''Thanks,'' I said to my driver when I got out of the car, ''I'll call you when I need you again, and thanks again for keeping this a secret.''

''No problem sir,'' The driver says in a serious voice.

''How many times do I have to tell you, stop calling me sir,'' I sigh and then smile at the driver, ''Mister is good enough.''

The driver doesn't reply but I can see a small smile on his lips before closing the door. Mr. Choi had been my driver for the past year and he was always serious and professional, Jimin, Taehyung, and Seokjin had made it their quest to make him smile at least once when they were in the car with me. They rarely succeeded, just like none of us had succeeded in getting him to lose the honorifics. Then again, seriousness and professionalism were what was asked of him and he was good at his job.

I turn around to the apartment complex and looked up at it. It was an old building, paint chips were falling off on some parts and some green patches of moss showed it hadn't been cleaned in years either. Still, it didn't seem half as bad as some of the other student complexes in the neighborhood. I walked up to the building and immediately I felt her faint heartbeat enter my chest, it always felt like I was coming home. Her heartbeat beating along with mine always felt it was meant to be like that, one heart, one soul, it was strangely comforting and it amazed me every time it happened.

Today I was here to meet her friends, she had talked quite a bit about them and it had made me quite curious. Still, it had taken me by surprise when she asked if I wanted to meet them. Maybe it was because it also scared me, I rarely talk to new people, contrary to what most people think the idol life can be quite lonely. Most people think that idols are friends with everyone and that during there daily life they interact with all kinds of people. In reality, I rarely talk to other people outside of BTS. Yeah, we have our regular staff, but most of the time we only interact briefly during working hours, in a secured environment. It must have been years I've met new people without the comfort of my security guards next to me. I know it's absurd to feel scared to meet two girls, but after everything that has happened over the past years, I couldn't help but feel vulnerable without my guards. Apparently, Y/N was nervous too because she had already cracked open a bottle of wine, beer or something else alcoholic. I started feeling the slight buzz about an hour ago and it made me feel a little more courageous and bold which hopefully wouldn't suddenly disappear in front of two unfamiliar girls.

When I arrived at the apartment I typed in her number in the electronic dial pad next to the front door, after a short moment I heart a soft buzz and the front door swung open. I stepped in the elevator and removed my facemask and cap thinking it would be weird if her friends would be already at the door and saw me wearing them. I smoothed my hair that got ruffled by the cap in the mirror of the elevator and waited until it reached her floor. While riding the elevator upstairs her heartbeat got stronger with every second. I was very nervous about meeting her friends. She had told me that her friends had practically begged her to meet me, which scared me even more. But the more I thought about the more logical it became, my friends had been dying to meet her after I told them she was my soulmates, of course, her friend would be like that too. They even have known were soulmates for a much longer time and when thinking about it surprised it even took this long for her to ask this. I was their best friend's soulmate, of course, they wanted to meet me. The fact that they were also fans made things even worse for me, it felt as if they knew me but I didn't know them. I would go in blind, of course, Y/N had told me about them but that was all I knew.

When the elevator doors opened I took a deep breath gathered my courage and then walked into the hallway. Barely had I taken a step into the hallway when at the end a door opened and her head popped around the corner, curiously looking down the hallway. I expected two other heads to appear but they didn't.

''Hey,'' I said when I had gotten close to her door and smiled at her.

''Hey,'' she replied smiling brightly back at me.

When I got close enough I saw that it was just her, her friends must still be in the living room. Even though her apartment is small you can't see the front door from the living room, so I put my arms around her tightly hugging her warmly. She hugged me back and immediately all my worries just evaporated, her warmth and comfort just made everything so much better. It was her, I loved everything about her, of course, I would love her friends too.

"Stop smooching!!" A girl yelled from the living room, " and get your asses over here!"

It took me by surprise and I looked at Y/n with a shocked expression. Was that Jieun? Y/N had told that she sometimes could be a little blunt and straightforward.

"I'm sorry," she says apologetic, "That's Jieun, she gets a little loud when she's tipsy."

So I had been right, I thought and laughed, ''Well, aren't you a little tipsy too?''

"We are a little tipsy." She laughed and first pointed a finger at herself and then at me, "We? if I'm tipsy so are you."

''Y/N?'' Another girl questions from the living room, ''What are you two laughing about?''

''Come on,'' Y/N grabbed my wrist and dragged me to the living where I was met with two girls who were the complete opposite of each other.

On the couch sat a tough-looking girl, the tattoos on her arm and leg immediately drew my attention. I've never really been into tattoos, even though I'm a rapper and you would suspect such a thing from me they were more Jungkook's thing who ironically is the guy you would least expect it from with his soft features and innocent appearance. I knew he would love her already. The tough girl gets up from the couch and her white crop top creeps up a little revealing the outline of yet another tattoo. Quickly I divert my eyes before anyone would think I was just checking out her boobs. She hasn't noticed or she doesn't show it, because she approaches me with a bright and exciting smile introducing herself as Jieun. Now that she was close I also noticed the large earrings hanging from her ears, Jieun's style was really something.

Politely I also introduce myself as Yoongi, which causes all three of them to chuckle.

''They know who you are,'' Y/N pats my shoulder assuringly, ''So this is Jieun and she is Haneul.''

''Hi-i,'' Haneul shyly stutters and clumsily gets up from the couch and bows politely before quickly sitting back down and taking a huge gulp from her wine. She must be very nervous and shyer than Jieun. She too reminded me of Jungkook, why did both of her friends remind me of him? Haneul had the same innocent smile and appearance, but there was also something more mature, something more intelligent, like Namjoon? Why am I even comparing her friends to mine?

''So, yeah,'' Y/N says and looks at her friend for a moment before turning to me, ''You also wanted some wine, right?''

I nod slowly and watch her walk to the kitchen, which is just a few steps in the small apartment. She grabs two glasses from the counter of which she hands one to me and keeps one herself. She must have placed her glass there before opening the door for me. Then she plops down on the couch next to Jieun, awkwardly I look around the room, the couch is too small it would get cramped if I tried to squeeze into the small place next to Y/n. The only other place to sit was at the dining table where Haneul was sitting, it just felt awkward to sit down at the seat opposite of her. Where was I supposed to sit? Even though I must only have stood there for a few seconds I felt their eyes staring at me, confused I looked back at y/n who smiled reassuringly at me and almost unnoticeably patted the small empty space next to her on the couch hinting me to sit down next to her. Gladly I smiled back at her before sitting down next to her. It was indeed cramped on the couch but kind of liked it to be so close to her and Jieun didn't seem to mind either.

There was an awkward silence in which everyone was just staring at each other and sipping their glasses of wine. I watched Haneul fumble with the sleeve of her oversized purple sweater, she wasn't even looking at us she was just staring at the ground.

''Okay, well I know this is a little awkward,'' Y/N starts saying, ''But there should be something we can talk about?''

''Well we are curious about something,'' Jieun says and looks over at me.

''Me?'' I look at her confused.

''Yeah,'' She replies, ''We know you're Y/N's soulmate and that you are Suga of BTS but we don't exactly know you. Tell us something most people don't know about you.''

''Yeah,'' Haneul says softly, ''We would like to get to know you, not Suga of BTS but you, the you that is our best friend's soulmate.''

''Well,'' I rubbed the back of my neck awkwardly, ''Euh, I actually kind of like the outdoors, I used to go on hikes quite frequently. Unfortunately, I don't really have the time anymore.''

''Really?'' y/n ask curiously, ''I didn't know that we should go one day!''

''Hiking?'' Haneul asks, ''Why hiking?''

''I don't know,'' I shrug, ''I guess I just enjoy the quietness and calmness of nature if I go hiking I don't go to parks or something like that there are too many people there. I would go to a nature reservation somewhere outside of the city, the more remote the better.''

This finally got everyone talking, we started talking about the hikes and ended up talking about all kinds of things. I especially enjoyed that Haneul and Jieun loved telling me stories about Y/n's life, she seemed to enjoy it a little bit less.

''Oh, I remember that!'' Haneul points at Jieun who had just started telling a story.

''Oh, no..'' Y/n sighed and looked as if she wanted to become one with the couch.

''Okay, so that day we had a mandatory training it supposedly was really important and according to the teacher, there were serious consequences for missing the class,'' Jieun starts explaining, ''Y/N who isn't really much of a morning person, of course, was late again. She messaged me she was on her way and asked me to try to cover for her, so when the teacher walks in the classroom I immediately jump up from my seat and casually start a conversation about the homework. I made up the most stupid questions just to keep him talking so she could sneak in a little bit late.''

''So what happened?'' I ask Jieun curiously.

''I talked to the teacher for god knows how long but Y/n still wasn't there. In the end, there wasn't much more I could do and went back to my seat.'' Jieun continued the story, ''At my seat, I got my phone out to ask Y/N where she was, but then I saw I had like 10 missed messages from her. It turned out that in her hurry she had rushed into the wrong classroom and was sitting in the wrong class.''

''No she wasn't in the wrong classroom,'' Haneul laughed, ''She was in the right classroom on the wrong floor!''

''What?'' Y/n asked in defense, ''All the floors look the same it's a mistake that is easily made.''

''Why didn't you just leave?'' I asked her, ''And go to the right floor.''

''Well, because I was late and the teacher saw me coming in and even commented on me being late, '' she explained, ''It was quite a small class so the teacher would have noticed me leaving, it was just the beginning of the year so the teachers didn't know everyone well enough to know I wasn't even supposed to be in his class.''

''You could have explained the situation.' I laughed,

''Noo,'' She waved her hands dismissively, ''I already felt embarrassed for being late.''

'' What was the class about?''I asked curiously.

''It was so boring...'' She replied and sighed, ''It was like a laws and regulations class for future lawyers, seriously the whole class was just the teacher quoting the book of the law. And the worst part was that later I had to explain the situation to my teacher. I felt so embarrassed he even laughed at me, I had to do a replacement assignment for the missed class."

"You told the teacher what had happened?" I asked surprised.

"Yeah," Y/N shrugged, "What else was I supposed to say, I didn't have a good reason for being absent."

The four of us talked the whole evening until around midnight when Jieun and Haneul left to go to there own homes. Even though it was already quite late I decided to stay a little bit longer to have some time alone with Y/n.

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Jieun has quite a few tattoos her right arm is almost completely covered she has a large tattoo on her chest right under her boobs that spiral down her chest, another large one on her lower leg and lastly she has a tattoo on her back. Her parents hate her tattoos but she loves them, she sometimes jokes that if she can't be a graphic designer she'll become a tattoo artist.