A BTS soulmate AU
On everyone's eighteenth birthday they receive two significant names permanently tattooed onto each wrist. On one wrist is the name of their soulmate; the person they will find true love and happiness with forever, but on the other...
Are you a boxer? How about getting on your knees and giving me two blows to the head?
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"HEY!"
Yoongi's voice boomed across the campus dining hall. Jimin sucked in a breath as Taehyung's eyes widened. Their visibly fuming friend was headed straight towards the table of cheerleaders.
"Do you think he's mad at his sister or boyfriend?" Jimin hissed, poking Taehyung's side in evident amusement.
"I don't know," Taehyung whispered back, "but I wouldn't want to be either of them right now.
A plastic lunch tray slid into Taehyung's as Namjoon slipped in beside them. He was shaking nervously, his hands almost spilling Taehyung's opened bottle of water. Taehyung and Jimin stared at him, waiting for him to speak.
"Hey, guys, what's up?" Namjoon began to ramble as Yoongi reached the table across from them and slammed his hand down in front of Hobi. "Lovely day, don't you think? Oh, hey, is that the time!? Well, I best be going!"
Namjoon stood to his feet and was promptly pulled back down by Taehyung. "What the hell did you do!?" he hissed, his hand still fisted in the back of Namjoon's shirt.
Namjoon was saved from responding as Yoongi yelled, "WERE YOU EVER GOING TO TELL ME!?"
It was Hobi's turn to look shaken. "I don't know what you're talking-"
"Oh, don't play dumb with me, darling," Yoongi's words bit through the thick atmosphere. "Namjoon told me all about how you've been lying to me."
Taehyung snapped his neck towards Namjoon, who coward into himself. "I didn't mean to!" he began to insist. "I thought he knew! Ji told me first!"
Taehyung may have questioned it further had he not been so drawn into the scene playing out in front of him.
"Yoongi," Hobi's tone was soft and pleading, "I haven't lied to you, please, calm down. Let's go somewhere private to talk."
"'Oh, Yoongi, you're my soulmate,'" Yoongi began to mock, his voice pitching into a higher octave. "You don't call that LYING!?"
"No, I-"
"For just how long have you known that I wasn't you're soulmate!? Huh!?"
Hobi stared at his feet, red-faced and silent.
The entire room awaited his response as Yoongi leaned down and screamed, "Answer me, damn it!"
"Five weeks," Hobi finally replied, his tone void of any emotion. "Only five weeks."
"Only five weeks!? That's it!?" Yoongi stood and made an apparent stupor of himself as he paraded around with a phony smile. "Well, why didn't you say so!? That obviously makes it completely acceptable to lie to my face and toy with my emotions for ONLY FIVE WEEKS!"
