Each soulmate can communicate, by writing on his/her skin. And no matter how far they are apart, the messages will always appear.
You sat inside of class bored out of your mind, your teacher went on and on about 'Romeo, and Juliet. And how tragic the events of the play, caused each character to kill themselves.
Rolling your eyes, you pulled up your sleeve and began to write. 'Jinnie, I'm soooo bored, talk to meeeee.' You wrote, and waited a while as you looked around class, students were either playing on their phones, texting away, and/or sleeping.
Feeling a bit warm, you looked to see that he had responded. 'Well, (y/n). You need to pay attention, when your in class.'
Staring down at your arm, you pouted and wrote back, 'I know, but I can't help it. Mr.Kang, is boring.' You watched the message fade into your skin, as the bed rang. Yes school was over summer vacation here you come.
As he only shook his head, as he felt his arm tingle. Looking down at his arm, he frowned at your answer. He felt eyes on him, he looked up to see his members smiling at him.
"What?" He said, quickly writing a response. 'You have to study in order to graduate.' He waited as it disappeared from the skin. Getting up from his spot on the ground, he walked over to the computer to start the music.
"Let's finish practice, and then we can go back to the dorm." Namjoon spoke, getting into position for their new mv.
Jin stopped writing, and it was worrying you. Rolling up your sleeve, you wrote; 'Kim Seokjin... You better answer me.' It quickly faded, as you fell onto your bed. Feeling sleep come quickly, you let out a yawn and began to drift away to dreamland.
Man why did Jin stop writing, you never asked what he did for a living, but whatever it was it took a lot of his time.
*Time skip to 6 days later. BTS is on tour in america.*
Jin stretched his sore muscles, as they finally landed in California. They would be here touring the country, meeting new fans and possibly meeting their soulmate. Well that's what Jin wants the most, to finally meet you, face to face.
"Hyung, doesn't it feel funny. Not knowing what your soulmate looks like?" Jungkook mused, as the guards made way for them through the sea of fans.
Thinking for a bit, Jin shook his head for he had an idea of what you look like from what you told him; (h/c) hair, (e/c) eyes. You were (tall/average/short) for your age group, but that didn't bother him not one bit.
They made it to the van, and piled in random seats as the driver took them to the hotel. "Hey, hyung." Yoongi's voice caught his attention, Jin turned his body to look over at him. "Hm, what's up?"
"You, should tell _____-noona that you're in L.A. And see if she response." Yoongi told, writing on his own skin speaking to his soulmate back in Korea.
Finding it a good idea, he looked back to the front and proceeded to write a short message to you. 'Jagiya~♡. I'm here in L.A for two weeks, let me finally see you in person, please? ^3^'
Snickering could be heard coming from from the others, he whipped around to glare at them. "Yah!? At least some I have my soulmate, with me!" He loudly spoke to the others, as he turned back around to see that they had arrived to the hotel.
They left the van seeing no fans here yet, with their belongings with them, they followed their manager to the lobby. Jin's arm warmed up, he brought his arm up to his face, he grinned at your message.
'What!? Really, I can't wait to see you, now! Oppa, where are you staying I'll visit you. (•.<)'
Why are you so cute, he than wrote the address of the hotel he also gave his room number.
"Alright, rest up. Cause tomorrow morning you have to go on a tour around L.A." Manager-nim said, letting them head to their own rooms.
Jin entered his, and wrote you a good night message. He flopped onto the fluffy bed face first, rolling onto his back he looked down at his wrist to see your good night message; 'Good night, oppa. See you tomorrow.'
He smiled, as sleep succumbed over him, closing his eyes his he fell into a deep sleep dreaming of you.
Next morning you had woken up early to make him breakfast, placing the food inside a container, with a fork. You ran into your room to get ready, grabbing the nicest clothes you had, you jumped into the shower to do your thing.
While you did that you wrote to him that you would be there by 9:35.
You entered the lobby, and into the elevator to go to his floor. Humming to yourself you checked the time on your phone, okay good you had ten minutes to spare. The elevator doors opened, stepping out you began to look for room; 612.
Finding it at the end of the corridor, you knocked on the door. Hearing soft footsteps walking to the door, it opened to reveal a handsome young man. "Jinnie?" The young man smiled, down at you as he spoke, "_____?" You only grinned and hugged him.
He laughed and brought you inside, "Jagiya, you are so beautiful, more than I could ever imagined." He softly spoke kissing your temple. His affection, caused heat to rise to your cheeks. You sat down at the table, next to the window. "Here, oppa I made you breakfast." You placed the food down, as he walked over to you and sat down.
"Thank you." He opened it up and dug in. As he ate you graze never left him. "This is delicious, jagi thank you once again." You could only smile, feeling proud to have this man as your soulmate.
Suddenly realization hit you like a ton of bricks. Running your hands through your hair, you watched his facial expressions. The way he smiles, the way he acts, he was the Jin from; "BTS... You're Jin from Bangtan."
He stopped eating to speak, "Yes, but would the change how you feel about me?"
Thinking about what he said, you shook your head. "No, it wouldn't. Why, because we have known each other for four years, but it feels like I've known you for years. And just for this one lifetime, I'm glad that just one day I finally got to meet you." You stood up to take your leave, walking towards the door to exit the room.
But you felt his arms wrap around your waist, as he buried his face into your hair. "Please... Please... Don't go now, stay with me for the day..." He begged, his voice cracking.
It broke your heart, as you slowly turned in his arms to give him a sweet kiss. "I'm not going anywhere."
