SOUL } BTS

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When we woke up, the concert was finishing up. I stood, making Jimin stay and not hurt his foot. I stumbled over to the stage exit, and waited. I watched them as they said bye, and the first one off was Hoseok. He pulled me into his arms, breathing in deeply. I hug them all as they come out, and Namjoon sighs. "So, what happened, baby girl?" He asks. I shrug. "I caught Jimin, impaled myself." I say, and Namjoon shakes his head.

"Do we need to lock you up?" He asks, and I narrow my eyes. "Jimin would've died." I say, and he opens his mouth. He shuts it, and then opens his mouth again. Then shuts it. "You need to be more careful, baby girl." He says. I bite my lip softly, before leaning up and kissing him on the cheek. "Won't it all just heal anyways? My head is almost better anyways." I say, and he smiles softly. "Soulmates do help people heal faster." He says, and I nod. 

"They'll know I'm a BTS soulmate when my head ends up completely healed." I say, and Tae pulls me into a deeper hug. I am surrounded by the intoxicating scent of him as I meet his eye. He leans down, and pecks me on the nose. I giggle, pulling back. "You all should go shower before I develop a sweat kink." I say, making most of them snicker. "Okay, I'll go first, Noona." Jungkookie giggles, and blows an adorable kiss before doing his little run to the backstage bathroom, meant for showering.

I sniff. "So. Cute." I mumble as Hoseok wraps his arms around my waist from behind me. "Ara, my world, my love." He hums, and I giggle. 

They shower, each time loosing the admittedly pleasant scent of their sweat. What do you expect from them, smelly sweat? Nuh-uh. When they're all done showering, Jungkook and I help Jimin to the van, and I get sat in the back in between Namjoonie and Hoseok. I rest my legs on Hoseok's lap, resting my head in Namjoon's. He looks down at me, and we have a small witty banter about earthquakes. "How's your electricity doing, by the way, baby girl?" He asks. I wiggle my eyebrows. 

"Great." I say, and he grins. "Yeah?" He asks, and I nod. I yawn softly and he chuckles. "You're so friggin' cute." He says, and I giggle. "Hobi Hobi." I say, and he looks at me. "Ara, my world, my love." He recites, and I sit up and scoot onto his lap, unbuckling my seat belt. I straddle him, cuddling into his chest and he wraps his arms around my back appreciatively. "Hobi Hobi." I mumble again, as I listen to his heartbeat. It stutters every time I say something, which I find adorable as hell. 

"My, my, your heartbeat is beautiful." I say, and the soft tune skips a beat. "Yah, Ara, stop that." He says, catching on. I listen to his words reverberate in his chest and I smile. "My soulmate." I sing softly, and his heart just stops so long I think he's gonna suffer from brain damage. I lean back, and he looks melted. Like a candle. Or some chocolate. His eyes are soft, gentle and warm. I hit a soft spot. A light pink covers his cheeks when I meet his eyes. He looks so pretty and fragile. He breathes in a small breath, and I grin as Hobi turns at the flash of a light. I see Namjoon holding his cell phone, grinning.

He lowers the phone, and Hoseok turns back to me. I kiss the corner of his lips before settling my head in his chest again. "If you don't start breathing soon imma have to do CPR." I say, and he inhales shakily. His heart is skipping so regularly now, I might actually die. "We're here!" Jin rings from the driver's seat. I pull back and look at Hobi. His eyes are shut, lips slightly parted and he is breathing deeply. I look over to Namjoon, throw him a soft smirk and a head jerk to get out. He smiles, nodding softly and moves out with the rest of them.

 When the doors shut, Hoseok's eyes flutter open. I bite my lip softly, looking over all of his precious features. "Mercy?" He asks softly, and scoots up a little. I just lean in and kiss his jaw softly. He lets out a soft breath, and I place another gentle kiss on his face, just a little higher than his jaw. The next one is the corner of his lip, and he closes his eyes. I lean in, and once we connect lips, he moans softly. I let my hands travel from his neck to his soft hair and he pulls me closer. 

He kisses me hungrily, but I kiss slowly and sensually, letting my teeth drag across his bottom lip for a second before running my tongue over the area. When I pull back, he's panting softly, and I am entranced by the little line of saliva that connects us for a second. He opens his eyes, and they're still soft and gentle but a little more hungry. I'm about to move when he gently grabs my arm. "I'm hard, love." He warns, and I feel a dark look cross over my face. I lean back and that's when I feel his boner. He lets out a shaky breath, still holding onto my arms. 

"Ah- Ah. S-stop." He stutters, and I freeze. "I- I'm sorry-" I start, but he leans up and pulls me into another kiss. After he pulls back, he sighs happily. "I do not want to come in my pants. Do you know how embarrassing that would be?" He asks, and I chuckle in releif. He laughs softly, too. I lean in and kiss him for a little longer, before pulling back. "Does that mean I should stop kissing you, soulmate-ah?" I ask softly, and he eyes me. "Probably." He says, and I smile softly. "Okay, HopeWorld." I hum, and he slides his hands down to my hips before placing me on the seat next to him. I help him adjust his mask before we get out. 

We make our way into the hotel, conga-lining and laughing the whole way there. I stay closely in front of him, not wanting to embarrass him with his boner. When we get to the room, he turns the key in it and we both go in. I look around to see Taehyung and Namjoon looking at Joon's phone, Jungkookie and Jiminie play-fighting in the corner (despite Jiminie's injured foot), and Jinnie and Yoongi laying on the bed, with Yoongi's head on Jinnie's stomach. I took a second to appreciate the cuteness before Namjoon grinned at me. "Check your phone, baby girl." He says, and I check my phone. It's the picture he took in the car, Hoseok looking really soft and gentle with me on top of him, smiling softly with gentle eyes. My breath catches before I instantly set it as my wallpaper. 

I break away from HopeWorld and crash into Namjoon, hugging him. "You're the best, Joonie!" I squeal. Everyone's looking now, and I grin. I show them the picture, and they smile softly. Everyone, except Jimin that is. He's watching with dark eyes, that makes me shiver. I return to the soft, warm grasp of Hobi without hesitation, hiding behind his arms. "I'm tired." I say, yawning, and Namjoon chuckles. Namjoon throws a key, and I catch it. "Room 103." He says, and I nod. 

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So my grown ass neighbor be attacking a teenager- calling him a fuckboy and tell his/my parents he smokes and shit and getting him in trouble. Then he gets karma and his car gets stolen the next day and the dumbass was expecting to get off free fuck him fr. Also he's gonna think my neighbor or I stole it because I was really pissed at him yesterday and my neighbor was actually in trouble yesterday and was grounded. Imma imply it was me :p bc I'm petty. "Karma's a bitch, right Zachary?" 

Kisses x