Sang is in pain, and writhing in Nathan's bed, when Owen comes in. She can't believe he's real, but when he calls her by her first name and touches her on the shoulder, she know he can't be a hallucination, because her brain wouldn't be brave enough to hallucinate him using her first name.
She hugs him, and he realizes she's not wearing anything under the blankets, and the incomplete bond is drawing them together.
Owen asks Sang about her feelings for him, and she tells him she loves him, and he tells her he loves her. There's some smoochie smoochies.
Then Owen asks her what she wants from him, and she has to fight her nerves and the memory of her step-mother's words, and ends up spiraling in doubt, but a wave of pain knocks the words out of mouth.
Owen admits that he's a virgin, and he's scared.
They have a mini therapy session, BECAUSE WHY NOT, AND, HEY THE AUTHOR DIDN'T NEED THAT SANITY ANYWAYS, and then fade to black, because I'm apparently not brave enough to write the steamy stuff, even if Owen would let me, and I kinda doubt it.
So, there. A handful of paragraphs to describe the chapter that took me an agonizing MONTH to write.
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Soul Bonds
FanfictionWhen the world changes overnight, and Sang finds herself separated from the nine boys she loves, how can she survive until they are all reunited? I'm marking this as mature to be safe. I don't THINK I'll be getting very... mature in this, but dunno...
