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To Get To You (Bts FF) (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/story/184844253-to-get-to-you-bts-ff?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_myworks&wp_uname=Army_PurpleOcean Story starts with a frightened eight year old Kiora running away from her past, fast forward to the present.....has she really escaped?.... will her mate be able to save her....does she even have one she wonders..... This is a bts ff #yoongi #jimin #jungkook #taehyung #namjoon #hoseok #jin

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BTS Seoul mates: Tender Couple.4

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Beta: @hoebii​ Pairing: Namjoon x Soulmate!Reader Genre: Romance, comedy, angst, fluff, soulmate au Words: 1k

Summary:  Every bump and bruise he apologized to where ever you were in the world. All pain was halved between you. Two halves of a whole. When either felt extreme emotions they could feel exactly what the other was feeling physically.  All pleasure was doubled.

The boys had returned, him and some of the others had entered the girls dorms. Iris started complaining to Taehyung about stealing food and it made you laugh, all the couples were so sweet. You got up knowing Namjoon had to be in the boys dorm and you entered nervously looking for him. 

You were going to meet in person for the first time, it was a bit nerve racking. Silly thoughts filled your head like what if he looked at you and didn’t like what he saw.  You were taller than the other girls and you wondered if maybe he wanted someone a little smaller and cuter. 

You heard Namjoon singing something that made you laugh, he turned and paused, his lips pulling up in a goofy smile, his cheeks dusted pink. 

“Hello?” He pulled at his shirt awkwardly, “I am sorry my room is a mess cause I just got back and I am just in casual clothes and—”

Namjoon was rushing around and scooping up the clothes he had just emptied from his suitcase, when he hit the corner of the bed and fell to the floor. He winced rubbing this head and saw you rubbing yours with a pained expression. 

“Oh I’m so sorry,” Namjoon grew somber. His smile had faded and he was looking at you with a reserved expression, “I know I’m not the best soulmate, I always keep getting hurt, which in turn hurts you too huh?”

“You are a clumsy baby,” you grabbed his hand and pulled him back up, “but you are mine and I wouldn’t trade you for the world , unless you didn’t want me…”

“What? Of course I want you. Are you crazy? You are my dream girl!” Namjoon almost shouted in delight, “Why wouldn’t I want you?”

“I don’t know all the other girls are smaller and cuter, more playful, I’m a mechanic, I am not super girly and I just feel different”

“You are my soulmate meaning you were made perfectly for me and you are everything I love, want, and need. So, I hope I was made perfectly to your tastes too,” Namjoon gave a small afterthought “even if I fall down a lot and get hurt.”

“Feeling a bit of pain reminds me I am human, and being able to take away half your pain makes me happy. Knowing even sharing a little of the burden will lessen your pain is enough to make it all worth it.” You whispered, sitting on his bed. 

“It’s strange how close we were through the connection, it was almost like there was this fail safe, that it wasn’t scary because it felt more like a fantasy because you weren’t there in front of me it made me more confident. Now I’m nervous.”

“Nervous?” Namjoon shuffled, the two of you were still standing one foot apart looking anywhere but at each other.  

“Nervous that if I try to make a move you will reject me,” you whispered

“You’re over thinking things. We were born to connect, and when you think about it the soul is the most intimate part of a human. We were literally born two halves of a whole.”

“I know, and I have never been one to second guess myself or get nervous. I have always lived my life like, this is me take it or leave it, I shouldn’t change the way I am for anyone. But this is my soulmate, my other half the person I am destined to be with and if you don’t like who I am, well then I am alone forever and—”

Namjoon pulled you into a hug, just holding you there and letting his fingers brush against your arms, feeling it against his own skin. It was nice to really feel his body for the first time, it felt safe to be in his arms. Of course you had felt his body through his own tough but this was really real, he was  actually here before you.

You felt like you had mapped the planes of his chest, that you already knew every curve and dip of his muscles. Every scar raised on his skin had been a ghost on yours and so seeing them was so familiar and yet you loved seeing the real life scars and bumps and bruises because they were attached to him. It meant he was here in front of you to hold and cherish.

The two of you were both very keen on skinship, so it was only right that you maneuvered to the bed where you curled up unmoving and unspeaking, just enjoying the wholesome feeling of being in each other's presence. It took less than two minutes with your head laid on his chest hearing his heartbeat drumming slowly in his chest that you had fallen asleep. It was like a comfort blanket or a toy from when you were younger that you would hug to fall asleep and feel safe, but it was a grown man this time. It was Namjoon wrapped in your arms as you were wrapped in his that had you feeling safe and warm. 

“I don’t know why I didn’t come sooner,” You mumbled to him as you both began to stir, it was an hour nap but you were both starting to get a little hungry. And there was this pain in your temple that told you he hadn’t had enough water to drink and in turn had a headache coming. “Come on, time for water, medicine and food”

“Sorry, flying always leaves me dehydrated and I don’t know why.” He spoke as he followed you out of the room. Accepting the water and medicine quickly to try relieving his pain and not wanting to burden you with it either.

You held his waist in the kitchen, swaying him slowly as he tried to make something to eat. It wasn’t complicated but he was having a bit of trouble so you reached your arms around him popping your head on his shoulder and began preparing it for him. “Since you are so tall, do I get to be the little spoon sometimes?”

The sheer excitement in his voice made you agree without hesitation, he was so big physically and yet he was such a small bean.

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BTS Seoul mates: Dulcet Couple.5

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Beta: @xiaokoo​ Pairing: Yoongi x Reader Genre: Romance, comedy, angst, fluff, soulmate au Words: 1.1k

Summary: You were connect through music. Yoongi a member of BTS and a music producer was having trouble concentrating. If he sang baby shark one more time he would pour hot coffee over his computer and give up his career to hunt you down personally.

You were happy to see the bags under Aster’s eyes had faded a little and you were also surprised to see Alexa standing in the entrance with Adora. The two were wearing masks, “You can’t leave for two weeks due to quarantine but after that, you should be free to visit the town. Just remember to wear your masks girls.” Adora said with a sweet reprimanding tone.

Adora waved goodbye saying she would come around one afternoon to have tea, before heading back out into the corridor. 

It was kind of funny how silent it was, it must have really sucked being the last soulmate to join the house so you took it upon yourself to make Alexa feel at home. 

“Since Alexa is the last one to join the house it must feel a bit intimidating or exclusive so let’s all try to be nice and accommodating to her. I know I would feel odd being last, so I will give Alexa the tour of the house. How about you all prepare some snacks and drinks and maybe we can sit and get to know one another?” You gave out some jobs and realised you probably should check in with Alexa, “Unless you would like some time to freshen up or rest?”

“Uh, I am a bit jet lagged but I would like to hole out until it’s night time to go to sleep try to assimilate this new sleep schedule” Alexa gave a bright grin as she looked around, “This place is really pretty, I would love a tour?”

“Sweet, this way we will show you to your new bedroom.” you smiled, leading her through the house and explaining the rooming situation. “We thought you would like your own room, so we gave you Imogen’s old room.”

“Thank you, you didn’t have to. I don’t mind and I don’t want to burden anyone by being here,” Alexa moved with certainty. She was poised unlike her clumsy counterpart and reminded them of a really tan vampire. Her dark hair and eyes were sultry. She felt like someone tough who could protect you. 

The tour ended with Alexa unpacking and handing out a few gifts to the girls, some got bath bombs others received scented candles. She had given Aster a weighted blanket that she said might help her fall asleep when she was on her own. “Wait we didn’t get you a gift?” Aster said a little disappointed, Aster loved giving gifts more than she received them. You believed giving gifts was how Aster showed her love, but how she received it was almost identical to Jimin receiving praise. Yoongi also liked words of praise even if he didn’t admit it but he prefered to show you how much he loved you from acts of service. Getting things you need and being there to help with jobs. He liked to be a silent helper, not to draw too much attention to himself.

“That’s okay, it is my culture to give gifts when meeting your inlaws and well I consider you part of Namjoon’s family” Alexa smiled, the group sat in the lounge room talking and eating snacks. It started to rain late into the afternoon and as the evening drew near the power went out. 

“We could play a game.”

“Sure what game?”

“Monopoly?”

“No to high stress.”

“What about scrabble?”

“It’s in Korean.”

“Yeah scratch that.”

“Hmm, we could play bts uno?” Imogen laughed, cutting through the chaos by holding up the pack of cards and searching everyone’s faces for confirmation.

“Sure,” everyone seemed to agree. It didn’t take long for you all to grow comfortable with one another. The sound of someone's stomach growling caught your attention, “we should make dinner,” Thank gosh the portable gas stove was stored in the cupboard. Lighting candles around the room, you began preparing some ramen for everyone to enjoy. 

They all seemed to grow more excited as the aroma of the noodles filled the room, carrying the pot over and placing it on the pot cloth to protect the wood you each began eating, their fill. 

The sound of keys jingling in the door across the hall alerted them to the boys finally returning home, there was a knock and beau rushed to the door and opened it. 

“Welcome back!” She chimed and Taehyung was quick to enter smelling the ramen and sitting behind Iris and stealing some of her noodles. 

“They were mine, and you didn’t even say hi to me.” She pouted. 

“I am sorry my love, I saw you were eating ramen and I was so hungry,” Taehyung apologised pulling her into his lap, squeezing her tightly. 

“Next time I will eat with my eyes closed and then you won’t see anything,” she said closing her eyes “what do you see now huh?”

“I see the most beautiful girl in my world, the love of my life,” he kissed Iris’ lips. 

You got up abandoning the noodles and heading to the boys dorm where Yoongi was dropping his things off in his room. He knew it would be loud in the other dorm so preferred to stay clear of the noise. Leaning your head against the open door you watched him unpack. 

“How was the performance?” You asked curiously watching him stretch his shoulders. 

“Tiring,” he slumped on the bed. You crawled behind him and began gently massaging his shoulder trying to relieve the pain. 

“You need to get this shoulder looked at Yoongi it is causing you so much pain” you spoke softly, it hurt to see your soulmate in pain it became your own pain but worse because you couldn’t ease it you couldn’t take the pain from him, you just had to watch him suffer. 

“Just lay with me for a little bit,” Yoongi smiled, laying back and holding you. It was sweet feeling his hand on your waist and his breath against your cheek, it was a little laboured but each exhale came out softer until he had finally relaxed in your arms. “You smell like ramen.”

It made you laugh, but you let him drift off in your arms inhaling the faint ramen seasoning scent of your skin. There was a faint song in your head unlike any you had heard. It didn’t really have a melody, just an odd lyric. ‘She makes me laugh and smile for no reason, she holds me close smelling of ramen season’ It was cute how snuggly he got, almost making you forget everything, but there was still a part of you that wondered what the others were up to. 

These thoughts don’t last long as you start to drift off with Yoongi lying against you, your last thought is trying to heal his soul. Being close to your soulmate does wonders for your health but you doubted it could reverse the damage inflicted on his shoulder.

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