The year someone turns 18 they have the opportunity to be injected with a serum that will produce a soulmate mark somewhere on their body. This serum is costly and the procedure to get the injection is not covered by insurance.
A rare illness cropp...
I apologize profusely to Dasom when I get back upstairs about missing out on helping her finish up lunch. "There will be plenty of times to help in the future." She repeats the sentiment made not so long ago. "I understand that you might have your hands full in the early stages of your bond." Then she gives me one of those sly knowing looks only mothers can pull off. Like she knows exactly what has detained me. I'm sure she is refraining from comment both because I'm an adult, but also because she is our employee. Granted, while I haven't known her long she has somewhat begun to fill that vacant spot in my heart that once belonged solely to my mother and grandmother.
"Well, at least let me help you put the food on the table."
She tries to put up a fuss about that too, but before she can fully protest I already have a dish in hand. I glance at my soulmates who are all sitting around the table. Namjoon smiles up at me. I can't help but smile back. I really didn't expect him back anytime soon. I figured after the meeting he had that someone at the building would tie him up with something more to do. I glance at the clock on the wall and realize that this is a later lunch than I had anticipated having. I'm guessing that means that Namjoon called Dasom, or someone else, to relay that he would be heading home and asked to go ahead and postpone lunch a little bit. It also meant that I had been detained a lot longer than I realized. I felt a blush begin to infuse my cheeks.
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Once the food is all on the table and we are all seated, myself in the seat between him and Jk. Joon states, "we can go ahead and eat. Jin is on his way back, but it will take him some time to make it here. He asked us to not hold up on his account. Once he gets back, and after he has the opportunity to eat himself I would like to discuss the meeting with everyone."
There is a chorus of agreement before the conversation is quieted due to everyone quenching their impending hunger. I'm surprised to feel a hand on my thigh and look up to Joon with a question in my eyes. He shakes his head as if to answer the question that I don't quite know I am asking myself. Then he squeezes my thigh as if to reassure me, or make heat pool within me. Although I think that is probably more likely a side effect of what his touch can do to me.
When we are just finishing up eating and the dishes have been carried into the kitchen is around the time that Jin gets back. He makes quick work of the plate in front of him so we proceed forward to the meeting faster than I anticipated.
Joon turns to Tae and surprises me with his words. "Taehyungie, I know that you are enjoying working with Daisy on her Korean, and I'm not going to completely halt those lessons. But, I do think we should expedite them." He walks away, and for a moment I think he has left before he comes back carrying his messenger bag. He sits it on the table and pulls something out of the large pocket. It's gift packaged so I can't tell what it is right away. I arch an eyebrow when he hands it over to me. "It's not my birthday yet. That's still over two months away. It's only April 2nd."
Hm. New month. That means I need to double check when my next monthly may be due and make sure I not only have supplies but also chocolate on hand. Although I guess it could be also possible since I started taking the mini-pill a couple weeks after my period that it may end up being slightly behind schedule. After all, another benefit of the drug is the regulation of my cycles. Although, if I remember correctly, I believe the doctor also told me that some women stop getting their period altogether. I can't decide how I completely feel about that possibility. On one hand? Yay no periods! On the other hand? Not having a way to track my cycle makes me kind of nervous honestly. I suddenly look up around me and realize I got lost in my own thoughts. I shake my head away from my reverie and barely remember the box I am holding.
