A Rose Between Thorns

Chapter 9: RIP Yoongi's Shirt

This chapter is brought to you by Namjoon's Wine and Book Club. Thou shalt not be Linda.

"Ah shit," Yoongi mutters under his breath. Meanwhile, I'm still fucking speechless. Yoongi... is my soulmate? I question, looking back up at him in disbelief. Wait, does that mean the other guys are too? Is that why they were asking me about it last night? Do they know?

My mind is swirling with questions as Yoongi gently picks me up in his arms. "I have- I mean, we have something we need to tell you," he says, looking back at me with a reddened face.

"Hell fucking yeah you do," I mutter, to his amusement.

"You know, it's surprising to see a lovely lady like you with a potty mouth," He scolds jokingly with a smirk on his face.

"Fuck off," I respond, causing him to chuckle before heading to the door.

"You do know that my legs work, right?" I ask quietly after a couple moments, raising a brow.

"Yes, Namjoon has stated before. I'm still carrying you, so deal with it," Yoongi says, and dons a serious expression as we leave the room.

Jimin is the first to notice, and he bounds over to us in excitement. "Are you okay? We're so sorry that we-wait a minute," he says, his gaze falling on my right hand which I have draped around Yoongi's neck, where else am I supposed to put my arms?

His eyes widened as Yoongi carried me to the living room where the rest of the guys awaited us. He gestures for Taehyung to move as he sets me down, taking the seat beside me.

"You boys all have some SERIOUS explaining to do," I scowl, and the rest of the guys notice the marking on my hand.

"Goddammit, Yoongi what did you do?" Jin says with a sigh, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Yah, I didn't mean to! It just happened!" Yoongi defends, holding his hand to his heart in mock offense. Jimin joins us in the room, taking a seat in Taehyung's lap. He had decided to claim the armchair once he was evicted from his seat on the couch.

"Okay, hold on. I thought you all are soulmates with each other. So why do I now have Yoongi's tattoo on my hand?" I ask them impatiently, holding it up for them to see.

All of the boys look around before settling their gazes on Namjoon. "Ah,why do I have to explain it," he mutters, before turning to me.

"We were hoping that we wouldn't have to tell you this until later, when we felt you were more comfortable. As soon as we saw your audition we were all drawn to you, as I've said before."

"We had been looking for an eighth member not for expanding our fan base or anything, but because we were missing an eighth soulmate. Do you see where I'm getting at here?" Namjoon says hesitantly.

Of course my slow ass potato brain takes a few moments to fully register what he is saying.

"Wait wait wait, so what you're telling me is that, you're all my soulmates?" I ask in disbelief, confused as all get out. This is all too much.... and it's only my first day here! 

The guys look around at each other before nodding. Oh, that's just great. Good to know I'm the soulmate of seven guys. Not just seven ordinary guys, but seven Kpop idols. Jesus Christ.

"Wait, why is it that I only have Yoongi's tattoo then? Shouldn't I have the rest of yours as well?" I question, looking back at the piano keys on my hand. If I'm their final soulmate, where are the other tattoos?

"Ah well, likely the reason is because you were able to trust Yoongi enough for a bond to form," Jimin chimes in, smiling proudly. "Sometimes the bonds may require more trust than others, so you won't get our tattoos until then."