SOUL } BTS

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I went to the kitchen with Hoseok, Jin and Namjoon. I perched on the counter, and they pulled chairs up to talk to me. "You look so perfect to me, right now, baby girl." Namjoon says, and I hum. "Just to you, Namjoon." I say, chuckling to myself but Jin rolls his eyes. "He's not the only one, baby." He says. I lean back, a smile growing on my face. "You really are the most gorgeous person I've ever met, Ara." Hoseok says, and I feel a light tint of pink or red cover my face.

"I could go on and on about you all but it would take approximately 17 years, 7 months, 3 weeks, 19 days, 23 hours, 56 minutes and 49 seconds. For each of you." I say, and they chuckle softly. "Specific." Namjoon says, and I nod. "I did the calculations the day I met you all, but it keeps going up every second so I'd rather not re-calculate it." I say, making Jin crack a grin. 

"We'll let you off the hook, baby." He says, making me hum. "Thanks, Seokjin." I hum, making him grin. I turn to Namjoon, and he looks at me for a few seconds before closing his eyes. Hoseok places his hand on Namjoon's chest and laughs. That's when Jungkook walks in and I hop off the counter to hug him. I stretch up to wrap my arms over his shoulders, and he wraps his arms around my waist. "Noona." He hums, and I pull back from my soulmate. "Your lip looks like it hurts, Noona." He says softly, and I chuckle. "I'm fine, baby boy, don't worry about it." I say, turning back to the other boys. 

I go back to the counter, and I eye the boys. I open my hand, and let the electricity flow from my fingertips. I giggle as I throw the electricity to my other hand, connecting the current. I let the electricity run through the current from my two hands, and they watch in awe. "You're so cool, Noona." Jungkook says, eyes lighting up. I hum as the electricity absorbs back into me. "Thanks, Kook." I say, and he grins. "It's true!" He says, making me grin. 

That's when Namjoon gets a call. He walks outside with it. "I wonder who that is." Jin hums, and I nod, already making plans to take them up to my little cliff on Namsan for the sunset. "I think I may have to look you all up online, if that's okay with you. See what kind of photos there are of you guys. Scandals." I say, chuckling. Jin smirks, "Every picture of me is extremely sexy, be warned now." I roll my eyes.

"Hmm? K thanks, I'll check them out." I hum, and Jin laughs. Hoseok laughs with him, and Jungkook giggles. "Anything I should check out for you two?" I ask, turning to Jungkook and then Hoseok. Hoseok chuckles. "You'll find things yourself if you go down the BTS black-hole." Hoseok says, and I wiggle my eyebrows. "Will do." I say, and he laughs. That's when Namjoon walks in, and he has a blank look on his face. 

"What is it?" Jin asks softly. "We have some interviews, red carpets and concerts scheduled in the States." Namjoon says, and Hoseok closes his eyes. I bite my lip. "How long?" I ask, and Namjoon meets my eyes. "About a month and a half." He says. That's, like, 45 or 46 days. "When?" I ask softly. Namjoon sighs, "In a few days." I nod. I open my mouth to say something, and then close it. 

I look over to Jungkook, who looks like he's about to cry. His eyes are full of tears, and his full bottom lip is trembling, jutted out. I hop off the counter and move over to him quickly, pulling him into my arms. He sniffled, trying to not cry as he wraps his arms around my waist. "What's wrong, Jungkook?" I mumble into his neck as he nuzzles his face closer into my chest. 

He sniffles. "I don' wanna leave you." He mumbles. I hold him closer, breathing in his scent. "We can text, call, face-time. Whenever you want, baby boy." I say, and he sniffles again. "But it's not like I would get to hug you." Jungkook mumbles. I turn to see the boys, who are talking quietly about leaving. I catch Namjoon's eye and nod before I pull Jungkook out of the room and to his room. I sit him on his bed and he sits next to me, leaning on me. I wrap my arm around him, and he lets out a few tears. 

"I don't want to leave you. You could get hurt. I'll miss you so much. We wouldn't perform as well." He sniffles, and I turn and pull him onto my lap. He straddles me slightly, his shins supporting him as he hugs me. "I'm not going anywhere, baby boy, ok?" I mumble, wiping a tear from his soft, perfect cheek. He nods, sniffling. "Okay, Noona. I'll miss your hugs. And your food." He says, his bottom lip jutted out in a soft pout. "It's only a month and a half, baby boy." I say, and he nods. "I know." He sniffs. 

"We can call. Text. Face-time. I'll send you videos." I say, and he nods, burying his head back in my neck. I hold him as he cries, rubbing his back. "But you have to leave us too. Aren't you- aren't you gonna miss us? Miss me?" He asks, and I hum. "I'm here with you right now, aren't I?" I say, and he nods. "I'll miss you all. I'll miss you." I say, and he nods again. "You have to call me twice everyday. At least." I say, and he smiles. I lean up and kiss his cheek, right under his eye. 

"I promise, Noona." He says, and I smile. "Okay, do you wanna go back to the living room?" I ask, and he kisses my forehead. "Sure." He says. We go to the living room, and they look a little lost. Jimin looks like he's about to cry, Yoongi looks blank like Namjoon does, Hoseok is trying to cheer everyone up. Jin look blanker than Hoseok but happier than Yoongi. Taehyung also looks blank. I look at them with a soft look. "Jiminie, you okay baby?" I ask softly, and he looks at me. 

He stands and almost glides like and angel into my arms. I drop Jungkook's hand to hold him, and I hold him close. He whines softly. "I'm gonna miss you so much!"

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Okay so first off- y'all should know I'm a fuck up by now.
I say Monday but I mean Monday-Sunday :)

With all the death going on in the music industry right now- including suicide victims such as Goo Hara and Sulli -and other deaths including Juice, I am finding it hard to keep myself going everyday. Music is in my soul, and I love every musician with every dark crevice of my heart for the light they bring to others. I have been making very hard decisions lately, and have been sick. Juice WRLD was one of my favorite rappers- he'd been making me smile for years. When X passed, I thought that I would never have to go through anything so painful again- and then Juice. With my luck it'll be J. Cole or fucking Jimin next.

I have also been experiencing a lot of shit with my neighbors and stuff. One of my close friends was arrested a few days ago on a warrant, my brother is deploying, most of my friends aren't talking to me, my family uses me as a photo op and I am experiencing teenage love problems. Pathetic, right?
I just want you all to know that if I don't update, it's not bc I don't love you all it's bc I'm human as well and I want to let you all know my IM's are open for you all- let me be your therapist. 

I love you all-

Kisses x