(Y/N) POV:
Hobi and (Y/N)'s outfits:
(Cos I can't tell how clear the photo is and this is amazing!)
When we'd finished breakfast Hoseok told me he was going to quickly get dressed before we left and then he was rushing off upstairs. The others pulled me towards the garden, the weather was perfect. It was sunny with a nice cool breeze, the universe for once was working in my favour rather than against me. Yoongi immediately sought respite in the shade and without another word tugged me with him, pulling me to sit onto his lap, his arms coming immediately to encircle me, legs tangling with my own.
I was surprised at the sudden gesture but didn't comment. If Yoongi wanted me here, why would I reject his tenderness?
I wasn't expecting for his arms to tighten around my waist and for him to lean forward until his chest was pressed against my back.
"I'm not telling you to rush, I'm asking that when you're ready don't shut us out, don't shut me out." He implored, words brushing against the shell of my ear. I shivered slightly not just from the soft sensation but also from the way his words were worming their way into my heart and making a permanent place for them.
I shifted in his lap slightly, not uncomfortable with his words because they were more than reasonable, they were welcoming and inviting, it was more so to do with me and if they'd still want me after learning everything about who I was.
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Cursed Fate
FanfictionThe universe has designed soulmates- someone that completes you. But what happens when you don't have one but seven? And all you want to do is run in the opposite direction when you see them...