: i just wanted to say thank you sm for 500 reads!! complete is halfway to 1k reads! yay!

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hey, are you waiting for me outside?

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uh yeah, i am. i was wondering if you could describe what you're wearing? jungkook didn't give me much information to help look for you. except for the fact that you're really pretty, lol.

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oh, how about you just come in after a few students leave. I'm sitting by a sculpture that looks like it's falling apart. It's not actually falling apart. That's just the look I'm going for :)

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alright, looks like some students have began exiting the hall. see you in a few :)

Jimin tucked his phone into his back pocket and silently watched as students began to spill out of the large hall. He hated to admit it, but he was nervous. He didn't know if you'd like him as much as you seemed to have liked Jungkook.

He didn't know what you'd think of him.

Jimin had always been insecure. Before he met his soulmates, he was often judged by his family member when they found out he had seven soulmates, and the majority of them were male.

His family didn't hide the fact they were disgusted once they found out about his soulmates. He was also judged at school by his classmates and teachers. Even the people he was friends with since the beginning of high school. Anyone who got a glance at his wrist would eye him weirdly.

Jimin eventually decided to cover them up. He wasn't ashamed of his soulmates. He was just tired of being judged and eyes weirdly. It made him very uncomfortable.

His soulmates have helped Jimin feel less insecure. Telling him that the people who judged him were just jealous he was receiving so much love.

He was grateful that he had them in his life.

Jimin snapped out of his thoughts as he felt sudden vibrations in his back pocket. He pulled out his phone, seeing a notification from y/n.

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i'm like the only one left, so you shouldn't have trouble finding me. you can come in now.

Jimin looked around and realised the students were gone, and the corridor was almost empty. He let out a sigh before walking in.

He looked around in awe as he saw the many sculptures around the large all. Each one was unique. Some were of people; some were of animals; some were of both. Even though they were still a work in progress, they already looked so good.

"They already look so good, right?" Jimin jumped in surprise at the sudden comment. "You're PJM, right?" Jimin looked at the girl in front of him in awe. Your hair was messy, your apron and her overalls were covered in dust. You had smudges of what seemed to be paint on your cheeks.

"Jungkook was right. You're really pretty," he suddenly blurted out. Realising what he said, he quickly covered his mouth. You let out a laugh causing Jimin to smile. "I just realised you know my name, and I only know you as PJM."

"Oh, my name's Jimin. Park Jimin," he introduced himself, extending his hand. You gladly took his hand but froze at the sudden spark that went between the two of you. The itchy feeling on your wrist returned. This time the initials PJM was red.

You let go of his hand and scratched your wrist, trying to ease the itching. Jimin took your hand, preventing you from scratching further. "Don't scratch it. It'll just make it worse," he mumbled. He brought your wrist to his lips before placing gentle kisses on it.

"Yoongi did this when we first met. He said it would soothe the itching," He explained. You weren't exactly sure who Yoongi was, but you assumed he was one of your soulmates.

"Thanks, Jimin," you managed to say as your cheeks slowly began to turn red.

Jimin lowered your hand but kept it in his. "You can just call me Minnie instead." If the sound of his name coming out your mouth sounded so pleasing, how would his nickname sound?

The two of you stood in awkward silence, hand in hand, not knowing what to say to each other. "Do you want to see my sculpture?" you asked, breaking the silence. "Come with me. It's at the back," you said and pulled Jimin with you.

"As I told you, the look I'm going for is a sculpture falling apart, but it isn't really falling apart, you know? I need you to give me your honest opinion on it. I need feedback from someone other than my professor and classmates."

Once you reached the back, you pointed to a giant sculpture. "That one there is mine."

Jimin looked at the sculpture with wide eyes. Admiring each and every detail on it. Wondering how you were able to create such. "Woah..." he said. He let go of your hand and walked towards your unfinished project, taking a closer look.

"This is so cool, y/n," he said, looking back at you, flashing you a soft smile. "Really? You're not just saying that just because you happen to be one of my soulmates, are you?" You asked, and Jimin shook his head, letting out a chuckle. "No, this is really good. Like really good."

Jimin smiled as he realised you mentioned he was one of your soulmates. It made him feel happy that you were aware of the others even though you hadn't met all of them yet. He knew that he had nothing to worry about anymore.

"I was planning on working on this a bit more before leaving. But I can always work on it later so we can do other things," you said, taking a seat on your work desk. Jimin shook his head. "It's alright, you can work on your project. My classes for today are finished, so I don't mind chilling in here while you work."

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You were still sitting on the desk, sketching out the faces for your sculpture in your sketchbook. While Jimin sat next to you, admiring the many drawings around your workstation. You were really talented. All of the pictures you drew were so detailed. Each one was different from the others.

Jimin didn't know how they were so lucky to get such a beautiful and talented soulmate.

"Jimin," you said suddenly, catching his attention. "Yeah?" "Is this what having soulmates feels like?" You asked, causing him to raise an eyebrow. "I mean, before I met you and Jungkook, I didn't crave the feeling of being held and kissed. I just crave to have some sort of skinship."

"Yeah. Maybe that's why soulmates are all over each other, even if they had just met. It's like something in you wants to be with them only. And with seven soulmates, this feeling is going to be seven times more."

Jimin got up from the desk and stood in front of you. "But with seven soulmates... it's going to be easier to deal with these cravings. It's seven times more the affection, love, and attention," he suddenly walked closer to you, closing the gap between you two, trapping you in between his arms. "Having seven soulmates is an advantage because you get seven times more of everything a single soulmate can give you."

Jimin pressed his lips against yours, catching you by surprise. But it didn't take long for you to respond to the kiss. You placed your arms around his neck, tangling your fingers in his hair as he deepened the kiss. Jimin smiled into the kiss, sliding his arms around your waist, pulling your body closer to his.

Jimin hummed in satisfaction, enjoying the feeling of your lips moving against his as the kiss became firmer and more determined. "Fuck," he whispered between the kiss. He knew he was supposed to take things slow, but he was struggling to hold himself back.

The two of you finally stopped to get some air. The two of you were panting, trying to catch your breaths. Your bodies were still so close together, fingers still tangled in each other's hair.

Your eyes locked with his, and you smiled. You knew Jimin was holding himself back for you. You could tell he wanted to take things further, but he was holding himself back.

"I'll make sure you're the first," you whispered in his ear before placing a quick peck on his cheek.

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: just a disclaimer that there will be quite a lot of kissing (i'm still learning how to write kissing scenes tho) and mentions of mature things i guess but nothing further :))

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