embrace me together, showing how beautiful our complete group of soulmates is.

I have truly no words to describe how touched I am. I look up to see his face to see his glassy eyes, a vulnerability to his expression that has me tearing up too. "Kookie..." I whisper before hugging him tight, feeling his arms slide around me just as strong. "It's beautiful" I add and his body starts shaking lightly.

Confused, I try to pull back from the hug to see his face, to see what's wrong, but he doesn't allow me, his arms pulling me close to him. "What's wrong, Jungkook? Speak to me" I murmur, noticing the shift in the bond, the same deep sadness I felt bursting free. So it came from him. Maybe not just him, but at the moment, there's no doubt that he carried the biggest part of it.

He doesn't say anything, so I hug him again and stroke his back up and down as soothingly as I can while sending him all the love I can muster. He starts sobbing and my heart breaks at the sadness erupting from him. Just what's going on?

"I just found you, I don't want to lose you" he cries and I frown as tears fall down my cheeks. "You won't lose me, Kookie, I'm right here, I'm not going anywhere" I tell him but it doesn't seem to reach him.

This time, I pull back from the hug and he doesn't resist. I move the sketchbook away and turn on the bed to face him. I grab his hands and bring them to my mouth, leaving soft kisses on his knuckles. "What happened? What happened when I left with Hoseok? What did Bang Si-Hyuk say?".

I seem to hit straight on the nail because his eyes raise to meet mine in panic. "Don't try to keep the truth away from me, Kookie, I'll learn it sooner or later" I try when I see how he tries to find a way out, his eyes darting around as if trying to find something to use to change the conversation.

I bring a hand to his face and wipe his cheek while forcing him to look at me. "Tell me, please".

He bites his lips and his eyes fix mine for a long time in silence. "Is it my health? Is it that bad?" I start and he bites his lips so strongly I fear he'll bleed. Using my thumb, I release them from his teeth softly. " I could see Namjoon's reaction too. Am I... am I dying?" I whisper with a calm tone, but my voice breaks a little at the end.

The thought of leaving them behind does nothing to ease my mind. We're only just starting our life together, I don't want to go so soon. His eyes fill with tears again and he closes them as he leans into my hand, his own free hand going to cover mine on his cheek.

He doesn't need to say anything for me to know that I'm right. So I'm dying. That explains a few things. "Does Hoseok know too? He was with me when you were told that information". He nods softly and I sigh.

I pull him into my arms and kiss his cheek. "It'll be fine, Kookie, I'll be fine, I won't leave you behind. I'll fight and free myself of these shackles, I'll make sure to live a beautiful life with all of you. I'm not giving up just yet".

He nods quickly into my neck, his arms darting to my back to pull me close. "I love you so much" he whispers and I sob. "I love you too".

We stay like that for a while, letting the other's warmth remind us that right now, we're together, we're fine. It does nothing to worry for something that has yet to happen. Our soulmates eventually start sending us soothing waves even without really knowing what's going on and I appreciate them not walking in on the moment to let Jungkook and I comfort each other alone.

Slowly, Jungkook breaks the hug and wipes his face with his sleeves, then doing the same with my face, his soft eyes making sure he's being careful and not too rough with his movements.

"Hum... I think I should tell them that you know, so they won't have to lie in front of you for nothing... I'm going to get a bottle of water, would you like one too?" he says and I nod as he leaves the room. He closes the door and I sigh.

They probably figured it would be better if I didn't know while they'd take care of everything by themselves. Thought I didn't need anymore bad news on top of my already messed up life. But I'm glad Jungkook led me to figure things out, because it'll be a weight removed from their shoulders and I can get ready for what's about to come. I don't know how long I have left, but if I do manage to survive, I get the feeling that I'll still come very close to my end. These memories aren't messing around.

A feeling of guilt rushes through the bond and I know they just heard from Jungkook. I send them appeasing waves to let them know that I'm in no way mad at them, that I'm just fine and it does seem to do the trick. The bond calms down and although the guilt doesn't go away just yet, the deep rumbling feeling of sadness has considerably decreased.

"We'll get through this" I whisper to myself as I gaze back at the story drawn by Jungkook. I look around again to see what kind of things he keeps around and my eyes catch the sight of a canvas by his desk. A blank one. I stand up to reach it and grab it before going back to the bed.

I stare at the story and back to the canvas a few times, wondering if I could still be able to do this. Jungkook's story was very well drawn, every paper a continuity of the last, so it wouldn't look too weird. A lot better than my drawings anyway.

I hear the door open and Jungkook enters quietly, his eyes drawn on what I'm doing with curiosity. He opens the bottles of water and hands me one while gazing at the canvas I found. After gulping down the water, finally realizing how thirsty I am, I decide to explain what's going on.

"Remember when you spoke of hearing your teachers talking about someone with the ability to bring life to drawings?" I start and his eyes widen. "Was that you?!" he screams and I laugh. "Yeah, giving life to drawings is a lot harder than pictures, so I quickly put that aside and decided to focus on what I do well, but it doesn't mean I can't do it. I was wondering if I could still manage and transfer these pages to this canvas".

He sits down on the bed in front of the objects and hum. "So you want to try? I'd really like to see that happening" he says with sparkling eyes and I chuckle. I get into position and tilt my head a few times, wondering about something.

"I have to ask you, Jungkook, were you... feeling a lot of emotions where you were drawing these?". His mouth opens and he stares down at the sketchbook. "I... yeah. A lot of different feelings. Good ones though. I think". I huff and shake my body a little to get into it. This is going to be a shock.

"Why?" he asks, suddenly getting worried and I smile. "Because those lines and feelings will all pass through me to reach the canvas. I won't read into it because I can't, not with what I'm about to do. It's just going to be... how can I explain? Imagine eating a spoon of coffee beans without the water. It's... intense. You'll get a little idea of what I'm talking about once I'm done. I apologize in advance. Namjoon probably won't be much different" I say in a laugh and watch as an amused smile appears on his face.

I set one hand on the first paper of the story and the other on the canvas. I close my eyes and concentrate on my ability, letting it create a link to the tip of my fingers, reconnecting both to form a line at the center of my soul.

"Okay... let's do this" I murmur and activate the transfer.

I can feel all the lines drawn on the paper start climbing up on my skin and Jungkook's gasp only confirms it. And that's when it starts. All the emotions that went into each movement of his pen at the time. Happiness, exhilaration. Pride, love, contentment. Frustration, laughter, vulnerability. It all hits me at once and I almost stop everything from being too much to handle.

I barely feel Namjoon's surprised panic as the papers transfer one after the other and the rush of emotions get even stronger, which I thought wasn't possible.

When it fades away and I can finally open my eyes, my sight becomes blurry for a moment. Jungkook catches my falling body with a cry, but my giggle breaks his growing panic. That was such a high, I feel as if I'm drunk. I laugh again and raise my body from Jungkook's hold before cupping his cheeks with a grin.

"So how is it, bunny man?".

He seems so confused and the sight makes me laugh even more. I fall on my back and roll to my side before falling down on the floor with a loud thump. A few swear words reach my ears before feet run to my side and Jungkook takes me in his arms and back on his bed.

"Are you okay?! What's happening to you" he mumbles before giggling when he sees my face. "You look drunk!" he exclaims and the door opens to a very confused group of soulmates. "I LOVE YOU ALL" Namjoon screams and I raise my hands in the air. "I LOVE YOU ALL TOO" I scream with force.

"Jungkook, did you put something in the water?!" Taehyung asks with wide eyes while Jimin tries to hide his smile when Yoongi avoids the tall giant from crushing his body. Hoseok grabs the canvas, which gathers everyone's attention.

"That's the story you drew, right Jungkook?" he asks as they watch the lines move flawlessly, as though it was always meant to be animated. "Yeah, she wanted to try and said that it would be intense for her, but I didn't think it would affect her that much..." the latter mumbles before they all turn to me.

"Jungkookie had so many feelings and that made me HIGH ON LOVE" I exclaim, making Hoseok jump at the outburst while Namjoon starts jumping from one back to the other.

"Are you saying you literally got drunk on Jungkook's emotions?!" Jin exclaims and I nod with a giggle. They all turn to Namjoon, finally connecting the dots and they all laugh out loud.

"Well I'll be damned, never thought that was possible!" Taehyung says between two loud laughs and Jungkook soon gets caught between my arms in what must be the most uncomfortable position, his legs dangling in the air, him on his stomach and my arms holding his head against my chest.

Namjoon decides that it's his turn to get my attention and pushes Jungkook out of my arms before scooping me up in his own and out of the room with quick feet. Shouts of indignation and worry follow us through the corridor and down the stairs, but we're too busy laughing to even care about the possible dangers our states can bring us.

So when Waffle makes his way out of my room after being woken up by our loud shouts to see us stumbling our way down the stairs, he of course hurries to us to help, although he doesn't know how, maybe his barking can make us more careful.

We luckily make our way to the bottom and I pat Namjoon's shoulder to set me down, which he does with happy confusion, a smile permanently spread on his face. I crouch and grab Waffle's ears before snuggling my face into their soft fur.

Waffle should've stayed in bed, he thinks to himself. He should've ignored them, now he's the one in danger. Can he still make it away? Waffle needs to try, he-

He tries to step away, so I quickly wrap my arms around his stomach and lift him up in the air. I groan at the heaviness of his body, but still proceed to make us twirl around the room with a loud  'weeeeee'. Namjoon joins me soon and there begins a new cult kind of dance around a nonexistent fire.

"Just what are we going to do with them" Yoongi murmurs, exasperation settled deep into his voice. "I say we ignore them and move on with our night. I'm still the one snuggling with her tonight though" Jungkook responds.

They all nod and leave to do their own stuff. They leave their doors open in case something truly goes wrong so they can react quickly, but they decide that for now, Waffle is plenty enough to keep them busy.

But to Waffle, what he's enduring right now is betrayal. His owner's soulmates just threw on him the highest betrayal of all time. Because what can he do, except indulge the two drunk people? He's just a dog and, for the first time in his life, Waffle wishes he was one tough human. Just to knock them out once so they can wake up normal again.

I kiss his head when his wines reach my ears and I stop turning in circle to find myself suddenly dizzy and unable to stand up straight. Namjoon, who kept going, bumps into me and sends us three to the floor.

Waffle quickly runs away, happy for the sad turns of events that has his owner laughing on the floor like a crazy person. He's going to hide for the rest of the night, this wasn't in the job's description.

"Fucking shit, they're worst than toddlers" Yoongi mumbles and that's the last thing I remember before I pass out, the rush of energy finally sending me into a deep sleep.

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