Soulmates

The small

"Yeah your probably right" Hoseok nods at Jimin's statement and he stands up, lifting me with because of our hands as we make our way towards everyone else.

They're all lined up at the doors, ready to head towards the vans waiting in the parking lot. Everyone starts saying their goodbyes and I give everyone a one armed hug, forcing basically all of TxT and half of BTS to bend over due to the fact that they're giants and I'm only five foot two.

They wave one last time before exiting, going straight to the designated vehicles. I guess they'll have tell the drivers what happened, due to the fact that they're missing a member each.

Turning my back to the door I face my handsome soulmate and smile at him.

"I have a small apartment a few blocks away, I can call a cab and we can stay there tonight"

"Why don't we just walk, it's a pretty night out" I shoot him a smile and he nods excitedly.

He puts on his mask and cap before looking down, where I do the same thing. Hand in hand we make our way out into the cool night air.

I let him lead the way since I don't know where we're going and he swings our hands as we go. We get to talking and soon the walk is over, we make it to his house before our discussion of waffles even gets interesting. He scans a card on his key ring and greets the security guards and secretary, them shooting us big smiles when they spot our interlocked hands.

He pulls me into the elevator before pressing a button for the twelfth floor.

My body instinctively moves closer to his, due to my dislike of elevators. He seems to understand and wraps his unattached arm around my shoulders, successfully wrapping my body up in his. And I feel safe.

The door dings and he holds me for a second longer before we walk into the cool hallway. There's only one door in the hallway, right at the end, which I'm guessing is his. We stop at the door, and I look away while he presses numbers on they keypad, respecting his privacy.

A buzz sounds to confirm the correct password and the door unlocks. Free hand turning the knob, Hobi leads me into his "small apartment" that seems to be the opposite of small.

It makes sense, he is probably one of the richest men in the world right now so of course a small apartment for him would mean a giant two story flat.

"The good host thing to do would be to offer you a drink, but I really don't want to let go of your hand" he sheepishly smiles as he speaks.

"That's okay, I really don't want you to either. Plus I'm not thirsty."

He chuckles and walks me up the stairs, saying something about a tour. It's not much of a tour since we only make it to one room before he attacks me with questions.

"You must be tired, you had to perform today. What time did you get up? You probably didn't get a full eight hours did you? Do you want to shower? You can totally do that. Wait what are you gonna sleep in? I mean you can borrow something of mine of course. Not of you don't want to though! You totally don't have to-"

" Hey hey hey hey Hobi calm down" I try to keep my voice gentle, scared he might pass out. He really is an impressive rapper, I don't think he breathed once during that. "let's take it one at a time yeah? You're just as tired as I am. Yes I would love to shower. I didn't really think about what I was gonna wear, but if you're offering I would love to borrow something from you" I avoid his eyes on the last sentence, a little embarrassed to be asking for his clothes on the first day.

When I look back up I find his eyes already on me, that beautiful smile on his face.

"Well then let's get you some clothes so that we can sleep yeah?"

Together?