ETCHED || 02
PAIRING: jung hoseok x y/n
GENRE: angst, soulmate au, gang!bts
SERIES WARNINGS: smoking, alcohol, [ slight ] sexual harassment, crime, vulgar language
WORD COUNT: 1850
A/N: i didn’t expect to get the response i did when i posted the first part of this! thank you so so much to everyone who commented, liked, reblogged, and messaged me asking for another part! i love you guys to pluto and back, and i love that i can possibly make your days better by writing! also, i would like to thank you guys for 400 followers! holy shit i never expected to see anything close to that number! you guys are incredible and you’ll never know how much you brighten my days!
SUMMARY: just like a story, the world has a plan for everyone. that plan is simple: find your soulmate, and begin your life. y/n never found life that simple, being that the mark never appeared on her wrist. a rare occurrence, and it itself told a tale. her soulmate is one in a few billion, and their bond would be everlasting. the only problem? hoseok is a member of the most wanted gang in the south korea, and he will do anything to have his soulmate by his side.
My mother once explained to me about what meeting my soulmate would be like. She said that I would feel my breath being taken away, and my heart would pound faster than it ever had. She told me that the feeling would be unlike any other, and that in no way would I be able to explain it. The giddy, nine year old me, was ecstatic about the thought of having a rumored soulmate that would be the opposite of everyone else’s. I remember smiling widely as I lived in the house that belonged to my step father, a man who was not my mother’s soulmate. A man who had abused his previous wife, and now my mother.
The last thing I would expect would be to be life partners with anyone involved in a gang, especially BTS. Everyone in the area seemed to freeze, and the only thing audibly heard besides the music were his footsteps. I didn’t want him any closer; I wanted him on the other side of the planet from me. Eunji’s eyes locked with mine, and I saw that she was just as fearful as I was. Nobody expected those words to leave a mouth belonging to a member of Bangtan.
“Don’t touch me!” I backed away right as their fingertips grazed my arm. I then got a good look at who my soulmate was, and there was no doubt in my mind about them being my forever. They were fascinating, and everything my mother once told me was true; I felt everything she described. A smirk formed on the ends of his lips, and he tilted his head to the side. He must not get that often. Eunji stepped up to my side, and I watched as the boy who warned Namjoon walked over.
“Hyung, leave her alone. Don’t do anything,” he spoke, and I understood why Eunji trusted him. I gulped, seeing the fire burning in my soulmate’s eyes. He was more than just angry; he was furious. I felt terrified, and that’s the opposite of what you should feel. His dark eyes enticed me, and everything in my body told me not to. He turned back to the boy slowly, his eyes not leaving mine for too long. He seemed to be taking a different approach to this. I let out a shaky breath. “None of us knew, Hoseok. If we did, this wouldn’t have happened because you would have met her earlier.”
Hoseok. That must be his name.
“If you would have known?! You should have fucking found out because she’s rare enough as it is! She’s not goddamn covering her wrist, and that’s all you needed to find her!” Hoseok screamed, and I felt everything inside of me shake at the volume of his voice. He didn’t look at me the slightest bit, facing the boy who carried a horrified expression. He helped me, I must repay him somehow. I just felt so powerless standing beside a man who did horrid things around the city.
“Hoseok, Taehyung is friends with her friend, so he must have known! There’s no way that the conversation hadn’t ever crossed them!” Namjoon joined in, and Eunji’s eyes narrowed at him. Taehyung must be who was helping us. Hoseok grumbled something quietly, and I knew that he was planning on harming Taehyung. I felt my chest ache at the thought, knowing he in no way deserved what was going to happen. “Jimin probably knows too, being that him and Taehyung are roommates. There’s no possible reason for not sharing such information.”
“It’s called being an actual friend!” I felt my throat yell out, shocking everyone, including me. Eunji might have her perks when it came to our friendship, but she never told anybody anything that I didn’t want her too. My empty wrist included. If she believed I was uncomfortable with something, the thought never crossed her mind to speak up about it. Hoseok glanced towards me, his eyebrows furrowing at me. I gulped before continuing. “For a gang you sure don’t know how to keep quiet about something. Snitching, isn’t that something you should be well aware of? He was being decent, and Eunji definitely was too.”
“You can shut your mouth—”
“I’ll fucking kill you if you speak to her like that again,” Hoseok shut Namjoon up quickly. He didn’t flinch at the words, not taking his eyes off of me. Taehyung tensed up, and his eyes met mine. He was scared. “She might be talking back, but she has a point. She’s at a higher point than you, Namjoon. If you talk to her like that again I’ll have you taken out in seconds, and you know I am fully capable of that.” I squinted my eyes at Hoseok, wondering how he could ever trust me more than Namjoon when he just met me.
“That’s not fair,” I breathed, barely audible. Namjoon narrowed his eyes at me, not expecting that from someone who was just threatened by him. Eunji elbowed my side, giving me the hint that I was possibly taking this too far. I didn’t care though, Hoseok was being stupid for trusting me more than one of his friends. “You have known him longer; he completely deserves to be at a higher ranking. He wants to be involved in your life; last time I checked, I don’t.”
The look on Hoseok’s face is one I’ll never forget. Once the words left my lips, he appeared as if he was more angry than when he shouted at Taehyung. I must have really offended him by stating that I didn’t want to be his mistress. I felt my heart pounding in my chest as he stared at me. He placed his hands in the pockets of his leather jacket, taking a step towards me. Eunji was shaking, and I could see her in the corner of my eye. She had always acted so brave, but now I felt like we had switched rolls.
“You don’t have a choice,” Hoseok replied, his face close enough to mine that I could feel his hot breath. He smelled of smoke and alcohol, just like the inside of the house. He was intimidating, and there was no doubt about it. The other boys bowed at his feet basically, and that showed me that I was not the only one genuinely terrified of him. I gulped, and he must have saw the fear in my eyes. “For someone so smart-mouthed to talk back to me, you don’t seem to be telling me to go away. Are you scared of me?”
“Hoseok,” Taehyung and Namjoon responded in sync.
“You wouldn’t be the only one,” Hoseok smirked. He was getting pleasure out of the fact of me being shaken up by him. He was sick, and that was clear. Thoughts raced through my mind as he took a breath before resuming his speech. “Just because you’re my soulmate doesn’t mean you’re not a part of that group. You don’t get an exception because you’re the person I’ve been chasing after my entire life. You simply get to hear what I say to everyone else, and if you haven’t noticed, I don’t go easy on anyone.”
“I don’t have to listen to you one bit,” Hoseok gritted his teeth as he spoke. He was more than just angry, and I felt as if tears should have been boiling in my eyes. I was confused on how I was not sobbing yet, being that every time my family fought I would cower in my room. “I’ll have Taehyung killed off if I wish, the same for your dear friend. If you have a problem with my actions, then get over it. You’re supposed to be able to handle this; the universe says so.”
“Correct me if I’m wrong, but that’s now how you’re supposed to talk to your soulmate,” another boy walked out of the house wearing the infamous leather jacket. Hoseok turned his head towards him, and Eunji grabbed my arm. The boy was almost as tall as Namjoon, and his shoulders were really broad. He seemed strong, which would explain why he was included in BTS. They wanted anyone who could hold up their fists and fight, and he appeared like he could easily play the part. “Word spreads quickly around here; I’m sure all of you know this. Hoseok, I am well aware that you are one of the leaders here, but you don’t have the authority to talk to any woman – especially your soulmate – like that.”
The crowd seemed to shut every noise out, as the broad-shouldered boy neared me with a smile. He wore a pink sweater under his leather jacket, which made him seem the least intimidating of the group. I’m pretty sure I’ve seen him around my university a few times, but I could be wrong. He stopped beside Hoseok in front of Eunji and I, taking a bow.
“My name is Seokjin, but I prefer if you just call me Jin. I can tell that we will already get along very well, being that you talked back to Hoseok,” Jin chuckled quietly, and I smiled faintly. He was easily the most mature of the BTS members I had met, and I knew there were still more to come. The gang isn’t made up of just three people! “I suggest that if you and Hoseok want to continue this conversation, you should come with us. I know there are some things the two of you probably need to discuss, and I can assure you that if anything happens involving his anger, you and your friend will be very safe.”
“We were just going to leave,” Eunji spoke exactly what I was going to say. Jin’s face didn’t fall, and he just grinned and nodded. He seemed to understand things very easily, and that was quite comforting. Facing Hoseok, I saw his eyebrows furrow at Eunji; he clearly was not fond of her. He opened his mouth to speak, but Eunji continued before he could. “If you have a problem with it, you should think before you act next time. Jin said it himself, you’re the leader of the gang. Aren’t leaders supposed to show the others how to properly act? Jin seems to be acting more like a leader than you.”
“You—” Hoseok began, but I pulled Eunji back which caught his attention. My regrets were stacking up towards the stars, and once again I wished I had never agreed to attend this party. Hoseok looked me in the eye, and I saw the small sparkle that every person who has met their soulmate has seen. Through his harsh exterior, I saw the bit of light that he held. His expression slowly softened by staring back at me, which made my heart pound a little faster. I didn’t want to feel anything, but it was clear that I couldn’t hold my feelings back, and neither could he.
“Expect to see me soon; I’m not letting you go so quickly.”
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