Part 4

                                    

                                          
((AN:// Hello!
                          
I have nothing to say but
                          
LOOK AT THE DAMN GIF!!
                          
GOD I LOVE THAT SHIT SO MUCH!!!
                          
Okay,
                          
Carry on))
                          


                          
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Hoseok paced the dressing room endlessly with his hands running through his locks impatiently.
                          
Why would his friends do this to him?!
                          
They knew that he wanted nothing to do with his so called 'soulmates', so why would they bring him to his rehearsal?!
                          
He groaned out in anger before taking of his rehearsal shirt and glaring at it. It look's could kill, that shirt would be spontaneously combusting right now, "MY FRIENDS ARE FUCKING JACKASSES!". He threw the shirt against the wall to let out his boiling anger, "I can't believe them..."
                          
"Well, that's not very nice..." a voice suddenly resounded from behind him, "I thought that they were incredibly nice and helpful!"
                          
Hoseok yelped out of fear before stumbling back against the wall in a panic, "W-What... W-... Don't scare me like that!" he whined out cutely before regaining his balance.
                          
A light hearted chuckle escaped the elders lips as he leaned his back against the wall, right beside the door, "I'm sorry, but you were just too cute that I had too!"
                          
A bright pink flushed it's way onto Hoseok's cheeks as he shifted uncomfortably before bending over to pick up the black shirt he had been wearing earlier this morning, "A-..Anyway- Uh- ... What's you're name? Who are you?"
                          
Jin couldn't help but laugh at how oblivious the boy was.
                          
Similar to the situation with Taehyung, Hoseok had yet to realize the bright light radiating off of his back. 
                          
"Hey, Hoseok?" Jin questioned with a playful smile on his lips.
                          
"Hm?"
                          
"You're glowing. Specifically your back is."
                          
"WHAT?!" he exclaimed as he rushed to a mirror, craning his neck around in order to see the sword on his back that was, in fact, glowing as coloured began to make an appearance, "No!"
                          
That's when the sweet and adorable persona of Hoseok switched.
                          
He was now a sweet and adorable, pissed off Hoseok.
                          
"YOU-.... You were with Taehyung in the auditorium!" he belted out, trying to keep his outburst to a minimum, "You fucking knew that... That we're-"
                          
"Soulmates? Yeah, I had a hunch." 
                          
"No, we have matching tattoos, but we are not fucking soulmates!" 
                          
"Correct me if I'm wrong," Jin tilted his head with a smirk, "I'm pretty sure that having the same tattoos means that we are, in fact, soulmates!"
                          
Hoseok growled out, his eyes darkening as their eyes locked, "I'll tell you what I told him, but fucking stay away from me! I want nothing to do with you or any of the others!"
                          
Without waiting for a response, he made his way to the door, not even caring that he had yet to put on his shirt. 
                          
He got as far as opening the door ever so slightly, when Jin slammed the palm of his hand on the door to shut it once more with a loud bang.
                          
"They told me that you might try to run away," he chuckled at the shocked look on the boy's face, and with a flicker his his wrist he locked the door, "But... I don't think that's going to happen any time soon...!"