#midnight here soon and im either about to be up all night or get unconscious within seconds

[emswns]

jed i survivor... je d su r vvio... jdi survir... jd svvr... j

[cat3ch1sm]

🌵| what would sleeping with the boys of death note be like? ROMANTICALLY NOT NSFW ANYWAY

🐸a/n | hello, everyone! im super sorry for being so inactive i promise im trying im just so tired lately

warnings💚| none, this is entirely fluffy :D

🍃|okay, enjoy! and smut coming soon;)

light yagami

quietest and most still sleeper ever, you have to nudge him every once in a while to make sure he isn't dead 😀

probably isn't actually sleeping most times you think he is

if you're hogging the covers unintentionally or moving closer to him than he wants, he will simply just get on the floor

sleeps in suit and tie half the time (somebody help this man)

often spends nights awake observing you sleep

either that or he stares at the ceiling

somehow wakes up looking like a literal god. every hair on this mf's head is organized, he never looks disheveled

isn't a huge fan of snuggling or anything like that but will hold you occasionally around the waist before you go to sleep

shakes you gently to wake you up

teru mikami

lays down very close to u

makes u put your head on his chest

squeezes u around the waist

sleepwear is still somewhat "classy," he wears a wine-colored sweater and black sweatpants

gets up and goes to bed at the exact same time every day

does tease u a little ;)

rubs little circles on your lower back until u fall asleep

most of his days are pretty repetitive and he doesn't really have any friends as he is quite standoffish, so he is happy to come home to you every night.

you usually wake up at the same time he does so there's no need to wake u himself. however if he accidentally disturbs you when ur still asleep he'll probably force u to sleep a little longer lmao

near (or nate rivers)

despite you being his s/o he prefers to sleep in a bed alone

after a rougher or more disturbing case however he will slip into your room after you're already asleep

sits up in bed messing with his hair or his toys most of the time (which makes it a little hard for you to get a good night's sleep sometimes lol)

sits on the floor working on his laptop or stacking tarot cards until he gets tired

doesn't usually change clothes to go to bed

when he lays down he spreads his hair all across the pillows to see you unconsciously roll over and unintentionally use it as a pillow.

is usually curled in a ball when he sleeps

wakes up randomly at three a.m. way too often, when that happens he'll get up and start playing with more toys on the floor

has probably memorized all of your sleep quirks (rolling over, sounds you make, etc)

also sleeps like a corpse

to wake you up (when he remembers anyway🏃) he takes a strand of hair and wiggles it on your face until you wake up.

mello (or mihael keehl)

will not put down his chocolate even to go to bed

if you complain about the crunching he will probably just offer you some

chocolate stains all over the sheets 24/7

insists on sleeping like a prisoner??? no pillowcases, comforters, only a thin sheet

drapes arm over your shoulders and chest until you fall asleep

has way too many nightmares that usually wake him up

tosses and turns

gets to bed really late, usually after midnight

won't admit it but needs you to fall asleep

stays up talking with you, mostly strategically about his "missions"

sleeptalks- mostly bitter muttered rants about near

forgets to wake you up entirely

l lawliet

does. not. sleep.

occasionally drifts off here and there but never for longer than maybe a half hour

usually does so with a lollipop or another sweet of some kind dangling from his mouth

won't lay down because it decreases his deductive skills

sleeps in his clothes

you have to wrestle him to get him to lay down

types way too loudly at night

frequently glances towards you as you sleep, he's not really sure what he's looking for though

pats you on head when he thinks you're completely out cold

moves around a lot

always wants the bedroom freezing cold because he says it keeps him alert

has way too many blankets

to wake you up he pokes you repeatedly on the forehead until you rouse.

[softyoongiionly]

BlackHeart Bakery

Who says Halloween can’t be romantic?

Pairing: Emo! Jungkook x Reader

Word Count: 3.7k

Genre: fluff

A/N: HI OMG IM SO SORRY THIS IS LATE. I love you, I hope you like it. I’m sorry it isn’t longer but, I still can’t wait for you to read it.

-you never imagined that the quirky lil bakery down the street from your university would change your life  

-But it did

-“Omg shut up, you’re so dumb.”

-“Rawr xD”

-“Did you just say rawr xD out loud??? That totally defeats the purpose of its existence...”

-“Don’t cite the deep magic to me witch, I was there when it was written.”

-“And now you’re quoting the chronicles of narnia- alright just go back to sleep you big dummy...”

-“Mmm but you married a big dummy so what does that say about you”

-“Jungkook don't spoil it oh my god!”

-“Like they don’t know what’s coming already- spoiler alert losers! I get the girl.”

-“I hate you...”

-“Mm yeah- I love it when you talk dirty to me baby. The last time you said that- we ended up fuc-“

-“Ok! That’s enough! Our story begins...”

-Jungkook’s bakery was quite famous around your city

-If people didn’t come for the gaudy Halloween decorations  

-They came for the music  

-Exclusively pop punk, if you’re wondering

-It was like 2009 everyday  

-Which was comforting, considering the world has gotten a little

-Tricky

-Since then

-But anyways

-If they didn’t come for the music or the decorations

-They came for the AMAZING espresso  

-And the spooky themed treats

-But if you’re being honest

-You think the main thing that keeps them coming back

-Is Jungkook  

-If his sweeping black hair didn’t get you

-Or the adorable cheeky twinkle in his eyes

-It was the tattoos and the piercings  

-He looked like he walked right off of a black veil brides music video set  

-He was hot

-This was obvious

-But he didn’t seem to think so

-You had come to the conclusion that he was oblivious  

-he shoved his feet into his big black doc martens every morning  

-Slipped on his beaded bracelets and studded chokers

-Pulled his fall out boy t-shirt over his

-Massive

-Tattooed

-Biceps

-And just thought hm

-I’m pretty average I guess (lol)

-That’s a direct quote from him btw

-Men truly are hopeless

-Jungkook opened the bakery two years ago

-He had mentioned to you that he had saved up money from his 3 part time jobs to put a down payment on the building  

-Which was wedged between a sex shop

-And a thrift store

-And honestly his bakery

-Blackheart Bakery, if you’re being specific  

-Fits right in

-Jungkook refuses to hire new staff

-“They won’t do it right.” He whined to you one day

-“One time I tried to hire this guy and he put the sugared googly eyes on the cookie skeletons ALL WRONG”

-“How do you put googly eyes on wrong?” You had giggled

-“you just do- i- See? This is exactly why I can’t hire anyone...”

-You had started chewing on the end of your pencil in the midst of your laughter

-It was an unconscious habit

-And it makes Jungkook shift uncomfortably, his hands moving off of the top of your table

-“Don’t do that...” he had muttered, smirking to himself as he walked back behind the counter  

-he did that a lot

-He’d mutter something  

-Mildly flirtatious under his breath and then  

-Just walk away

-It was quite confusing

-But honestly you had a feeling he was just a filrty person  

-You certainly weren’t the only girl he smirked at

-Not that you pay attention

-Ok  

-Maybe you do  

-Kinda  

-Pay attention  

-but it’s not your fault!!!!  

-You just  

-Can’t help but feel a little jealous

-You kiiiiiinda have a little thing for him

-Ok

-Maybe it’s a big thing  

-Maybe it’s a massive

-Gigantic

-Towering  

-Crush  

-But look at him!!!

-You simply couldn’t be blamed

-It was his fault  

-Yep

-That’s what you’re going with

-It was Jungkook

-And his tight t shirts

-His ripped jeans

-His dangly earrings

-His tattoos

-His big

-Stupid boots

-Ugh ok

-Focus  

-You have work to do

-The whole reason you began coming to Jungkook's cafe was so you -could find a consistent place to study for your exams

-You were in school to become a teacher :)  

-And teachers have to study very very hard  

-Educating the youth is no easy feat  

-Jungkook had asked what you were studying during the first week you arrived at his spooky house of baked goods

-“Oh I’m an education major”

-“Ahh so you’re getting an education about...education.” He concludes

-“I love it.”

-“So meta.”

-“Are they educating you on the disparities between impoverished children and wealthier children?”

-His wide eyes were brimming with genuine curiosity  

-You kind of got a kick out of how candid he was about such heavy conversation topics

-“Not as much as they should be but, I’m actually writing a paper on a similar topic right now...”

-This caused a brilliant grin to come over his face

-It was almost blinding really

-And it made your heartbeat all wonky  

-“Of course you are. You look smart like that...”

-He had backed away from your table then, seemingly satisfied

-Had you passed the vibe check?

-“I’ll leave you to your paper.” He nodded to your laptop but as he walked away, he pivoted back towards you on and the heel of his combat boot, “welcome to Blackheart Bakery by the way, let me know if I can get you anything.”

-Another brilliant smile is sent your way  

-“Thank you.” You had smiled back, sending a tiny wave his way

-Which in turn, made HIS heartbeat all wonky  

-You’re cute

-Like really cute

-And despite how often it may seem like his eyes are elsewhere

-They are ALWAYS on you

-Every chance he gets he is glancing your way

-Smirking to himself at how endearing you are

-Brow furrowed

-Lips pouted in concentration  

-Completely oblivious to his gaze

-He has to remind himself to look away  

-He doesn’t want to be a creep

-“Creepy men deserved to get kicked in the teeth...”

-He’s said this to you before when another patron had made you uncomfortable

-Jungkook kicked him out immediately  

-“If you don’t leave, I’ll have no choice but to kick you in the teeth. One, because I can’t compromise my personal philosophy and two because you’re making my favorite customer uncomfortable.”

-Oh look there goes your heartbeat again

-WONKY

-The guy leaves in an angry rush, flipping Jungkook off in the process

-Saying something about leaving a bad Yelp review  

-He doesn’t care tho

-He definitely doesn’t want to be a creep

-You’re just so  

-Pretty

-Ugh

-He rolls his eyes at himself behind the espresso bar

-The latte in front of him neglected  

-In need of a bit of foam

-“Focus Jeon, she’s just a chick...”

No wait

-“She’s just a woman. A woman who I respect, like I respect all women...”

-He’s been watching a lot of feminist theory on YouTube

-He likes staying educated  

-And also fuck the patriarchy

-The man waiting for his drink has arched a brow at this point, wondering if his barista has lost his mind

-“Uhhh medium...” he checks the cup for his awful hand writing, “ghostly toasted marshmallow latte!”

-“Thanks.” The guy mutters, throwing a judging look Jungkook's way  

-He gives him a lazy salute as the guy struts away with a briefcase in tow

-“Thaaanks.” Jungkook mocks him, his face scrunching up in annoyance  

-Stupid man

-With his stupid briefcase  

-As Jungkook is pulling out a batch of cream cheese frosting stuffed pumpkin muffins  

-Or as Jungkook calls them

-PUNK-in Muffins

-Movement at the counter catches his eye

-is that

-”oh shit...” He grunts, hastily wiping his hands on his apron and rushing over to the counter

-normally he would meander

-stroll

-or even slump to greet any new guests at this hour

-and by this hour

-he means 45 minutes before closing

-Jungkook’s bakery is open til midnight on weeknights

-9pm on Sundays

-and 3am on Saturdays (for the culture of course, gotta keep it spooky)

-tonight happens to be a Friday night and the person awaiting his assistance is

-you

-”You’re still here?” He gawks, the black polish on his nails glimmering as he punches in a few keys on the register

-You offer him a tired and slightly amused smile, “No. Y/N died around 4:30, you’re speaking to her ghost. Please leave your message after the tone.”

-Jungkook cracks a smile, his palms resting on flat on the counter, “Do ghosts check their voicemails?”

-“Oh of course not but, I will be checking yours because you have access to caffeine.”

-Jungkook laughs

-no...he giggles  

-and it’s fucking cute

-but you digress

-“I feel like I should cut you off...this is your 4th latte; I’m pretty sure you’re 80% caffeine at this point...”

-“Noooo, don’t do that.” You whine slumping against the counter, “I just need to finish this one page...”

-He quirks a brow as he scribbles something on your cup, unimpressed with your statement, “You said that three hours ago. I’ll make you another one but I’m not putting an extra shot in.”

-Your face turns up in protest but he click his tongue against his teeth , shaking a manicured finger at you

-“Ah ah- nope. I don’t want to hear it. You either take that or I’m making you a hot chocolate and shutting the buildings power off.”

-With a dramatic sigh, you concede

-“Ugh fine. Here-” You go to hand him your debit card but he shakes his head

-“Put that away.”

-You want to protest but given the fact that he’s made the rules thus far during this interaction, you doubt you’d be able to stop him.

-A smile appears on your face then, appreciative of his generosity

-“Thank you.”

-He merely grins, waving you off before rolling up the sleeves of his black Blink 182 shirt

-as soon as his tattoos are out

-all the moisture leaves your mouth

-you try your hardest not to stare at him

-expertly, he eases the espresso shots into the milk, tongue poking between his lips in concentration

-and you

-being sleep-deprived

-and a little loopy

-decide to  

-flirt????????

-if you could even call it that

-which you could but you shouldn’t

-“For the record, when I finally dig my way out of this of mountain of death I’m stuck in, I will definitely take you up on that hot chocolate...”

-Jungkook’s brow quirks at the tone of your voice, his hands suddenly itching with nerves

-was that

-was that flirty?

-should he flirt back?

-“My hot chocolate is legendary. You won’t be disappointed.” His lips display a small grin as he places the lid atop your finished latte, “Also mountain of death is a great name and I WILL be stealing it.”

-You giggle

-again

-“and I WILL be suing you for copyright.”

-He laughs now, wiping up the bit of milk he spilled

-the sinewy muscles in his forearm tensing and untensing

“Good luck getting me to show up to court.”

-and that’s kinda how it was between you and Jungkook

-for like six months

-it was a little bit flirty but never anything to push either over you over the edge.

-and speaking of being on edge

-recently, you had gone from vacationing in your timeshare on the edge

-to signing a 35 year mortgage contract  

-4 bedrooms

-2.5 bathrooms

-of pure

-unrelenting

-stress

-you could feel it in the middle of your back

-shoving itself up between your shoulder blades

-your body seemed to ache with it

-the worst part being

-it was Halloween

-You should be out with your friends, having fun

-wearing itchy costumes and drinking sugary drinks

-but instead, your headed towards the bakery to work

-Jungkook was behind the counter, smiling happily at a family dressed like the cast of scooby doo

-from what you could see he was wearing a skeleton onesie

-his jet black hair tousled perfectly above his head

-he looked adorable

-(and hot)

-He notices you instantly, his face turning up in surprise

-you offer up a small wave and head over to your table

-you know he’s going to say something about you being there but

-you don’t really have much of a choice

-this work has to be done

-it takes him a second to spot you but when he does

-he seems to perk up

-his smile brightening as he looks back towards his customer

-as you’re setting everything up, you feel a presence (not the spooky kind) at the end of your table

-it’s Jungkook and he has your regular order in one hand, along with something wrapped in skeleton-patterned parchment paper

-“I know, I know.” You acknowledge before he’s even able to chide you for being here

-He smirks “What are you doing studying on the holiest day of the year??”

-You giggle

-“The holiest day of the year huh?”

-“Of course. Halloween is the one night a year that the homies can dress like total -sluts and no one can say anything about it.”

-This makes you giggle again

-“And you went with slutty skeleton huh? I love it- it’s like as naked as you can possibly get.”

-He chuckles, gesturing to his costume

-His floppy black hair getting in his face

-“Damn right baby.”

-The way he grins tells you the pet name is a joke

-But the deepening of his voice gets to you anyway

-“Thank you for this. I promise I’ll get out of your hair early tonight.”

-“The only thing I’m worried about getting out of my hair is this white spray paint. You’re welcome to stay as long as you want.”

-He’s put a streak of white spray paint in his raven locks

-Why? You’re not certain

-Does it look good on him, like everything else does?

-Absolutely

-Its been a few hours since your night of studying began

-Jungkook’s dropped off two free lattes since you’ve arrived  

-As well as a slice of his ‘I write cinnamon not tragedies’ bread

-Which was equally hilarious and delicious

-You caught him glancing over at your table a few times but you didn’t think anything of it

-He’s probably just checking to make sure that no one needs your table

-His bakery is packed most nights but Halloween is a special night at Blackheart Bakery

-He has a trick or treat counter set up with free (homemade) candy

-A photo op complete with a fake haunted house backdrop

-A Halloween playlist

-And a bunch of discounts on his signature lattes and food

-you watch him amongst the chaos

-He is completely unfazed

-He seems elated at the amount of customers he has

-he grins and laughs at something a man dressed like Thor says at his counter

-he seems entirely in his element

-you realize that the denial tactics you’ve been trying out haven’t been working

-because this floppy haired, tattooed, slutty skeleton/baker kind of has a hold on your heart

-you’ve been friends for a long time now

-he always makes sure you’re taken care of

-he always asks if you’re ok

-he always gives you this little grin

-it feels like a secret sometimes

-but maybe it’s been his way of letting you know where he stands

-he’s been bringing you lattes and pastries for months now

-he never charges you full-price

-he always reminds you not to work too hard

-he

-fuck

-he likes you doesn’t he?

-you look back over at the counter to see him bending over and handing a skeleton cookie to a little girl dressed like Captain Marvel

-he laughs at something she says

-his eyes focused entirely on her and whatever she seems to be proclaiming to him  

-your heart goes wonky again

-alright

-enough is enough

-you’re doing this  

-Jungkook’s done so much of the work thus far

-it’s time for you to seal the deal

-and if he rejects you, well…

-you can just crawl into a hole and never come out again

-easy peasy

-You can feel his eyes on you as you get up to take your place in line

-luckily there isn’t anyone else behind you

-rejection with an audience would certainly be worse

-Jungkook has his witty comment ready for you as you approach the register

-“I know for a fact you haven’t finished your third latte and I’m not making you another one until-“

-“I’m not here for another latte.” You laugh, trying to ignore the thrashing of your heartbeat

-“No? Well, are you finally going to try my Welcome to the Blackened Chicken Parade Burger then? I’ve been asking you for like three weeks…”

-god he’s fucking cute

-“I’m here to ask you out.”

-Jungkook swears he feels his heart stop

-“You’re here to…”

-He repeats the first part of your response as his he didn’t hear you

-his black fingernails anxiously tapping against the countertop

-“I’m here to ask you out- on a date.”

-Jungkooks face seems to go through various stages of confusion before a shy smirk presents itself on his pretty mouth

-“Me? You’re asking me-“ He places a hand on his chest, “-out on a date?”

-“Yes!” You laugh, slapping the counter a bit too hard, your nerves getting the best of you, “Are you down?”

-He shakes his head but his answer contradicts his movements

-“So down, beyond down. There is no one on Earth who is more DOWN than I am. Yes. My answer is yes. 50000% yes.”

-you can’t help the smile on your lips

-“great. So are you free next Friday then?”

-He grins with his teeth this time, nodding emphatically  

-“Consider the shop closed.”

-and so it was

-you returned to your table moments later  

-feeling on top of the world

-you did it

-you asked Jungkook out

-and he said yes

-and now you

-NOW YOU HAVE A DATE WITH JUNGKOOK

-LOOK AT YOU GO

-TAKING CHARGE

-you try your best to engage with your studies but with Jungkook on your mind

-its really hard

-roughly two hours later, things at the bakery have finally started to slow down

-“Hey uh- Y/N?”

-Jungkook's voice that pulls you out of your studying trance

-he’s standing at the entrance of his back room, waving you over with his hand

-and who are you to deny him?

-you make your way over there, annoyed at the instant increase in your heartrate

-he stands awkwardly to the side and gestures to the boxes on the metal rack

-“I just remembered that I’ve never given you a tour of the place. I give all my regulars a tour of the stockroom and my office and uh-”

-he cuts himself off and clumsily cups your cheek

-he pulls you into a kiss

-a really good kiss

-his lips are so warm

-he smells like cinnamon

-you could literally die happy

-The ridiculous nature of his first attempt to kiss you, makes you giggle into his mouth

-you feel him smile, his hands smushing your cheeks together as he pulls away

-“Ok I lied. There is no tour. I’ve just been watching you focus on your computer for the last two hours and you’re just really fucking cute and-”

-this time, it’s you who cuts him off

-“You better give me an actual tour next time. How else am I going to steal your secret recipes?”

-he scoffs in mock offense

-“Ah ha! So that’s the only reason you asked me out huh? Should I be calling you Plankton instead of Y/N? Ew no wait- that would make me Mr. Krabs and he’s a dirty capitalist...”

-You laugh, “Oooh good point. Guess you’ll just have to be Karen, my computer wife.”

-This makes him laugh now and the sound warms your soul

-“I could live with that- I like your last name better anyways.”

-with another kiss, your adventure with the emo baker of your dreams begins

-It may have been Halloween but it sure felt like Christmas to you

[inspiredstory]

Chapter 5

From birth, the new generation has been forced to follow the new regime. There were only two basic laws to follow; do not disobey the regime and, you are to live with & only love the person that matches your serial number. But for Jungkook & (Y/N) that was never an option.They never agreed with the new regime and now there’s a reason for both of them to fight back.

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Pairings: Jikook // (Y/N) x Surprise member 

Prologue / Chapter 1 / Chapter 2 / Chapter 3 / Chapter 4 / Chapter 5 / Chapter 6 / Chapter 7 / Chapter 8(coming soon)

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              No one slept that night. Not Jimin, not Jungkook, not (Y/N), not anyone that attended the main plaza. Soulmates or not almost everyone agreed that what they saw was completely & utterly horrifying. Some were beginning to question the authorities in The Elite but no one said anything. There was too much fear in the air to do something.

While Jungkook attempted to sleep on (Y/N)’s bed she left the bedroom and stood outside of her parents’ room. She never had the best relationship with them; her father always wanting her to be more and never content with the news she had to bring home, her mother endlessly wanting her to be a more feminine version of what she already was, both of them always shutting her down in frustration. They couldn’t find the proper way to tell her that they wanted her to find her number just so she could live in peace. A deep sigh left (Y/N)’s lips, as much as she wanted to hate them, she couldn’t. They raised her and leaving them wouldn’t be easy but it had to be done. Quietly she slipped back into her room and laid down next to her now sleeping best friend. She stared at him and wondered what it was like having a soulmate. Does it make it easier knowing who you’re going to love? Does it make it harder? Is it like having serial numbers? She lifted her shirt and stared at the number imprinted just below her naval. 19452056. It’s funny how things happen in the world, she thought to herself. Her friendship with Jungkook was beautiful and at times she would wonder if it was because they naturally clicked or if it was because of their numbers; him having only one number apart from her. 19452057. She’d never know for sure but, that didn’t bother her. The only thing bothering her was her escape plan, years in the making but never truly sure if it would work. All she based herself on were rumors and hunches. She wasn’t responsible for her life anymore, now she had to take on the responsibility of two lives: Jungkook & his soulmate.

               The next day Jungkook made sure to leave early in the morning as he had to pack his bags and buy things for the escape. On the other side of town Jimin was packing up his bags with no one to say goodbye to, making a list of things he needed to buy. “You can’t tip off anyone, Jungkook.” “What do you mean?” “It means you’re going to have to live tomorrow like no big deal. Don’t over buy; it’ll make everyone wonder why you’re getting so much. Don’t say weird shit like ‘im gonna miss that about you’. As far as everyone else knows, nothing has changed. Tell your boyfriend that too.” Every move they made had to be done carefully. The three couldn’t raise any red flags or else there would be hell to pay. (Y/N) raided the kitchen pantry and took the items her mother never used, grabbed the money her father left in cases of emergencies. She sat at the table with her parents enjoying her breakfast, “Are you alright, (Y/N)? You seem pale.” “I’m just tired; the event from yesterday shook me up.” “Just politics, nothing to worry about.” “I saw two people get murdered.” “You saw two rule breakers get punished.” “Right.” (Y/N) got up from the table once she finished her breakfast and said her goodbyes, making her way to class. Both Jungkook & (Y/N) spent the rest of the day acting as if nothing was going to happen, painting fake smiles on their faces and interacting like usual. Jimin had gone M.I.A. but on his side of town it wasn’t uncommon. Lots of people were taking the day off due to the emotional stress that the event had put them through. Many employers were not happy but, it would get resolved eventually.  

Hours passed and anxiety grew amongst the three young adults. It was only 6 in the afternoon when (Y/N) had gone to see Karen. She’d always been the one to bring in rumors and supposed facts about another society in the works, secretly waiting to ambush The Elite. Of course, it was all speculation but, it never hurt to get a little more information. The closer (Y/N) got to the door the more her stress level heightened, her eyes met the same empty ones that murdered the couple on stage; the Guard with the broad shoulders, coming out of Karen’s room. (Y/N) walked into the small studio apartment slowly, “Karen?” “I’m here.”  She followed the sound of her friend’s voice and was shocked to find her once small petite friend with the perfect face cut up and in bruises, bleeding from her nose, shaking in what she could only assume was fear. “Wh-What happned? Did that gu-” “Shh.. I’m ok.” “Karen…” “My name isn’t Karen…” she softly whispered. “What?” Her friend looked up at her with a cold look on her face. “My name isn’t Karen. My name is Ji-hye, i’m not a university student.” “You… you’re not? What are you?” “I like you (Y/N), you’re funny and very lively but you have something I need and it’s about time I cut the crap.” “I do?” “You do-” she paused, “-Your friend Jeon Jungkook…who is he?” “Wh-What do you mean? You know who he is… Karen- I uh, sorry Ji-hye… what’s going on? I don’t understand anything you’re talking about. Why are you hurt? ““I’m hurt because I didn’t get enough information! It’s called punishment!  You see, for years I’ve seen your friendship with that little bunny boy and I knew there was something wrong. There had to be a reason two friends were so openly close and then it dawned upon me that maybe these two friends weren’t friends after all-” Oh no. “-they were most likely soulmates. Every time I had a story to tell and you shut me down only encouraged me and intensified my assumption. Of course a soulmate would deny their existence. It’s the best way to survive, isn’t it?” “No… No! You’ve got this all wrong. Jungkook isn’t... He... No.” “Tsk tsk… you should know better than to lie to me, (Y/N).” “Karen… whatever your name is. Jungkook is NOT a soulmate person. I swear.” “So what’re you trying to tell me?” (Y/N) knew she had to cover for him somehow. “I’m telling you… he’s not a soulmate person. I know this because… I am.” Before Ji-Hye had any time to react (Y/N) was already wrapping her fingers around the heavy metallic lamp near the table at her side, she quickly smashed it against Ji-Hye’s head sending her crashing to the ground, unconscious. In an instant (Y/N) ran all over the small apartment, looking for anything to tie the girl up with. She had suddenly become a target. Finally after finding some tape she dragged Ji-Hye’s limp body into the bathroom making sure that she was tied firmly to the toilet. All sharp objects were quickly taken out of there in fear of having her now ex-friend break out of there. “I’m sorry...” (Y/N) muttered as she closed the door on her way out. She was very cunning, something people wouldn’t normally pick up. Her shaky hands picked up Ji-Hye’s keys that were lying around and made sure to break the keys inside the locks. One in the bathroom lock and the other in the front door, now no one was getting in or out.

               “Shit this is not ok.” “What?” “Oh, sorry I didn’t mean to contact you. It’s just… shit we’re in a lot of trouble.” “Because we’re running away?” Jimin was very confused as to why his boyfriend was having a sudden burst of emotions. “Not quite.” “Then what is it?” “My friend… she covered for us and lied about herself being a soulmate.” “Oh shit.” “That’s not the end of it.” “There’s more?!” “She trapped the person that she lied to and knocked her out.” “Remind me to not get on her bad side.” “Yeah don’t worry about that but now we REALLY have to go.” “We will, don’t worry. We’ll make it. The plan hasn’t changed right?” “No. It’s still the same. I have to go.” “I love you.” No answer. Jimin sighed, very worried over his boyfriend. Everything was changing and it was all happening too fast. There wasn’t a moment for any of them to stop and comprehend what was happening. Soon enough it was midnight and everyone had packed up. Jungkook had left his parents three letters; one for each of them as individuals and one for both of them to read as parents. His heart broke with every step he took away from his house but he knew that it was too late to back down now. He met up with (Y/N) at the bus stop finally being able to set down both of his heavy bags. “What’s in there?” “Clothes, bathroom supplies but mostly food. I took what I could from the kitchen and the bathroom.” “Good, we’ll need all of it.” “I didn’t know the bus ran this late…” “It doesn’t.” (Y/N) smiled slightly as she brought around her bike from behind the bushes. “A bike… are you serious?” “Well the bus doesn’t run this late and a car at this time would make too much noise! Look, we’re wasting time, we gotta get going.” Jungkook & (Y/N) found the best way to accommodate themselves onto the bike only making stops when the bags would begin to fall.

A while later (Y/N) in front of the juice shop; surprisingly enough they were 5 minutes early but nonetheless they could see a small silhouette standing at the front door. “Stay here, I’ll see who it is.” (Y/N) made her way towards the figure, “(Y/N)?” “J-Jimin? What are you doing here?” “I… uh… someone told me to come here.” “Who?” “I… uhm…” Realization hit (Y/N) like a ton of bricks. “Holy shit.” Park Jimin; the boy she met at the age of 14…was also Jungkook’s soulmate. “Y-You… and… Jungkook?” “Who?” “What’s going on?” Jungkook asked, walking up to the two. “Oh my god.” Before either of the two men could have a chance to take a proper look at each other a bright light was shining from the street lamps. Emergency lights. Sirens began blaring. In the distance you could hear helicopters rising up in the air. “Run!” (Y/N) yelled out.

               Back in Ji-Hye’s bathroom, the young girl was excessively trying to pry herself off out of the tight knots that her ex-friend left her in. “Can anyone hear me?! I swear… this bitch is going to fucking get it.” With only a few minutes of pleading Ji-Hye began rubbing the tape against the toilet. Soon enough the friction began debilitating the tape and that was her cue to extend her body as much as she could to snag some of the tape.

SNAP!

She broke free.

“Finally!” Quickly she began ripping off the rest of the tape wrapped around her ankles. She stared at herself in the mirror; the bruises around her eyes & lips were setting in, the blood on her nose was dried up, her dress was ripped at random parts. “She’s going to pay for this-“ she spoke to herself while attempting to open the door, “For fucks sake!” With frustration filling up her body she kicked her foot forward with all her strength and broke down the door. Her blue eyes searched around the room for her phone, “There you are. It’s time we ended these termites once and for all.” Her index finger pressed on the familiar contact that had visited her hours before, “What do you want Ji-Hye? I don’t have time to deal-” “You need to break m out of my room. I found a soulmate and if we don’t hurry we’re going to lose her trail.” “You’re joking-” he answered while getting into his car, racing off to find his friend, “-how did you get someone to confess?” “It’s called protecting your own. You probably know a lot about that.” “Don’t bring that up Ji-Hye, I’ll turn this car around and leave you there to rot.” She smiled, “now now, no need to get hasty. Come get me and we’ll talk. The girl broke the keys inside the front door lock and I already broke out of my own bathroom. I’m pretty weak right now so just hurry.” “Alright.” Ji-Hye waited for a short amount of time before her friend broke into her apartment. They both hurried back to HQ talking about the information she had gotten from (Y/N). She looked around at the empty street, “What time is it?” “11:30 pm.” “Shit, speed up!” “What’s the rush?” “She knocked me out HOURS ago! For all we know she could be gone and we’ll have lost the trail!” As soon as they arrived to HQ the two friends marched inside and headed towards the president, Ji-Hye rapidly telling President Tamashi of what happened hours ago.

“Sound the alarms. Send out the military. Anyone that defies orders or shows a sign of resistance will be shot down. It’s time to exterminate these ‘soulmates’.” ��Yes sir.” Ji-Hye ran off to sound the alarms while her friend the guard with the broad shoulders; said nothing.

(Y/N) threw herself along with her bags into a dumpster behind the juice shop choking back tears of nervousness as she dug deep into the trash. Jimin was the first to yell out, “What’re you doing!” “Look I didn’t bring you two with me to let you die now come on! Trust me!” She let out a sigh of relief when her hands met latch hidden deep inside the dumpster. With one strong tug; A small crawlspace opened. Quickly she pushed her bags inside before crawling in herself. The two men followed behind her very quickly copying her moves; first the bags then themselves. Jungkook yelled out over the blaring sirens and the helicopters, “What is this?!” “This is our way to freedom!” “Crawling through trash and a dark tunnel?!” “Jungkook!” she stopped moving, “Listen to me! I’ve never given you a reason to not trust me! I’ve never given either of you two a reason to not trust me so please, for the love of God keep moving and shut up!” She resumed moving and nothing else was said. They all crawled for what seemed like hours on end until Jimin stopped moving. “M-my hands and knees are bleeding (Y/N)! Where are you taking us?” The three of them froze as they heard rumbling above their heads; faint gunshots and screaming could be heard, heavy footsteps as well as heavy machinery-tanks more than likely pressed against the concrete feet up above their heads; the small crawlspace they were in began to shake. (Y/N) answered quietly, loud enough for only them to hear. “Listen to me Jimin. I know you’re scared, I am too but if we don’t keep moving, they might find us.” He laughed dryly, “Find us? Where the hell are we?!” “Both of you shut up! Just keep moving.” Jungkook firmly yelled out. Silence filled the crawlspace yet again; the gunshots above ground growing fainter and fainter as they crawled deeper into the darkness. Several minutes of silent crawling later (Y/N)’s dirty fingers passed over concrete texture, letting out a gasp she pulled her bags onto her back and laid flat on her stomach. “Guys… we’re here. You need to do exactly as I say or else you’ll get hurt ok? Move your bags onto your back and lay flat on your stomach, arms at your sides. Find the latch, pull… and brace yourselves.”  She reached her arm towards the far end of the crawlspace and searching for the aforementioned latch. Inhaling deeply she pulled on the latch and the two doors below (Y/N)’s stomach suddenly opened up making her fall through. Her body collided onto a rough black plasticized mattress at the bottom of the crawlspace. A pair of rough tan hands grabbed her by the shoulders and violently tugged her away from the mattress, throwing her bags to a corner of the room. She could hear the quiet concerned murmurs surrounding her, as well as the loud sound of guns being cocked and loaded. Trying to catch her breath she let out, “t-two... Friends… wait.” The two doors swung open again; Jungkook flying out of it first quickly getting pulled away from the mattress by an armed man just like (Y/N), and Jimin coming out of soon after. The three were forcibly pushed to their feet as the armed men & women surrounded them. “Who are you and why are you here?!” “My name…. is (Y/N)… this is Jungkook and Jimin” She paused trying to still catch her breath, “What exactly is this place?” “Listen sweetheart, you have 10 seconds to convince me that you aren’t a damn snitch before I blow you brains out.”

“ENOUGH.” A loud feminine voice called out.

“Eun Ha…” (Y/N) breathed out. Some of the men and women seemed to relax finding out that she knew who their leader was, all except the same tan man that pulled her. “(Y/N)… Jungkook. What are you two doing here? Relax everyone, they’re trust worthy.” “We escaped… and actually, I have to do this now or else these I won’t have a moment to do it. Park Jimin-” she walked over to him and grabbed his hand, “- Jeon Jungkook…-” she also took his hand, “You two have spent the past 10 plus years talking to each other through mental communication and now… in these… well, shitty circumstances you two can finally meet. I present you two to each other… you’re each other’s’ soulmates.” She brought their hands together and smiled as they a good look at each other.

              The world froze for a moment as the two young men held each other’s’ hands. Jimin was the first to make a small movement, with his boyfriend’s hand in his he interlocked their fingers together-finally letting all his restricted emotions fill him up, tears welling up in his eyes. Jungkook froze; he had pictured this moment so many times and all he ever wanted to do was kiss him once they met face to face but now that the moment was here, it was different. The situation felt different… tragic. Jimin laughed slightly, “Jungkook-” he spoke softly, taking a step closer “-I can still hear what you’re thinking, I can still feel your emotions-” he gently brought his hand up to his cheek, “I’m scared too… and I also wish things we could’ve met in different circumstances… but all of this-” he gestured to the curious and happy gazes from those in the room, “-lead me to you and I can’t tell you how many times I pictured this moment. It might not be what I imagined but, it’s more than what I ever could’ve asked for.” Jungkook, finally out of his frozen state finished closing the gap amongst the two and pressed his lips softly against the man that had his heart. In the distance some people cheered and clapped. Others didn’t care at the beautiful event taking place in front of them. But one man caught the eye of (Y/N); the same man that threatened to shoot her when she crashed onto the mattress stared at the couple in disgust before completely turning away and leaving the room.

Through tears, smiles and kisses the newly found soulmates repeated endlessly to each other,

“I love you.”