Yoongi's POV

Jimin and Namjoon come back soon with the drinks and I'm not alone in noticing how giddy Jimin feels, his face in a dreamy state as Namjoon directs his body away from the wall with a sigh. "What happened to him?" I ask with curiosity, getting some of the drinks from Jimin's hands and setting them in the kitchen. "He met her" is all he says followed by a chuckle. "She took a picture of him and he managed to talk to her, now he's acting like a boy in love for the first time of his life".

Jin arrives and takes one of the drinks, humming loudly when the taste exceeds his expectations. "This is good! What did they talk about?" he asks after taking an other sip. We all turn to look at Jimin and he looks at us for the first time, smile still not leaving her face. "Y/N" he whispers, cheeks slightly rosy. "She's so... pretty, and her voice is so nice...".

"Y/N" I say, the name rolling off my tongue like sweet tea. "I was playing with this kitten when I heard the sound of a camera, then I turned around and when I saw her, my soul just knew it was our soulmate. She's so small and delicate... I crouched in front of her and I saw her bring life to the picture, it was really impressive. I can assure you she didn't feel the picture and it didn't seem to bother her" he added the last part for Jin who simply hummed along, pleased with what he was hearing.

"Didn't she feel the pull towards you? Doesn't she feel that we're her soulmates?" Namjoon asks, not understanding before moving to the kitchen counter to set down the drinks in his hands. I thought about it too, we feel it so easily, there's no doubt about it, but it doesn't seem to affect her.

"Could it be because she doesn't know what it's supposed to feel like? Maybe she expects some fireworks and some voice to say out loud This dude is your soulmate! or something like that?" Jungkook says and we turn around to look at him, who's standing in the door frame of the living room leading to the front door, hands dirty with mud from the garden.

He'd been very quiet about all this and it's his first time voicing his opinion about our last soulmate. "I was pretty oblivious too at first, you can't blame her for that" he adds, walking over to me, demanding a hug as he hides his face in my neck. I hug him, patting his back and he snuggles even further in my hold. "What's wrong, Kookie?" I ask in a quiet voice so only he can hear. "Nothing" he replies but I know it's not the truth. "We'll talk about it later, okay?" I feel him nod in my neck and I sigh in relief. I wasn't about to let our baby worry about something alone.

"So are we going?" Taehyung says loudly, entering the kitchen and choosing a drink before turning towards us. "Hm? Oh yeah, the grocery shopping, yes let's go. Yoongi dear, can you tell Hoseok to come downstairs, please?" Jin asks me with a smile, eyes fluttering and shooting hearts, knowing damn well I can't say no when he makes that face.

"Hoseok, where are you? We're leaving" I say once he's accepted the connection. "Is it time already? I'm coming!"

Right on cue, we hear footsteps running down the stairs and we watch as he almost hits Taehyung with his whole body when he doesn't stop on time. Hoseok tries to avoid him, but ends up tripping on Taehyung's foot and Namjoon catches him before he crashes on the floor.

"I-how many times will I have to tell you to NOT RUN IN THE STAIRS?" Jin screams, mother mode activated. "If not for Joonie, you could have hurt yourself! We might have a healer as our soulmate, but it's not any reason to not be careful!" Hoseok hangs his head low, pouting while Namjoon tries to soothe the poor man. "It's okay, Jin, he'll be careful from now on, right Hobi? Let's go!" he says, not giving anyone time to say anything else, pulling Hoseok with him to the front door. Jin huffs but Jimin takes his hand, giving him a big smile while using his ability to reassure him. Jungkook stays close to me and I bring Taehyung closer with my free arm, bringing them both to follow the group.

"Let's hurry, I'm really hungry". "Me too". "Me three". "Yes yes, let's go now".

Your POV

I close my laptop with a sigh. My energy had greatly depleted and now all I wanted was to sleep. As if on cue, Eunwoo leaves my bedroom and silently strides over to me, letting himself drop on the seat next to me with a plop. He opens his arms in an invitation to cuddle and I take it, letting my head rest against his chest as his arms tighten around me.

"You worked hard, just rest now" he said, his voice soothing. I know he's using his ability because my body feels less tense, more light and I start dozing off. "Don't fight it" is the last thing I hear before falling asleep.

I open my eyes in a dark room. I feel scared, weak. My small hands are shaking, wrists shackled to the wall. Eyes darting around the room at every noise. I feel so hungry, so thirsty, did the man forget me? I hear the sound of someone dragging his feet closer to the door. It's so scary, I want to leave. The door opens slowly, every light is turned off, I can't see anything. I feel someone move closer, a moist breath on my neck. I want to scream, to move away, but a hand grabs my neck, I'm unable to move as a tongue licks my skin-

My eyelids flutter open and I find myself still cuddling Eunwoo, the both of us spooning on the couch. I look at the clock on the wall and let out a small sigh. 3:28. So early. I try to get out of Eunwoo's hold on my body but he just tightens his arms around me, not allowing me to leave, he must be unconsciously sensing my distress. "Need some help?" I hear from behind the couch and I nod. "Please, I don't want to wake him up though". "No worries, you know he doesn't wake up easily, although he will have to wake up soon" Moonbin says with a small chuckle. He steps closer and gently moves Eunwoo's arms, giving me enough space to crawl to the floor. "Thanks" I say as I get back up, stumbling a little because of my still half sleeping body. "Easy now, let's not get hurt so early". I nod, accepting his arm when he offers it.

He leads me to the kitchen and once I'm seated, he slides a glass of water over to me. I stretch until I can reach it and take a sip, enjoying the feeling of the cold water in my body, it feels like forever since I drank something fresh. The feelings of my dream still fresh in my mind. "Are you okay?" he asks, probably noticing my frown. I look at him, thinking about what to say. "Did you have a dream again?". "I did. The small girl". He hisses sadly, he knows what happened to her was disgusting and terrible, everything engraved in my soul.

"I don't like your ability" he mumbles and I smile, knowing why he's saying that. "It's not all bad, it's just not all good either" I reply. He moves closer to me, sitting on the stool next to mine. "Still, why won't you just fake being useless so they can finally leave you alone?". I turn towards him and take his hands in mine, gently stroking them with my thumbs. "You know I can't do that, they would know straight away that I'm lying". He shakes his head, not happy with my answer even though he knows I'm right.

He then tries to change the subject. "MJ will come later to bring food for a few days. Eunwoo and I have to leave soon for work but he should arrive in around two hours, so you won't be alone for too long". I smile at him, grateful for them being in my life. Although being alone isn't something I totally despise, sometimes it's necessary and appreciated, it also causes me to get lost in memories, not all of them mine. It's not always easy to handle, especially the bad ones. Some can even be dangerous and I have on countless occasions needed someone to force me out of them to avoid damaging my soul.

I watch as Moonbin goes to wake Eunwoo up and I laugh when he growls like a savage. Eunwoo loves to sleep. Eunwoo hates to be awoken. Eunwoo will attack when threatened. Moonbin couldn't avoid the arms that caught him in time and ended up sprawled on the couch, limbs entangled with Eunwoo's. "Need help?" I say as I watch him struggle. He smiles at me and shakes his head. He's got it under control. Although he loves his soulmate, he will also not hesitate to use his ability if he doesn't have a choice.

"Eunwoo, I would wake up if I were you" I state loudly and I know he heard me when he tries to hide his smile, lips becoming a fine line as he resists the urge to giggle, completely oblivious to what's going to happen. Moonbin moves his hands across his chest slowly... and activates his ability. Sparks emanate from his fingers and Eunwoo jumps up, pushing a laughing Moonbin on the floor. "Binnie!" Eunwoo exclaims, mad and slightly hurt. "I told you" I remark, causing him to send me a death glare. I shrug it off and open my arms for him. He acts like he's thinking about it, but his eyes tell me he's going to accept and enjoy the hug. I watch with a smirk as he walks over to me and slides in my arms, humming in contentment.

I then feel him freeze slightly, then relax again. "Did you have a dream again?". There's no hiding it with them... "Yes, I'm fine. It wasn't too bad" I say and he backs away to stare at my face, trying to find any discomfort. "Really? Do you need help getting back to sleep?" I nod, that sure would be helpful. He takes my hand and leads me to my bedroom. I wave goodbye at Moonbin before disappearing in the room and Eunwoo waits until I'm comfortable in bed. He tucks me in the blankets, making sure everything is okay before setting a hand on my forehead.

I feel waves of comfort and warmth enveloping me. Sleepiness takes over like a mist and my thoughts blur. "Sweet dreams, Peach" and I fall asleep again.

I wake up to the feeling of being moved across the floor, pulled by one foot. I want to open my eyes, but my view is blinded with a cloth. Something feels wrong, something smells weird. It's thick, heavy in the air. It's sticky and warm. "Where are you taking me?" I manage to say and all I hear is a low, gruff growl. I'm so scared, someone, anyone, please save me... My foot is dropped, I think for a moment that I'm fine when I'm suddenly stepped on, breath leaving my frail body. Hands around my neck, squeezing hard and I suddenly find it hard to breathe. I want to tell him to get his hands off me, but I can't, cries muffled and sobs mixed with pain. The hands then go away and I struggle to breathe, tears falling over my cheeks like waterfalls. I cough and get close to throwing up. Then the cloth on my eyes slide off and-

"Y/N! Please wake up, please, please" I hear, followed by sobs.

I see the man's face. His black eyes looking at me with lust , blood everywhere. I try to shake him off, but he won't budge, he's too strong.

"Y/N, it's me, MJ, you're safe, you're okay, it's me". I freeze. MJ? I force my eyes open and blink many times, the view of his face fading to become a face I recognize, a face that brings comfort. I see in a blur, but I know it's him.

My throat hurts, my mouth is dry, I want to speak, but my voice won't come out. It feels hoarse, as if I've been screaming as loud as possible. I look at MJ and find out that it's probably exactly what happened. He helps me sit up and takes me in his arms, holding me as tight as possible. "You scared me so much, you wouldn't wake up not matter how many times I begged, you couldn't breathe, I was freaking out" he sobs. I stay still, allow him to take in my breathing, feel my arms around him. "Thank you for waking me up in time" I manage to say in a whisper.

He doesn't say anything, instead he backs away, just enough to gaze at my face and gently strokes my cheeks and that's when I realize that I've been crying. "I don't want to sleep again..." I murmur and his eyes tear up again. He knows what will happen next time and we all don't want that. The end of the memory. His phone starts ringing and he sighs. "I'll take this, I won't be long. The guys must be worried sick right now" he says as he head out of the room, leaving the door wide open.

"Hi Rocky. Yes, she's fine, you know, it's just... yeah. The worst will come next time. I know. Hmhm. Alright baby, love you too".

He comes back into the room and sits next to me, feeling a little better. They must be sending him positive waves. "Everyone will sleep here tonight, they won't settle for a no" he says with a small laugh. "You know I'm not planning to refuse, it'll be less scary if I know you guys are with me" I confess, already apprehending the next night. I look around to find the clock on the wall. 5:50.

"I'll go take a walk outside, to change my mind, is it okay?" I ask him, not really asking for permission more than to make sure he's fine. "Yes, yes, sure, I'll make breakfast for when you come back. If there's anything wrong, you call me". I hug him once more before getting up, taking a small jacket with me, the sea being a cold place at night. I put on my shoes, take my camera, printer and head outside.