I busted through the door of our house, still fuming. The ride home did nothing to calm me down even though the night breeze cooled me off. I paced through the living room, making rhetorical statements and chewing on my nails. I could feel all their eyes on me as I walked back and forth.

"Princess?" Yoongi called out to me

"What!" I snapped. He stood in front of me, putting his hands on my shoulders "I'm sorry, I'm just... fuck, I'm pissed off and so confused"

"I know love, I know but please try to calm down before you pace a hole into the floor" he said touching his forehead to mine

I didn't want to cry anymore, my eyes were already sore and swollen so I suppressed the urge by taking deep breaths. I stretched out my hand for Hoseok and he took it, helping to calm my emotions to a mild thunderstorm instead of the raging volcano they had been. The rest of the guys stood by watching, as if they were unsure of what to do or say, which they were. What could be said?

"Noona, do you really want her to do it?" Jimin's voice was soft when he spoke, I could tell he was afraid that I'd blow up

"I don't know," I answered honestly. My feelings on the matter were mixed, at best, but I didn't want to talk about that part right then

"Would that make you happy?" Seokjin asked, making me turn my attention to him "I'm not for or against it, I truly want to know if you think her dying would bring you peace?"

"Jin, can we not discuss this right now? I know you can feel this massive headache I have, let's table it for tonight"

"Okay" he sighed. We were all tired, that night took a toll on all of us but I knew I wasn't going to sleep anytime soon.

"I have an idea" Jungkook spoke up causing everyone to look at him, he tied his hair up in a little bun and took off his jacket "I feel the adrenaline pumping through you, so we're going to blow off some steam"

"How?" I asked, raising one eyebrow out of curiosity

"Two ways, fucking or fighting. You choose" I bit my bottom lip mulling over the two choices given.

"I need to hit something"

"Get changed and meet me in the gym" I agreed, prompting Hoseok and Yoongi to free me so I could go change my clothes.

In my room I stripped out of my tailored pants, blouse and bra. I replaced them with a sports bra, tank top and shorts then tied my puff back into a ponytail and added a headband. I pulled a pair of black, gray and blue sneakers from my closet after putting on some socks. Once I was ready I ran to the gym to see a shirtless Namjoon adjusting the tightness of the string of his sweatpants, the sight was unexpected but a treat for my eyes.

"Hope you don't mind me joining you guys" He says pulling me from the mini trance

"I think I just changed my mind" Kookie laughed along with Joon which put a faint, small smile on my lips

"Quit being horny and come over here so I can tape your hands" The maknae wore a shirt with a low scoop neck and arm holes that came down to his ribcage. It was more holes than actual shirt

"Namjoon is shirtless, and your "shirt" is leaving nothing to my imagination, a girl is only so strong in a situation like this"

"If you're still frustrated after this you can take it out on me, however you want" the oldest of us offered and I accepted

"Okay"

Jungkook started with my left hand and within ten minutes I was ready to punch. He taught me a quick one-two combo to hit the bag with so that I wouldn't hurt my hands. Namjoon was nearby drumming up a rhythm on the speed bag and JK was on the opposite side of the heavy bag, holding it steady for me to continuously hit.

With every strike I delivered to the black sack of sand I felt my frustration leaving my body. Tunnel vision took over and I blocked out any sounds except my own breathing and chain rattling from my hits. Sweat rolled off my body in big droplets, soaking through my clothes and hair. I don't know how much time passed but when I was finally winded it felt appropriate. My arms were heavy and my hands throbbed, my muscles were burning but it was a good burn, a relieving burn. My hits came in slower intervals which alerted Jungkook to check on me.

"I think you can take a break now," he said, releasing the bag. I put my fists on my hips with a heaving chest and labored breaths.

He pulled a bottle of water from the mini fridge and uncapped it for me. I accepted the cold beverage and guzzled it down in a manner of seconds then dumped the rest on my face to cool me off. The stark cold made me shiver as it trickled down my body but I relished the contrast to my hot skin.

"Thanks" I said, wiping my face. With a loud grunt Namjoon swung on the speed bag with his remaining strength making it slam against the ceiling.

The sweat made his hair stick to his forehead and his bare upper body glisten under the lights of the room. He was a hot, sticky mess but I couldn't help thinking he looked so sexy. Lost in my daydream I didn't see him approaching us until he snapped his large fingers in my face

"Are you alright?" Namjoon questioned with a raised eyebrow

"Yeah, I feel much better honestly. Is that bath still on the table?"

"Of course. Jungkook-ah are you joining us?" Joon directed towards the youngest

"Yep" he replied "Give me your hands so I can take the tape off" In just a few minutes my hands were free so I flexed my fingers to feel them individually.

We exited the workout room together after JK wiped down the used equipment and put things back in place. We went upstairs towards the biggest bathroom in the house with the double wide tub and Namjoon turned on the faucet, I peeled my wet tank top off my body and set my hair loose, shaking my head to bring a breeze through it. I finished undressing and picked a bath bomb from the basket and dropped it into the water, immediately the sweet floral scent filled the air.

"Water's ready but we need more towels, I'll be back" Namjoon left to get more towels after turning off the water

"Let's wash up in the shower first," Jungkook suggested. I nodded and followed him behind the glass doors. The warm water pelting down on us from above felt amazing, I stood in front of him with my arms wrapped around his torso. "Want to sleep in my bed tonight?"

"Yeah, that sounds nice"

"Room for one more?" Namjoon peeked in already fully naked, I curled my finger for him to join us. He tapped a button and water came from the detachable showerhead as well, hitting my back until he moved to be behind me letting it hit his back instead.

Joon's hands found their place on my waist as he kissed my shoulder softly. I laid my head on Kook's chest and hummed in content as he kissed the top of my head.

"I love you Ma-ri"

"I love you too Jungkook" looking up at him with squinted eyes from the falling water "I love you all with my whole heart"

"The feeling is mutual Princess, we all love you beyond what words convey" Namjoon commented now hugging me from behind "Let's wash up them relax in the hot bath"

"Okay" he raked shampoo through my hair and massaged my scalp in the process, cleaning the sweat and product from my hair. I couldn't help the involuntary moans coming from me, it felt too good. When he was finished he combed all my hair to the back and put it in a single braid.

With the grime cleaned off of our bodies we sunk into the tub, Namjoon sat on one end with me between his legs and Jungkook at the other facing us. My body was starting to feel better already and my mind began to clear, even though I tried not to think of Mi-kyung I couldn't help it. She would weigh heavy on my mind for a while. The three of us sat in a comfortable silence for a while, just taking in the sweet aroma and letting the heat from the water take the ache and tension from our muscles.

"Are you feeling better baby?" Jungkook asked, massaging my right foot

"Mmhm. I am, thank you both"

"No need to thank us, this is what we are supposed to do for each other" Namjoon said massaging my left hand "Are you hungry, you haven't eaten much today"

"I am actually, I was too nervous to eat before and once we got there I lost my appetite" I responded

"I figured you would be so Yoongi-hyung said he would whip something up for you" Joon switched to my right hand and the maknae took on my left foot.

Both men were absolute angels, by the time we got out the tub I felt a hundred times better. Wrapped in a nice fluffy towel, Jungkook carried me to his room and sat me on his bed. Joon was right behind us with a smaller towel, he kneeled behind me on the bed and squeezed any excess water from my hair then redid the braid. Done with my hair he moved to my side and pushed me back so that I was laying down. JK opened my towel so that I was once again naked. He and the oldest of us put lotion in their plans and began rubbing it into my skin

"Mmm this feels so good" I tell them with my eyes closed, basking in the pampered care. A soft knock came from the partially opened door followed by a savory smell "Ooh something smells delicious"

"Hey baby, your brother just left. He brought over the food his mom cooked if you're up for eating" Yoongi announced as he entered Jungkook's room

"I am, I'm starving" I was pulled up right by JK before he moved to put lotion on my back. "What did he say?"

"Not much just that he was sorry about everything and that he'll call you in a few days" Yoongi's eyes were sad when he answered "He is not doing good but I guess that's to be expected in a situation such as this"

A deep, heavy sigh pushed past my lips. This is the part I was most afraid of- the way my siblings would be affected by the war between me and their mother- I hated it. Yoongi sat the plate and bowl on the nightstand and pulled a T-shirt from a drawer and gave it to me to put on.

"I'm still hungry too so I'm going to fix a plate. Do you want anything Gguk?"

"Yeah, whatever is available. Thanks." Namjoon was dressed in a pair of shorts and a tank top for his trip to the kitchen. the maknae was dressed similarly sitting next to me on his bed

"How do you feel?" The second oldest directed toward me

"So much better, physically I feel the best but I don't have a throbbing headache anymore and I've been able to calm my emotions. I just want to forget about tonight until tomorrow"

"Okay. Let's get some food in your belly then. Sit here" he pointed to the top of the bed where he adjusted the pillows for me to lean against. "Open"

I opened my mouth to receive a forkful of mac and cheese and untouched memories flooded my brain. My eyes started to water as Joon returned soon with two plates already chewing something.

"What's wrong Princess?" Yoongi asked noticing

"This is my mom's recipe" I answered with bunched eyebrows "It tastes just like my mother's... I never thought I would taste it like this ever again" He balanced the plate in one palm and used his free hand to cup my face, caressing my cheek with his thumb

"How'd she get the recipe?" Jungkook questioned after taking a bit of his own serving

"My dad must have taught it to her, it was his favorite dish from my mom and he would beg her to make it all the time. If he was home when she was making it he would sit in the kitchen and watch her entire process in admiration" I explained, blinking away the tears threatening to spill over

"Oh, wow" was all Namjoon could utter

"Yeah," I agreed. I took the plate from Yoongi and stabbed the fork in the other foods, most of these were my parent's recipes from my childhood "She used dad's recipe for the galbitang and his marinade for the lamb"

"He had great taste, they both did, everything tastes amazing" JK commented after ripping a piece of the meat from the wooden skewer. I could only nod in agreement as I could not stop eating the familiar flavors I grew up with.

I finished my food slowly, each bite took me back in time when my life was simple and near perfect. Unfortunately, that trip down memory lane ended all too soon when I swallowed the last bite and I was back in the present where I was reminded of why those memories are dearer to me than any others.

"I'm ready for bed now" I whispered

"Okay. I put the kettle on for some tea, do you still want it?" Namjoon inquired

"Can I have chamomile?"

"Of course you can baby"

"I'll grab it Namjoon-ah" Yoongi offered gathering our plates and utensils "Be right back"

"Thank you Yoonie"

"You're welcome baby" he winked and left the room. I pulled the covers back and slid into place in the middle so that I would be spooned and cuddling from both sides.

Namjoon was on my right so the maknae took up residence on my left side. With both of the muscular men caging me in I felt safe and secure like nothing bad could reach me as long as I stayed between them. Yoongi brought my tea so I sat up to drink it. With half of the hot, caning liquid now in my stomach, I slid back under the blanket and rolled onto my side so that my back was curved perfectly along Joon's front allowing Jungkook to scoot in closer and rest his hand on my hip.

My irritated eyes met the youngest's soft ones and a smile graced my lips. The one thing that could shine a slither of light on this gloomy situation was the fact that my soulmates and I were able to work out our differences so we have each other until our time in this world was up. He returned the gesture and laid a soft kiss on my forehead.

I only wished my parents had the same luxury.

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Do you think Ma-ri is handling the situation accordingly? What do you think you would do if you were in her shoes (be realistic)? Overall thoughts so far?