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uQuiz  - i'll assign you a person who scarred me and then leave you a message

probably cried while making this one. let’s consider it therapy for both sides, ok? trust me, it’s worth it. p.s: no long answers with quotes or lyrics i promise :)

link: https://uquiz.com/3C4huo

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To the stars - Park Jinyoung

! nsfw - smut !

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Big thanks to @ihateeveryone2021 for requesting this prompt and also for having patience with me all this time. Enjoy reading it!

**also this needs editing and a "read more", I'm mentioning this because I know I have to include this, and for that I'll be back later. Thanks for your patience! 💕

"Come on, you have to be active in order to learn how to use it properly." Bambam whines while taking Jinyoung"s phone in order to show him how reels work. "I know you are a bit older but I was not expecting you to act as if you were born in the past century."

"Give it back." Jinyoung says on a pouty tone, while reaching out and snatching his phone out of his friend's hand. "I don't need your help if you're going to insult me."

"Well good luck then!" his friend answers while laughing. "You better be coming with me this weekend, I have already bought two tickets."

"Yeah, whatever." the elder says while focusing on his phone.

Bambam's love for fashion was a good excuse for the two to go out and have some fun. There was this upcoming runway show they wanted to attend and it was getting closer and closer, making Bambam act like the fake maknae he is out of excitement.

On the other hand, Jinyoung was getting really bored and thought that a good way to promote himself would be social media, the tool everyone uses lately. There was one problem though. He never found too much interest in this before so he was not the most skilled influencer on the platform. His picture-taking skills were not bad, but when it came to selfies, the poor boy had to try hard. Posting was not a pleasure either, the descriptions not making any sense in his opinion and the commands on instagram not being really easy to follow.

So here comes the deal: Jinyoung agreed to go with Bambam on this runway show as long as Bambam would help him learn how to use instagram and other social media. A deal hard to keep when his friend was getting annoyed at his lack of skill.

After giving it some thought, Jinyoung decided against dissapointing his friend, although the instagram skill-learning process was now a solo battle. So here they were, on a saturday evening, ready to attend this big runway show. At least Jinyoung was ready. Bambam was fashionably late, as always, so his friend was now texting him not very cute invitations.

"I should've known he would be late. Ah, sh*t. He's got both tickets. Amazing." Jinyoung mutters to himself while waiting in front of the big building. Even from outside, everything looked shiny and expensive, as expected. People were entering the building in a calm, calculated manner, no hustle. Everyone was dressed nice and had an exquisite aura. Jinyoung really loved the place, even from outside, so he had a really good idea: what about trying to take a really cool selfie there? The lights were amazing and everyone seemed to think the same.

He took his phone out of his pocket, looked for the instagram app and, after a few taps, he managed to open the app's camera. Here comes the hard part. Jinyoung extends his arm in order to include in the picture the amazing background he had. Because of his poor skills, though, he finds himself stumbling and moving a bit around, trying to get the perfect picture. While taking a step back, he bumps into someone.

"I'm so sorry." he manages to speak after meeting your eyes. You give him a kind and reassuring look.

"No problem, you seem to struggle a bit with that phone." you say chuckling.

"This selfie is harder to take than I thought. I wanted the nice background in the picture, but it seems I was a little bit to greedy, right?" he defends himself while laughing too.

"Mmm, don't think so. Here, let me help." you say while taking his phone. You position the camera in a way that includes everything in frame: Jinyoung, the background and yourself. "Smile. Or pose." you say and then press the button, taking a gorgeous picture.

"Woah, you are good." he exhales while relaxing from the stiff position he was in while the picture was taken. "Thank you so much."

"My pleasure. Here, post it." you say while giving the phone back, then take a quick look at your wristwatch. Another minute and you were late. "I'm sorry, but I have to go." is all you manage to scream while running inside leaving Jinyoung confused.

"Goodbye to you too I guess." he says while following you with his gaze, only now noticing that you were entering the building without the guards checking your ticket. "Now how do I post it?" Jinyoung sighs while tapping again, succeeding right when Bambam came.

"Sorry I'm late Nyoung." he says while hugging Jinyoung's arm.

"Okay, I forgive you. Stop it with the cutesy stuff." the elder says while struggling to get the younger one off his arm.

After admiring the building from the outside, Jinyoung had to admit that the inside was at a whole next level. It perfectly fitted his taste, it was a delight. Shortly after the show started, Jinyoung notices a familiar face walking down the runway stage. Your outfit was one of the most beautiful he had ever seen and your make up was suble, but it revealed your beautiful features. There was a shine all over your body that made you look ethereal. The way the reflector's light fell on your shiny pieces of clothing. He was amazed, looking up at your every step, feeling like in a trance. Everything made sense now, how you approached him out of nowhere and offered to help take a selfie. More than that, you allowed him to post a picture that showed your face without a doubt. Were you expecting him to recognize you? That was confusing.

As you make your way to the backstage, Jinyoung takes his phone out to check on the notifications  which, speaking of, were blowing up. It didn't take him much reading to discover that he has just posted a casual selfie with the hottest model right before you went on stage. Everyone was praising your looks and saying how well your face complimented his. "Jinyoung and Y/N in the same picture? Now my life is complete.", "I didn't know GOT7's Jinyoung is friend with Y/N *shocked face*", "They really look good in this picture." were only a few comments he read before shoving the phone back into his pocket. The rest of the show he spent zoning out while thinking about your looks, wishing you would walk in front of him at least one more time, but you didn't.

"A few days ago you didn't know how to access the search tab and now you just won't stop typing. I'm shocked." Bambam teases his friend.

"Thanks for teaching me." Jinyoung responds without taking his eyes off his phone.

"Okay, I'll go say hi to some friends. Do you want to meet them or I should let you have a few moments alone with that phone?"

"I'll wait here."

How come no verified account shows up when he searches your name? Is there any possibility you don't have an account? No way, you knew exactly how to use instagram earlier and for sure a model like you has to have an account. He just didn't know how to find you. He decided he should look for you in person while still being there. As soon as Bambam came back he asked about you, but no idea. The security guards then said you left early due to an emergency.

"But why are you so eager to find Y/N?" Bambam protests while following his friend through the fancy dressed crowd. "I mean I saw that face so I understand." he then laughs to himself.

Jinyoung stops in front of the building. "Check your instagram." is all he says and the boy opens his app to find the most recent post right on top of his feed. You and Jinyoung smiling right in the same spot they're on right now.

"Oh." silence."I didn't know you knew Y/N."

"I don't, really. I mean I didn't. I don't even know how to find Y/N's instagram account." Jinyoung sighs after his agitated speech.

"I don't know either, Jinyoung. I would've helped you if I knew, sorry." Bambam pats his friend on the back, giving him a sad look.

***

A few weeks passed and Jinyoung gave up trying to find your account. He posted two more pictures and his fans were now focused on the chemistry he had with Youngjae's beloved dog, Coco. It was as if it never happened, except there was a picture he had posted as evidence of a moment so short it meant nothing.

The boys have just finished practice on a thursday evening when Jinyoung's phone started blowing up with notifications again. As soon as he checks it, he finds his dm flooded with links to an instagram live. He opens the most recent one and reads "Oppa, look! Y/N mentioned you!!". A hot shiver goes through his body as he taps on your face on the screen. "Lueur? What's with this name?"

"It's french." Mark whispers. "It's not a name, Jinyoung." he points out the obvious.

"Since when do you know french?" is his defense. "Anyway thanks. I'll leave first." is the last they hear from Jinyoung as he takes his stuff and leaves.

No patience was as big as his curiosity about your ongoing instagram livestream, so he didn't even bother to drive back home. After throwing his backpack in the backseat, Jinyoung opened your live. You were casually chatting with your fans while relaxing in what looked like a hotel room. As soon as everyone saw he had joined watching the live, the whole comment section was filled with Jinyoung's name. You immediately said hi.

It did not take much for him to panic. As soon as he heard your voice saying his name, he became clumsy. All he wanted to do is to salute, but a few taps on the screen led to "@lueur0 invited you to join their live broadcast!" displaying on his device. He quickly accepted without giving it much tought, but regretted as soon as the screen split in two and showed your face on top and darkness on the bottom part.

"I'm sorry, I'm in the car. Let me turn some lights on." he says with an embarrassed face, being grateful that nobody can actually see him.

As soon as the light makes his features visible, you smile. "Good to see you again. I wasn't expecting you to join my live."

"Ah yeah, that.. I thought I could say a proper hi."

"I'm glad you did." you stop and check the number of views. "Woah the audience has doubled up." you laugh again. "Wow, Jinyoung. Check the comments!"

No reaction for a few seconds as Jinyoung was still analyzing the way his name came out of your mouth. Love at first sight was a lie in his opinion, but what about attraction at the third sight? He couldn't really put his finger on what made him feel like this. Was it your smile? Your laugh? The way you said his name? Your looks? Your kind and laid back vibe? Maybe all of them really. There was no doubt, Jinyoung was enjoying his time on your live and like that both of you told the story of your first encounter, him not bothering to leave the parking lot.

After the live was over, you were not surprised to find out that he followed and texted you as soon as he got home. You followed him back, answer his dm and like that, you spent the whole night talking. The more you talked, the more you felt like you knew each other since forever so you promised to meet up as soon as you returned from a business trip.

***

As you check youself in the mirror, fixing a strand of hair that was not sitting where it was supposed to, you hear your phone ringing and know immediately it is Jinyoung.

"I'm in front, you can come." his calm voice welcomes you.

"I'll be there in a minute." you say as you grab your keys, exit your apartment and lock the door. Right after leaving the building, you notice an amazing black shiny car waiting for you. Jinyoung gets out and the big smile on his face makes you feel safe.

It has already been a few weeks since the live stream and since then you've been talking almost everyday. It was easy to get in touch, as you exchanged phone numbers and both had days when you were so busy  you forgot about even having a phone. You get to know each other well and it was not really hard. Although he seemed a little bit shy or reserved at first and knowing his rigid approach on social media before, you were really happy to see how much he enjoyed talking to you.

"Hi." you salute with a smile as big as his and he responds while opening the door for you.

The ride was chill, his driving skills made you feel safe once again and the lights of the night life in the city were perfect. You two decided to dine at a fancy restaurant.

"I can't believe we've both been here before so often but never bumped into each other." you laugh and take sip of water.

"I don't know about you, but I felt like I had seen you before." Jinyoung states and he makes you think about the first time you met months ago, at your modelling show.

"Yeah, that's why you looked so confused when we took that photo." you attack.

"I was not expecting you to do it, that's why." he defends himself. "Ah." you hear Jinyoung say as he winces. "There is something I've always wanted to ask you but never remembered to."

You give him a curious look and nod your head as a sign that you are ready to answer. He then proceeds. "What does your instagram name come from?"

You chuckle. "Well.. I've always wanted to shine, no modesty about it. I always wear the most luminous piece when going on the stage, I am known for looking good in those so I chose lueur. It's a french word that means glimmer, glow and yeah, I know it's not used too much nowadays, but I loved the way it is pronounced. As for the 0, it was the only number I thought looked okay with the word, nothing special." you conclude with a shrug.

"Ohh." he says with an impressed face, you smile. "I agree with that." he stops and looks out the window. "I've got an idea that goes perfectly with your lueur."

You both had finished eating so, after paying, you get into his car, the impatience making you shift in your seat. After what it felt like 10 minutes of driving, you arrive near a stadion.

"Are we there?" you ask, trying to hide the surprise in your voice with a cough.

"Yes." is all Jinyoung says right before pressing a button that makes the roof of the car open, exposing to your eyes a sky so clear you can see every little star. "Cliché, but they remind me of you." he says while staring in your eyes.

You feel his eyes all over you and when they finally meet yours, your whole body reacts to it. His gaze turns dark, you know he feels it too. Why are you only now noticing how his lips look? The tension is so thick between you two, it can be only ripped with physical touch. So that's what you do.

You crash into each other's lips, kissing as if you craved it for way too long. Everything is so intense you don't even realise how loud you are moaning when his lips touch your neck. Every piece of clothing that came between you was taken off one by one until you were both naked. You sit on top of him, with your back pressed on the steering wheel, kissing patches on his collarbone, then going lower, on his nipples. You suck and slightly bite them, enjoying every little moan he lets out. He grabs your waist and lifts you, placing you right on top of him. He then tries to thrust inside you but you lift yourself even higher.

"No babe. Let me do it." you say placing a hand on his chest. Your eyes are glued on his as your palm goes lower and lower until you can feel him in your hand. You smirk then rub and sqeeze it lightly, then position yourself over it. You place both your hands  on the roof of the car and slowly go down, hissing through your teeth. You keep going in and out at the same pace, savouring the hunger in his eyes.

His hands grab on your hips and push you down, filling you completely. You faintly scream at the sudden movement and grab one of his nipples, slowly twisting it while going up and down on his lenght. "I said let me do it, Jinyoung." you whisper at his ear. "Tonight I'll shine on you, okay?" you keep whispering going faster and faster. His hands are going up and down your back, grabbing your ass, while kissing your neck and breasts until you come. After that, you go faster, messing with his hair, leaving kisses and moans all over his skin. He starts thrusting inside you harder, but you don't even care anymore. By the time both of you come, you're covered in sweat and collapse over him on his seat, hardly catching your breath.

"Damn it, Y/N."

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HIATUS

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Hi can I get prompt 43 with SF9's Taeyang ? Tysm 🤍

Hi anon! Sorry for the looong wait, but I can finally say that your request is done! You can read it here.

I apologise for everyone that requested something and has been waiting since then. I can assure you that your request is still there, in my inbox and I plan on writing it soon! Thank you so much for being patient.

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Prompt 43 + SF9's Taeyang ("God, I love your face.")

The sea's so warm in the summertime. The waves were all over her body, her voice was screaming in excitement.

Meanwhile, he was watching her, seated on the bare sand, taking some in his fist and letting it fall the way it falls in the hourglass, not even realising he's doing so.

"Come here! Why alone? Come!" she screams as the sea gets more violent. "What if I drown?"

"You won't." he screams back, laughing. "No one except me can handle you!"

Her face gets pouty, as she tries to get out of the water. The full moon was shining perfectly over her face, like a reflector in the dark. She would have hated the way she looked if she had a mirror. Her hair was all wet and flowing on her face, clinging to it. The little amount of mascara that she put on to look good on the date was now smudged all over her face. Her dress was dripping wet, sticking to her body, showing every little curve she had. Taeyang didn't. He didn't hate the way she looked, he was mesmerized. Not taking his eyes off of her, he gets up and takes a towel out of their bag.

"Come here." he calls her, watching her drag her body, face all pouty, towards him. He starts wiping her face with a towel. "You're mine, babe. Of course no one else can handle you."

"And what if we break up?"

"Then good luck finding someone else."

"You're the worst!" she says, pouting even more, with her arms crossed.

He puts the towel on her head and starts rubbing all over her hair, then takes it off her face, admiring her.

"God, I love your face." he says smiling, his eyes burning with love. "Truth is, everyone would want you. But you know I want you all to myself. Tell me, is it okay if I want you all to myself?"

"I'm all yours, Taeyang." she whispers, loud enough for him to hear clearly.

"So don't let anything take you away from me, please. Not even the sea."

"If I ever go, just come with me." she says, smiling. What was she, really? Asking him to come with her, making him want to do it blindly, anywhere, anytime. Eyes so sweet, but her smile was more than that, her smile was twisted. So innocent looking, but whispering such things.

"Anywhere, anytime." he said, hypnotized by her mermaid-looking figure.

He kisses her on her cold lips, meeting her hot breath. So confusing, aphrodisiac.

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Announcement!

Hello! As you can already tell, I am on a short hiatus. My life has been really stressful lately and I almost forgot that I had a tumblr to be honest.

I don't want to give up on this, especially because I worked so much to make this blog and I know that I have a lot of things to work on.

Thank you so much for following me and reblogging/liking my stuff, even though I missed without a notice.

There might be around two more weeks of me missing, I can not guarantee anything, but I'm asking you to wait patiently just as you did until now.

Thank you so much and can't wait to come back! ❤❤

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hii, could you please do 14 or 40 from prompt list with dawon? thank you!!

Hello anon! Sorry for the long wait.. your request is done and you can find it here. Thank you so much for asking!

Also I chose only prompt 40, but keep an eye on my blog because 14 will be here soon.

Also why can't I stop from writing fluff haha

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Prompt 40 + SF9's Dawon ("Stop being a fucking dick.")

“Stop being a fucking dick!” you scream when you feel your deskmate pull a strand of your hair.

Dawon is the type to always joke around. You liked his jokes most of the time, but this time you were not having it. Since this morning, you have been feeling sick and you were not having anything that was happening in the class at the moment. You decided to put your head on the desk to try and get some rest until the teacher comes in, so you got really angry when you felt your hair being pulled.

"Woah, sorry." he said, being lowkey offended.

"What is wrong with you?" you continued screaming at him, using all of the frustrations you have collected over the day.

"I said sorry, why scream again?" he tried to defend himself. "Anyway, I won't show you my surprise anymore." he said, pouting like a little kid. Little did you know he was actually serious.

You thought you would feel better after this, but truth is you're feeling worse. He only tried to show you his surprise and you ruined it. The worst thing about it is that you know he would never try to make you feel bad. He is such a good soul, always with a smile on his face. He rarely talks about his problems and that's because he doesn't like to show his sadness.

You two rarely fought, mostly because of his nature, but he has never treated you like today. The silent treatment hurt the most when coming from him. You spent the rest of the classes like this and you knew that you had to come up with a plan as soon as possible in order to make him talk to you again.

"Hi." you said waving your hand in front of his face when he turned to pack his things. "Dawon, I'm sorry. I don't know why I exploded like this earlier. I was not feeling well at that moment."

But no answer.

"Dawooon stop ignoring me. I don't like it." you said while he turned to face you. "You're not a dick." you said in a breath, not knowing exactly what to say to make him react.

"Are you that curious about the surprise?" he replied.

"I'm frustrated because you're mad at me. We don't do this." you pouted.

"Ok I'm done being mad at you. You're lucky it's boring." he said with a smile on his face.

"I knew you can't resist."

"You're too annoying when you're being ignored."

"Yeah, say what you want. What was the surprise?"

You watched him turn around and open his backpack. After a few seconds of search, he pulled out a piece of paper. You didn't know what to expect, but the paper gave you a weird feeling. Your cheeks were slowly getting red. Most probably there was some weird joke, no way he actually wrote something cute for you. No way.

You take the paper and open it.

Will you go on a date with me?

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SF9

[Main masterlist]

Dawon

➳ Moody

Taeyang

➳ Sea

More content for more members and groups will come soon!

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Hello!

I know there are some requests that I haven't answered yet and I want to apologise. Some expected and unexpected problems occured and they are very draining. Sorry for coming up with excuses so short after starting my blog. If I could change this, I would.

However, my requests are still open and I hope I will answer to every single one until the end of this week.

Thank you so much for being patient and not sending hate towards me. Thank you for reading my stuff! Please take care and let's talk again! ❤❤

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aaa it’s really cute!! thank you so much!

Thank you so much for checking on my blog! It was a pleasure 😌

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hi! could you maybe write a woojin (kim haha) prompt with him realizing how cute the reader is? if you could make it genderneutral that’d be amazing 👉👈

Hi! Thank you so much for your request. 🥰 I enjoyed writing it and I really hope you will like it!

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Kim Woojin - My cute.. lover?

You were not surprised to read Woojin's name on the screen of your phone at 9 am. Your best friend totally loved to annoy you, but waking you up in a weekend day was close to your limit.

"What do you want?" you barely speak, your eyes remaining closed in hope you will be able to continue your dream after this phone call.

"Let's go shopping." you hear Woojin say with excitement in his voice.

"Are you crazy? I was sleeping.."

"Yeah, you were. Good morning." you could hear a playful smile in his voice.

"Oh come on Woojin what is up? Why shopping right now?" you said, completely giving up on your sweet sleep.

"Why not? Let's eat breakfast together."

"I hate you."

"See you in 30."

And he hung up. You had no right to oppose so you started getting ready. After all, spending quality time with your best friend was not a bad thing. He is the one with the most fun ideas and you really enjoy spending time with him. Woojin's smile never failed to make your day beautiful and you absolutely loved his voice, and him. Being friends for so long, especially with this guy, it was very hard for you not to feel more. You preferred to keep it for yourself, though because you were afraid that things might get awkward between you two and you couldn't afford that.

So there you were, eating with your best friend. You simply couldn't resist Woojin's charm, so it was a challenge to try to act as if nothing happened. The combination between sweet and and teasing in his behavior was just right. Now he is offering you a taste of his food, and later he's making fun of you because you have something on your face. As much as you wanted to punch him sometimes, you had to admit that he was your favorite person.

When both of you were done eating and it was time to pay, you couldn't get the waiter's attention in any way. It was really hot there so your patience started to fade away.

"Come onnn. How can't he see me wave my hand towards him? Is he purposely doing this?" you whined while hitting the table. "What? Why are you smiling?" you say to your friend that was looking at you in awe.

"No reason." he stated, not changing his expression.

"If you dare to laugh at me when I'm angry I'm going to take you as the victim." the look on your face was dead serious.

"You know how cute you are when you're angry, right?" he said nonchalantly. "What? Don't be so serious now." he added, seeing thst your expression completely changed.

"I'm not. It's just.. that was unexpected." you said smiling awkwardly.

"I had to gather all of my courage to finally say this. I like you, Y/N. Why do you think that I want to spend all of my time with you?" you heard Woojin confess as your body froze. "Don't act so awkward, I know it's mutual."

"You know?" you finally succeeded to get out of trance.

"Oh so you like me back!" he stated, very proud.

"I do." you said smiling, this moment was now or never. You finally confussed to your crush and, more than that, he felt the same.

"Ok now stop being cute and let's just go and pay this."

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Stray kids

[Main masterlist]

Woojin 

➳ My cute.. lover?

More content for more members and groups will come soon!

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Hello!

My requests are open at the moment, so if you want to read a certain scenario with your fav idol, just request away! If you want, you can choose from this prompt list I reblogged.

If you don't know what are the groups that I write for, you can check this post and if you want to read what I posted until now, you can click here!

Thank you for reading my stuff, I hope you enjoyed it! 🥰🥰

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Thank you to the ones who reblog my posts and thank you for reading my stuff 😌❤

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yeah because when you see this

tell me you don’t get annoyed.

tumblr’s algorithm only cares about posts that are reblogged, it doesn’t count likes. posts don’t get promoted or circulated when they only have likes (the way instagram functions), only reblogs matter for increasing reach on tumblr as a platform.

support content creators.

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BTS's Jungkook - With you I feel no pain (Soulmates au!)

Hello! I found this idea while scrolling through social media and couldn't keep myself from writing it. This soulmates au sums up the idea of soulmates that can heal each other's injuries. I hope you will enjoy!

Be careful with the soup! Don't eat it if it's too hot. Let me check its temperature." you hear your mother say as she takes spoonful from your bowl. "You can eat." she says, then goes back to the living room to watch TV.

"Thank you!" you scream, making sure that she heard you.

You finished eating soon and went to wash your bowl, but dropped it by mistake. You had to move your right foot to avoid getting hit, enough already that the kitchen was full of little pieces of your broken bowl.

"What happened? Y/n are you hurt somewhere?" you heard your father ask after storming into the kitchen.

"No, I'm not hurt. I just don't know how to get out of here, there are sharp bits everywhere."

"Wait, let me clean this up."

You watched your father collect all the bits of your broken bowl witnessing how he accidentally cut his finger in a piece, but it did not seem to be a problem. He just put his finger under some cold water like nothing ever happened. You were fascinated. What was he feeling? How does that pain feel? You are not allowed to know, not yet.

This was your life since you were born. Everyone is born with a soulmate whose identity is to be discovered. The only thing you know is that only soulmates can heal each other's injuries, so as long as you don't know who your soulmate is, you'd better not get hurt.

Living like this was both hard and easy. You were not allowed to do anything risky; even tasting hot food and accidentally burning yourself could be a burden that will last God knows how long. At the same time, you were not allowed to do much, and when you did anything, your parents had to make sure it was safe. Your life was boring when you looked at your parents having fun and not caring about any type of injury, but you didn't know any other way to live yet.

It's not like you didn't experience any type of pain either. On the contrary, it was exactly because you fell from your bed when you were two years old and since then you have been feeling pain in your left hand. Experiencing this pain for eighteen years was really bad, but you got used to it. You cried a lot while growing up but now it was part of the normal. It bothered you only when you let yourself think of it.

"We've told you before. Do not wash the dishes, we will wash yours too when we wash ours." your mother scolded you as soon as she finished helping your father clean up.

"I know, but I wanted to try. Sorry, I won't do it again."

"Ok, good. Now you can go, it's clean here."

Back into your room, everything you could do was boring and repetitive. You couldn't even cry for too long because your head would hurt from dehydration. You had no escape. Except, your parents let you try and find your soulmate, as it was necessary. You were allowed to go to any place you chose only once a month. You started this process at the age of eighteen and now it is a big part of your life.

So you opened your laptop and went through your list of places to visit. You had to admit it was a little bit weird, you don't know exactly who you are looking for, and you can't afford getting hurt whenever you saw a guy that seemed to be your type, so you would spend those days being happy for your freedom while hoping not to get hurt and maybe meet your soulmate.

You left the house on every 17th of each month. Today is the 15th of August. Two days until you were free to try your luck again. Your destination was planned, only aprox. 100 km away from home, still in your country. You wrote down the address of every place you could visit in 24 hours. Every single place that could have an important number of visitators.

You sighed as you layed in bed, admitting that your optimism was the only thing that kept you sane at this point. The majority of your friends were living their best life, affording to experience any type of pain because their soulmate was right next to them, ready to be their saviours. The thought of meeting someone who practically gave you life was more than beautiful, it was your ultimate goal in life.

Days went by and the day of freedom has come. You double-checked everything and said goodbye to your parents. You could be located anytime by them so if you got hurt and couldn't return until the next day, they knew where they can pick you up from.

More than half of your day went by and almost all the museums, cafeterias, librarias and malls were cut from your list. You were tired and not so optimistic anymore, so you decided that a break would be the best.

You enter a 24-hour store, looking for a big bottle of water. The store was pretty empty, there were no customers except from you and a guy that was about to pay and leave. The cashier looked very bored not taking his eyes off of the TV, except for the times when someone came to pay. You soon found a bottle of water and went to pay. It seemed like the cashier was very cute looking so you were very happy when he slightly hit his hand while scanning your product. Who knows? He might be lucky today. You made sure to touch his hand while taking your change and waited for any kind of reaction. Unfortunately, there wasn't any reaction.. Another guy who wasn't your soulmate, what a shame.

You left the store with a ruined mood, especially because it was almost time for you to return home, which meant another month of this boring and dangerous life. The plan was easy, you had to drink some water and go before your parents went crazy or worse, you went crazy.

You placed the bottle of water between your legs in order to have both of yours hands free to put your wallet back in your backpack. In a second of poor coordination between your members, the big bottle of water fell on your left leg, causing you to fall down in pain. This was a situation without escape, because the impact with the sidewalk brought pain in many other places in your body.

The sharp and pulsing pain was not stopping in any way, so you had been crying for a good few minutes, without anyone noticing you. It was hell, the night was slowly falling all over the city, a sign that everyone will go to sleep and you were going to be left alone and in pain.

You were laying on the sidewalk with your eyes closed and your body crouched, not being able to move or think, when suddenly all the pain dissapeared.

"Hey, sorry. Are you okay?" a stranger's voice and face quickly drove away the thought that you might have died. He took your hand off of you and asked again. "You can hear me, right? Do you remember what happened to you?"

You couldn't answer and not because of any pain. You were in a shock, it was finally happening, you finally met your soulmate. Your eyes scanned him and a big smile showed on your face.

"Are you hurt anywere?" you ask, waiting for him to realize everything.

"What? I'm not." he said raising a brow. "I should be the one asking that, what is hap-"

"Well I'm not hurt anymore so thank you. What's your name?"

"I'm Jungkook and why thank me?" "Oh wait." his eyes widened. "Wait, I don't feel any pain, you're right!" he said while rolling up his right hand's sleeve. You watched him take off a bandage soaked in blood and reveal his skin, completely unharmed. "You.. what's your name?"

"I'm Y/N, nice to meet you." you smiled while reaching out for his hand to do a handshake. "I'm so happy to finally meet you, Jungkook."

"Thank you for finally appearing, Y/N. I needed you."