Jimin quickly rushed out of the practice room, trying to get to your art hall. He made his way past the many students who were crowding the corridor, shouting an apology to anyone he bumped into.

He knew you wouldn't answer their texts, so he tried to get to you before you left. Seeing the familiar large door in the distance, Jimin quickened his pace. "Please still be in there, baby." He silently prayed as he got closer.

Jimin got to the door, stopping to take a break and catch his breath. He placed his hand on the handle and opened the door.

The hall was empty, just like it was on the first day he saw you. It reminded him of the day he shared his first kiss with you, had his arms wrapped around you.

He quietly closed the door and rushed to the back, where your sculpture would be. Jimin let out a sigh of relief when he saw your figure. Your head was resting on your table, soft sniffles coming from your mouth.

"y/n," Jimin whispered, quickly making his way towards you. You raised your head and locked your eyes with Jimin.

"Jimin..." you mumbled, and he nodded, quickly pulling you into his tight embrace. You were lifted up from your chair. You wanted to get out of his embrace, but you couldn't. You so badly wanted to push him away, hoping no one would come in and see the two of you. You didn't want anyone to say bad things about him or the rest of the boys to be eyed weirdly because of you.

Jimin placed his hand on your head, lifting your head. "y/n," he whispered again, placing his hands on your cheeks. "y/n, baby," he looked into your eyes and gave you a small smile.

"What's going on in your pretty head, hm? What's wrong, love," Jimin whipped the tears that were rolling down your cheeks.

You shook your head. "I don't know." You really didn't. Your mind was running all over the place. "I'm scared. I'm worried. I'm confused. I thought about the pace I was moving at with you guys. Then I thought about how people would react when they found out you guys found the soulmate you've been looking for. I remembered the comments people would give when they saw the number of initials on my wrist. I thought you guys would get them to once I properly in the picture and-"

Jimin cut you off, placing a finger on your lips. He then picked up the hand the initials were placed and put his hand next to yours. "Look," he lined his wrist with yours, causing you to look at them side by side. "All of us have the same number of initials on our wrists. All of us have each others' names on our wrists. All of us, y/n." He dropped his hand but bought yours to his lips. He began placing gentle kisses on your wrist.

"I used to think the same, love. My family were disgusted when they saw my wrist. My friends, classmates, almost everyone I knew. When I met the boys, well, Yoongi, to be more specific, I tried to avoid him. At the time, it was just him, Namjoon and Seokjin. They welcomed me with open arms, but I still turned them away."

Jimin smiled, leaning in to place gentle kisses all over your face as he spoke. "They eventually managed to comfort me. They made me realise that people were always going to say something, but it shouldn't matter to me. It shouldn't matter to us. People are just jealous, I told you the other day. Having more than one soulmate gives you so much more than a single can give you." Jimin stopped kissing your face, stopping so close to your lips.

"We'll wait, y/n. We'll wait till you're ready to be with all of us, but please don't think you're going to embarrass us or something like that. We've waited so long, baby, so long for you." He whispered. Tears were rolling down your cheeks. You were trying to hold back that sob that was so close to spilling out of your mouth.

"We felt as if we were betraying you when we'd happily sit together without you. We had this empty space in our hearts that was waiting to be filled. When Jungkook shook hands with you, when I shook hands with you, and when you kissed Jin, that space was instantly filled."

"You make us feel complete, y/n. The others want to have you in their arms, feel your body against theirs. They just want to feel that spark with you, baby. But they're holding themselves back, waiting for you to be ready. We want to show you off, be able to show everyone that we've found our last soulmate."

Your tears were rolling down your cheeks. Your thoughts, your emotions, everything was running wild. You were so close to falling apart. Jimin softly smiled. One had running through your hair while the other wiped your cheek. His face still so close to yours.

"We want you y/n, we all want, baby. We don't care what others think, and you'll never embarrass us. So please, don't run away from us thinking you will. Please, baby," he whispered. This time tears were rolling down his cheeks as well. He brought his face close to yours, kissing your forehead, wet cheeks and the tip of your nose.

The thought of losing you was breaking him. Thinking about you not wanting to be with them because you were afraid, afraid of the things that would happen when people were aware of your relationship with them.

"But take your time, okay? Take as much time as you need, love." Jimin asked. You only nodded. Jimin smiled before finally pulling you into a kiss.

The kiss wasn't heated. It was soft, moist and delicate. Jimin's arm slid around your waist, pulling you close to his body. His other hand was on your cheek, thumb gently stroking your wet cheeks.

The two of you were still crying. You would've broken down in sobs if it wasn't for Jimin's kiss.

The two of you eventually pulled apart. "It's okay, y/n. You can cry. I've got you."

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