Hi Army!

This weekend is Mother's Day, please do something sweet for your mom!

I am currently across the world from my mom...

I would love suggestions on what I can do for her :(

The box in your lap tumbles to the floor, clattering against the tile.

Everyone in the room turns to look at you.

Jungkook's eyes jerk to you.

"Are you okay?" he immediately asks, his eyes wide.

You see in your peripheral vision that Jungkook pushes Mira's hand away from his face so he can see you clearly.

But you're not looking at him.

You're looking at Mira, who looks equally as concerned and confused as Jungkook.

"Stop," you utter.

The words just slip out.

"Stop it."

Your hands are shaking at your sides.

Mira blinks at you.

She looks to her left and right, as though unsure of why you're looking at her.

"Please," you whisper.

"What's wrong?" Jungkook asks again, his brows furrowing together.

He nudges Mira away and he stands up, reaching for you.

You dodge his hand, stepping sideways, angrily your arm away from him.

"Don't touch me!" you seethe.

He narrows his eyes and just looks at you.

He knows that you're shutting him out on purpose.

You steel your nerve and stare right back at him.

After how he reacted to Taehyung talking to you?

How can he not get that seeing Mira with him would make you feel the same way?

Only was allowed to feel bad?

You take a step back, shaking your head at Jungkook.

Every day, you made time to come to him.

You dropped your schedule to make way for the bond.

You changed your life for the Healing.

While he did his work and continued on his career, living his life, changing nothing at all.

Yet only he was allowed to have feelings.

Yours didn't matter?

He tries to reach for you again.

You take two more steps back.

"Don't."

The venom in your voice stops him in his tracks.

"What..."

Hurt flashes across Jungkook's face.

His hand suspends, empty, in the air... in front of a room full of people.

A bolt of blue across your vision, blurring out everything except his hand.

Everything is suddenly tinged in blue, ...

Only his hand is sharply in focus, golden.

It leaves you dizzy.

You've got to get out of here.

The bond was making you a jealous freak, and now it is making you physically ill.

With a whimper, you turn and run.

He knows that something is wrong, but he has no idea what it is.

He feels like he's sitting on a bed of embers as Mira shushes him and spends the next fifteen minutes painting his eyes and lips.

"Noona, I just... I have to go talk to her..." Jungkook grips the edge of the sofa.

"You can talk to her later," RM says.

"I have a feeling I know what the problem is, Kookie," Mira says soothingly as she dabs his cupid's bow with a brush.

"You have to go film. I'm going to go talk to her, and things are going to be okay. But for now you need to ."

"How do you know what is wrong?" Jungkook gives her a look that is all

But even as he's saying it, Mira laughs and Jungkook sees Yoongi rolling his eyes.

"What?" Jungkook demands, spinning to stare at Yoongi.

"Jungkook," Mira sighs, "Please stay still."

Clearly on the last legs of her patience, she stares him down.

Jungkook holds his head in place.

"Ah hyung," he still doesn't control his mouth. "You know why she left?"

"I told you two to talk," Yoongi doesn't even look at him.

"We did," Jungkook hears that his own voice borders on a whine.

"Clearly not enough," Yoongi replies, closing his eyes so his stylist can sweep eyeshadow over his lid.

Jungkook wants to press him, wants to ask again, but suddenly a misty glaze of blue starts clouding into his eyes.

Jungkook shakes his head, trying to clear it.

starts shimmering in blue.

"Alright, let's go," a manager hyung steps into the room and starts beckoning.

"Let's go," he waves at them. "Time to film."

Mira frantically swipes at Jungkook's cheek one more time with a sponge.

A thudding ache fills Jungkook's chest and temples.

He's a bit dizzy.

RM gets up first and Jungkook follows him, finding that his own feet are unsteady.

The blue haze won't go away as they file into the practice studio.

Head in your hands, you sit in the courtyard, knees drawn to your chest.

Trying to make sense of your feelings, and figure out why your Bonding hand was tingling.

And what the heck that blue flash was.

The coldness outside helped calm you, a sharp breeze swishing through your hair, against your neck and making you shiver.

"Hey," comes a gentle voice.

You look up.

It's Mira, a small friendly smile on her face.

"I know you're upset right now... But could I have just a few minutes to talk to you?"

You nod, even though it was the last thing you wanted.

She sits down on the bench beside you, leaving a large, polite gap in between.

She's looking down at her shoes.

"I have a Soulmate," she says.

You blink.

"You, you do?"

She sighs.

"Yes. Which is why I know what it's like when someone else gets too close to him. It doesn't feel good."

She shuffles her feet, as though she was sad.

"I'm sorry that I was so inconsiderate. But it's because I didn't realize you and Jungkook are Soulmates. No one told me. But I could tell from the way you reacted. And from the way he was so upset after you left."

She looks up, straight at you.

"And I can promise you that the Bangtan boys are all just kid brothers to me. They're adorable and hilarious, but that's all. You have nothing to worry about."

You blush, feeling pretty see-through.

You were in the wrong, yet somehow she was here apologizing to you.

"I'm sorry that I freaked out," you manage to say.

"No, I understand." Mira tilts her head, a kind smile on her face. "Having a soulmate can be tough sometimes. It's a learning process."

"But... Jungkook needs his makeup done, and that's my job."

"I know," you swallow past the lump in your throat.

She reaches out a hand.

"Maybe if we're friends, then you don't need to be uncomfortable? I promise you that Jungkook is yours and yours alone."

The rules of society norms grab your hand and force it into hers.

Her hand is warm and forgiving, like her eyes, and she shakes your hand.

"Thank you, ARMY, so much for your support, we can't wait to see you all the... so soon, at, the... UGHH."

Jungkook pinches the bridge of his nose, frustrated.

The camera man raises his eyebrows.

"Jungkook-ah," Jimin leans back, irritated.

Jhope sighs.

Taehyung laughs, good-natured.

"Come on, it's only two lines, get it right," Namjoon pats Jungkook's shouder.

"Aigh, Jungkook goes last so we all have to do our lines again, but he keeps messing up his! This is like the 10th time?" Jin shakes his head, poking Jungkook in the back.

"It's such a short video, concentrate, Jungkook," the manager frowns.

"I'm sorry, I'm trying. But I think I have a headache... or something."

Jungkook rubs his eyes, trying once again to get rid of the blue tint to his vision.

He felt really dizzy too.

"Ok, RM, you pick up Jungkook's lines then. Jungkook, just smile and wave at the end, OK?"

The manager points at Namjoon.

Namjoon nods.

"OK."

You sit in the tea and coffee lounge, waiting for Jungkook.

Awkward or not, the two of you needed to heal.

He takes a ridiculously long time to film the video clip.

So long that it's cut into their dance practice time, which you see clearly in their schedule.

He has a concert coming up in a few days.

Why weren't they practicing?

You pull your tablet out of your bag to start typing up some things for work while you wait.

But tendrils of blue keep arcing across the screen, making you feel slightly dazed.

It has something to do with the Bond, you knew.

If only you and Jungkook weren't Awkward #1 and Awkward #2, you could talk about these things.

You sigh, trying to concentrate.

Finally, being assigned next to no lines, Jungkook manages to finish filming the video with the members.

They're all giving him sidelong glances as they file into the hall, as though wondering what was wrong with him.

And then, as they round a corner past the break room, there she was again, tapping on her screen like nothing had happened, nothing in the world was wrong.

Soulmate sits on a sofa, her eyes intently on her work, lower lip bit between her teeth, oblivious to Jungkook and everyone else.

It comes out of nowhere, but

Despite knowing that he should be heading to the dance studio, despite knowing that he should approach her slowly, he takes two running steps and over the back of the sofa.

He lands right beside her, their legs bumping together and the Healing starting instantly.

She twitches in surprise, eyes large.

Her hands tremble on her tablet and she almost drops it.

"Jungkook! You-you scared me!" she accuses, her fingers frantically pinching her tablet.

RM nods his head like he understands her panic.

"We were so loud coming through, how could you not notice us?" Jungkook shrugs.

"Yes, we are SO loud," Taehyung calls as he passes by.

To prove the point, Jin squeals in laughter immediately.

RM gives Soulmate a lazy wave.

"Jungkook-ah, concert practice," he says, walking away with the rest of the band.

"What happened earlier? You just... left. Are you ok?" Jungkook asks her.

He tries not to be distracted by the wonderful buzzing he is getting from his knee against hers.

To his surprise, the blue pulses that were haunting his head began to fade too.

You look away from his question.

You don't want to bring up your issue with Mira, now that it was solved.

Or ever.

You chose the less embarrassing topic.

"I wasn't feeling well. I was getting a headache. I felt dizzy. I had to get out of there. I think it was the Bond."

Boy, you realize as you sigh...

When you rather talk about strange things happening in your head than your real issues, you've got real issues.

"What? Me too!" Jungkook twists his body to look fully face you.

"It was like... there were these blue... flashes?"

You nod.

"I was so dizzy I couldn't remember what I was supposed to say in our video," Jungkook shakes his head.

"But it's gone away now," you realize, shrugging.

"Do you think it's a side effect of the Bonding? We're not fully used to it yet?" Jungkook tilts his head, thinking.

hollers Taehyung's voice, thundering through the halls.

You laugh.

"I think you have to go."

Jungkook reluctantly stands, annoyance clear on his face as the Healing breaks off.

"Just come Heal when you guys take a break," you tell him.

He walks away as he's grumbling under his breath.

--

You're working again, making really good progress, in fact, when—

"Annyonghaseyo!"

A dark head bobs into your vision, making you jump back in alarm, almost dropping your tablet for the second time today.

A young boy, eyes wide and round, a friendly smile on his face, is bent at the waist, looking at you, his face open and sweet.

You check behind you to make sure he isn't bowing at someone else.

There's no one else in the room.

"Noona," he smiles.

"Hi," you answer, uncertain.

"Hi," he says.

"I'm Soobin!"