They say soulmates can hear each other’s thoughts in their head.
Whatever the other person is thinking, his soulmate will be able to understand everything without the other letting out a single word.
But what will happen when a quiet person like ram finally found his soulmate....
They say soulmates can hear each other’s thoughts in their head. Whatever the other person is thinking, his soulmate will be able to understand everything without the other letting out a single word.
Ram being a quiet person always keeps things to himself. His problems, happiness, sadness, even his anger. And because of this most of the time he is misunderstood by people. Looking at him, it seems he doesn't care much about getting misunderstood, didn't care about what the world actually thinks of him or what is happening around him.
What made him surprised is when the senior who walked up to him when he was staring at a stray dog, which most people misunderstood as him glaring at the dog in hatred, and whispered into his ear, "Take him home, I don't think your parents will really mind." Ram flinched away at the sudden whisper and looked back at its source only for him to notice a senior of his faculty smiling playfully at him. "How do you know I am thinking of taking him home?" Ram scooting away from the senior who is too close to him according to his preference. The boy just shrugs and looks back to the dog, "Your looks say so."
"Does my looks also say how I was thinking about my parents might not approve of me keeping him." This time the question comes more as a challenge towards the senior and he looks back at Ram. "Doesn't most of the children think if their parents will approve when they are about to adopt an animal?" He answers and leans on the bench Ram is sitting on, "Also I am really afraid of dogs and that one gives me a very hard time whenever I am passing through this path." Ram now squints his eyes towards the strange senior, "I don't think it’s my responsibility to take care of your troubles." Now the other boy rolls his eyes and completely faces towards Ram, "You already want to take him in, so I thought I might encourage you a little. You can't blame me for that" He places both hands under own chin putting an innocent look on his face. Ram really doesn't know what to say to him anymore as he just turns arounds and walks away. "By the way I am King, you can call me P'King, Ai'Ning."
Ai'Ning? What the hell is that? Ram abruptly stops and looks back at the boy who is apparently called King with questioning eyes. The senior again shrugs and says, "As you didn't tell me your name, I thought I would call you Ai'Ning. You act so cold towards me." Now Ram just sighs and walks towards his home giving up on trying to understand anything the weird senior does. Approaching him is one thing, but Ram really can't get it how he got that what Ram is thinking in his mind. Maybe he is just really good at face reading. Ram shakes own head to clear the thoughts about the boy and concentrates on how he can take the dog home.
*****
The day is gone just like that and night approaches but Ram just can't stop thinking about the stray dog. His mind is stuck on it. So, he decides to bring it home and in the morning he will somehow manage his parents about keeping the dog. So, he grabs his jacket and gets out of the house and advances towards his college. When he reaches near the college gate, he notices someone standing there, as he approaches near, he recognizes the figure, P'King. Although he doesn't know on what purpose the boy is still at the college, he deicides to ignore him and just go on with own business. But to his dismay King notices him and calls out. But Ram doesn't stop and continues to walk towards his destination with King calling out and following after him. He only stops when he reaches the dog who is lying crumbled up in a corner.
“I knew you would be back, so I waited for you.” King shouts keeping his distance from the dog. Ram just casually ignores him crouching down in front of the dog and caressing his far lightly making him wake up. “Let’s go…I will take you home.” Ram whispers putting the food he brought with him in front of it. As he starts eating Ram finally turns his attention to the senior who is still standing a bit away from them.
“Why would you even wait for me? I didn’t even tell you I am coming back.” Ram inquires and King just shrugs like he did before. “Just guessed.”
“Aren’t your guesses too accurate?” Ram puts the leash he brought with him around the dog’s neck urging him to follow and the dog obeys. Just as Ram approaches him, King take steps back simultaneously and the dog starts barking looking at King like there’s no tomorrow going into a defensive state. “Ai’Ning, don’t come near me with the dog. I told you I really fear dogs.” But Ram doesn’t stop and continues walking towards King but the dog really wants to just break the leash and run towards King.
“I will really let the dog out of leash if you don’t tell me, how do you know about my thoughts?” Ram bends down and almost releases the dog out of leash when King quickly puts his hands up, “I really just guessed it.” But it didn’t satisfy Ram as he again goes on to unbuckle the leash and this time King almost screams in fear, “Relax, relax, your thoughts just come to my mind, I don’t know why, I didn’t do anything.”
At first Ram got a bit confused at King’s words and doesn’t get what King is actually talking about, he looks up at King brows scrunched up together in confusion. “You know like how soulmates are supposed to be able to know the thoughts of each other.” King says in a low voice looking away from Ram like he is guilty of something.
Now Ram finally understands and he is more surprised than ever. “That means you are my soulmate?” Ram asks his finger pointing at King and King just nods in approval. Just with King’s nodding Ram heaves out sigh and the thought that his quite peaceful days have gone crosses his mind only for him to hear a loud protest from King, “Ram, you really just thought you can’t have a peaceful day with me being around? I am offended.” He says placing both hands on his hip only for Ram to roll eyes. He can’t hide anything from King anyway, so he might as well not even try to do that too. So, he just again ignores King yelling at him and walks away with the dog with him.
"Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind,
And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind"
Seokjin is blind with the arrow of love stuck in his heart, that he couldn't understand the other's distress. They say persistence and hard work is the key to success. Just like Jungkook wins the games with his hard work, Seokjin thought he could win Jungkook's heart like that too.
But maybe fate has some other plans.
Chapter 1
“YES JUNGKOOK!!! GO FOR IT. THROW THE SHOT.” That high scream almost bursts through Jungkook’s ear drum and getting startled his hands shakes a bit totally missing the perfect three pointer shot. The ball which was meant to go through the basket hits the round rim and falls over the pavement bouncing on its own. That shot was supposed to decide their fate for today. The score board is still stuck on the same score which says 48-49 and of course 48 is theirs, which by now should have been 51-49.
Jungkook gets that, it is an intense moments and people are excited as to what is going to happen in seconds. That’s why you should just shut your damn mouth and let the player focus and do their job properly. But no, that certain someone always makes it worse at the major points.
Yes, that Kim Seokjin. Jungkook knows really well to whom the unbelievable shriek belongs to. And that’s Kim Seokjin.
How does he know it? Well he wouldn’t have known if that boy decided to stay put like all the other audience present in the gallery and watched his matches like a civil citizen. He just goes all out in screaming for Jungkook whenever the team is in a tight position, which just mostly a backfires for Jungkook.
Jungkook doesn’t know if the boy thinks just screaming can bring the trophy in their hands or what. But Jungkook would love to let him know, it doesn’t work that way.
Heaving a frustrated sigh Jungkook looks at the time board. The digital number shows that only 15 seconds left and they will need two more points if they want to win and of course in this really tight position he can’t just go on doodling about Kim Seokjin and the misfortune he created for the team. So, Jungkook needs to calm down and focus.
Think Jungkook what can you do, think….
He tells himself trying to figure out a way looking for just one loophole so he can pull some strings and try to make another shot.
“JUNGKOOOOOK YOU CAN DO IT. GO JUNGKOOK.” Again with the loud scream. Now this doesn’t feel like cheering. It feels like torture, he can’t even concentrate. Can’t he just shut up for a second and let him do the job. For god sake he is not the coach.
“What are you meditating for, Jungkook? Help me,” this pulls Jungkook’s attention right back at game when Yoongi calls out to him.
Just after looking at the source of the voice Jungkook noticed the ball is in Yoongi’s hand. He must be dozing off for quite some time and in that time Yoongi managed to snatch the ball out from the opponent’s grasp.
Jungkook is still standing behind the three pointer line, but if he still keeps standing there the ball won’t reach him because before that happens the opponents will snatch it. He can’t risk that and anyhow he have to at least make one shot before the game.
Jungkook starts sprinting towards Yoongi and to his dismay he notices the ace of their opposite team started running towards Yoongi too. This can’t be happening. If he somehow manages to reach him before Jungkook winning the game will be really difficult. Because their main goal now is to just waste time and wasting the remaining 10 seconds won’t be that hard if they just able to pull a grip on the ball.
Yoongi is already having a hard time with the opponent players trying to snatch it away or just stopping it. And to his distress he is the shortest one among all the players on the ground, he is the shortest one so it’s hard for him to try and make a shot.
And Jungkook on the other hand feels like time has stopped and he will not be able to reach Yoongi. So he somehow manages to increase the speed and reaches Yoongi before the ace of the other team.
At this point Yoongi has an advantage, he is short so making shots is hard for him, but he can really pass the ball a bit easily than other from under their legs of all the giants surrounding him. But to be honest, it’s not something he can always use; players are often clever and managed to foresee what he is planning to do.
“Hyung, here.” Jungkook yells reaching within four feet of Yoongi. The giants are now crazy trying to somehow caging Yoongi so he can’t pass the ball or if they can take the ball away from him.
Yoongi shares a brief glance with Jungkook pointing him to go towards the opponent’s basket. Jungkook doesn’t know what Yoongi is planning but he doesn’t have time to think about it too, so he complies.
3 seconds….
Yoongi suddenly shots up and throws the ball up towards the basket, for which no one was prepared for.
Now Jungkook understands what Yoongi was trying to do, he catches the ball slightly, throwing it again and a bit more positioned so it doesn’t miss the basket.
And yes, it doesn’t miss. Just then the time up bell rings. They are waiting stopping their breath as to what the results going to be.
Moments start to pass agonizingly slow, but still nothing….nothing….nothing. Something in all of them starts to sink. Were they late? Was the time already up before the ball managed to escape the basket? Did they lose?
Jungkook notices Namjoon’s downturned lips. Yoongi’s frown in worry and his own sweat trickling down the jawline.
50-49
Jungkook screamed his heart out; his fists are up clenching on the victory in the air all around them. Namjoon runs towards him and hugs him tightly. Yoongi’s legs gave out and he just flops down on the court. Hyuk and Junsu also join the hug making it a victory group hug. But as Yoongi seemed missing they all just walk towards him and make him join the hug too.
They are all sweaty and gross at this moment, but they don’t care anymore. All that matters is that they won. They can also feel the crowd going wild. It’s a flex to beat a team on the opponent’s own area and they can’t miss the fun.
Yet, even when the entire crowd is going crazy Jungkook couldn’t ignore the loud shrieking “YES, YES WE DID IT,” from the gallery.
Jungkook pulls away from the hug and looks back onto the audience gallery to finally look at the culprit who almost made them lose the game today.
Just when his eyes lands on him, he notices the honey brown haired boy jumping in his big oversize gray sweater and fisting up in the air with his sweater paws covering half of his hand.
Well anyone should really find this scene endearing and supportive. But Jungkook is fuming, he is really fuming. His flaring nose and rapid rising and falling of chest declared it clearly.
Right at that moment, Seokjin’s eyes landed on Jungkook who is glaring at him.
God knows what the male understood or thought; he stopped immediately and looks around as if trying to find at whom Jungkook is looking at.
Is he pretending that Jungkook doesn’t notice him? The hell.
Jungkook snorts looking away and look back again at Seokjin who now understood Jungkook is indeed looking at him; he smiles sweetly at Jungkook and waves his sweater paws at him.
“Jungkook, let’s go….they are calling for the winning team.” Namjoon says and tugs Jungkook to go with them.
So for now Jungkook forgets about Seokjin and goes with them. It’s their hard earned prize; he won’t let it get ruined in any ways. He doesn’t want to ruin the happiness this team, his basketball gives him.
***
“He was here again, huh?” Yoongi says getting out from his sweaty basketball jersey in the locker room a little smirk hanging from the corner of his lips.
Jungkook slams the door of his locker in anger and faces Yoongi, “Hyung, don’t even start. If it was not because of him, we wouldn’t even have to face the tight situation we were in. I would have made the three pointers shot perfectly.” He throws an imaginary basketball with his hands.
Yoongi now fully smirks and shakes his head at Jungkook childishness.
“Hyung, really!! You don’t believe me?” Jungkook gapes.
“We do believe you Kookie, we know you are a good player.” Now Namjoon intervenes pulling Jungkook to sit down on the bench beside him.
Jungkook clicks his tongue huffing out an annoyed sigh.
“I have been seeing him a lot in the matches since last months. To be honest, before that, I didn’t even know him properly,” Hyuk states ruffling his soaked hair with a towel. He just got out from the attached bathroom to the locker room.
“He started coming to the matches after Jungkook officially started to play for the team.” Junsu teases. “Also have you ever heard him cheering for any other member, he always comes to shout Jungkook’s name.”
“That’s true though.” Yoongi exclaims walking towards the bathroom giving a smirk to Jungkook making him more annoyed.
“ Jungkook yes, Jungkook go, Jngkook faster.” Junsu sways from side to side hugging himself and saying those words in a sexy voice and it didn’t take long for Jungkook to understand what Junsu is hinting towards.
Jungkook stands up marching towards Junsu to teach him some lessons, but the other understood and prepares to escape from any kind of beating. Yet he doesn’t stop, he backs away from looming Jungkook still going on with his acting.
Hyuk, Namjoon and other team members laughs uncontrollably at their antics. Junsu is older than Jungkook but still they managed to keep a friendly relationship between them. And Jungkook being the muscle pig, Junsu fears a bit about his life being threatened while teasing the younger, but still it doesn’t stop him from doing so.
***
Jungkook is not the ace of basketball team, but he plays really skillfully and professionally. He is a good player and if he is being honest he knows it. For him, being the ace is not a necessity. People’s eyes always tend to be on them and they are mostly surrounded by people who admire them. So most of the time they need to put on a façade to just reach people’s expectation from them. Jungkook despises these things.
The ace of their team is actually Yoongi, despite being the shortest; he plays the best among them and plays strategically. And to Jungkook’s relief the older never puts on a show or be something he is not. He is reserved, right. But not closed up, he knows how to be with his friends and have fun. And he earned Jungkook’s respect for this. Yoongi also doesn’t care about being popular or not, being what he is matters the most. He inspired Jungkook to be free spirited and live life in his own way. All he wants is to play the game and enjoy it.
That doesn’t mean wasting his life with drugs and alcohol or just go around partying and messing with people. He is quite the opposite. He is not quiet or shy or just like he can’t talk with other people. Jungkook is good with people and mingle well with them. But he just doesn’t want that much people in his life. Just some close friends and the people he loves and who loves him. Just them and that’s it.
Jungkook doesn’t want all that superficial relationships out there. He just wants whatever he has to be real and nothing fake. The people he have around will know and understand the real him not just the outside.
And with that mindset he is living his life, with his basketball, friends and family, which now he rarely has the time to visit. His parents and little brother, who mostly stays mad at him whenever he goes home, because they think Jungkook forgot them. But no matter how much he tries he just can’t seem to make them believe how busy he is with his business major and basketball.
Daily classes, assignments, exams, extra practices at weekends drain all his time out from his life like water.
Jungkook sighs thinking about all these while walking through the hallways to go to his class. This weekend he has another practice and he can’t miss it. He will still not be able to go home and of course his family is going to be mad.
While passing from the front of the Film and media department he notices a small crowd of people. Jungkook doesn’t need to try and peek to see who is in the middle of the crowd. The male is pretty tall to be seen from the outside. Just after noticing him Jungkook speeds up towards his class not wanting to face him now. Not just because he is a bother but also because he could be late for the class.
But to Jungkook’s distress the man notices him and shouts, “Jungkook..”
Jungkook doesn’t stop and increases his speed, yet somehow the other manages to stop Jungkook from running away.
“Jungkook I was calling for you…” says the male tugging on Jungkook’s jacket.
Jungkook closes his eyes trying to surpass the annoyance bubbling up inside of him. He really is not in the mood to deal with kim Seokjin now. The man who almost made them lose just yesterday again managed to find Jungkook to bother today too. Sometimes he really wonders what he could do to never meet the man again.
Kim Seokjin, majoring in film and media, great actor and praised for his academic excellence. Also really popular….REALLY POPULAR. Always smiling, kind and gentle in behavior…yes most omegas are like that, but still Seokjin has a unique charm which attracts everyone. It’s like he casts spell on anyone who goes near him. Like an evil witch turning everyone into their slaves.
But Seokjin doesn’t do any of that. It’s quite the opposite. He would try to help anyone in need. May be that’s why people like him so much. And all this doesn’t bother Jungkook a bit, he believes in everyone living their life in their own way.
But for some reason Seokjin may be doesn’t believe in this theory and for quite some time now he has been showing up in every phase of Jungkook’s life. Like, where Jungkook goes, what he eats, if he is dressing properly and all other things his mother used to do back at home.
At first, Jungkook didn’t think much of it and tried to ignore, but with time it became annoying for him. Yes, Seokjin is a senior of Jungkook but Jungkook doesn’t need to give every information of his life to Seokjin and listen to his every word.
Jungkook got to know Seokjin via Taehyung, his childhood friend and in the same faculty as Seokjin. They met when Jungkook went to one of Taehyung’s classes to take back the laptop Taehyung borrowed from him. That’s the time when Jungkook first met with Seokjin and Taehyung introduced them. At that time they exchanged some words yet Seokjin didn’t seem like pushy and annoying as he is now. He was polite and gentle back then too, but still Jungkook could sense the distance he kept while talking. But as time passed gradually and they started to hang out, Jungkook doesn’t know what happened to Seokjin for him to change so drastically towards him. Jungkook won’t deny that Seokjin is unbelievably pretty, yes he is and yes for a moment his heart skipped some beats too. But still he gets irritated at Seokjin now.
Jungkook just doesn’t get what the older wants from him always following him around. It’s not like Jungkook is popular or something which will help him gain on his followers nor Jungkook is rich. Liking Jungkook is out of the question, because there are so many other popular and wealthy alphas would love to have Seokjin in their life. So, it’s just a mystery for Jungkook.
Jungkook heaves out an exaggerated sigh and turns around facing Seokjin plastering a fake smile on his lips, “Ah… sorry I didn’t hear, I have to go hyung I have class, bye…”
Jungkook was again about to leave when the older wraps his hand around his forearm again stopping him. Seokjin purses his plump lips making a thin line trying to show his stress to Jungkook which is totally invalid to him and he doesn’t know how to show the older that he doesn’t care about his stresses, he has plenty of his own to deal with, so thank you very much.
“Your class will start at 9:00am now its 8:55am. I can have 5 minutes…” Seokjin states looking at his Rolex.
Yeah flex that boy, just in front of my salad. Jungkook thinks in his mind. Well even if Jungkook is not that poor, he is not that rich either. He needed to do a part-time job to get himself a good basketball shoe and some people just have too much to spend.
Well he doesn’t want to envy, but this rich kids privileges, sometimes do make him envy the older. Life must have been good for them.
“Hyung I need time to walk to the class, go there, sit down, and prepare my mind for a lengthy boring lecture.” Jungkook spread his hands a bit trying to show Seokjin how lengthy their lecture is. “You won’t get it, hyung. Film classes are pretty fun. I attended one with Taehyung.”
“Yah, are you looking down at me.” Seokjin snarls.
If he could, he won’t look at any direction where Seokjin is, but the older is not helping and that’s the problem. “Oho I wouldn’t dare.” He raises his palms up in a surrendering position. “I was just saying your professors are good at giving lectures.”
Jungkook doesn’t know how much he succeeded in making Seokjin believe it, but at least he managed for the omega to dismiss his defensive stance.
“So, may I go now your highness?” Asking Jungkook bows his head dramatically in front of Seokjin.
But when Seokjin doesn’t say anything he looks up to see what the older is spacing about and notices Seokjin pouting, a little gloominess covering his face. Well he can’t deny that he totally doesn’t feel bad for Seokjin and he looks really cute doing that. Jungkook almost coos at his baby like cuteness. But really, Jungkook doesn’t have time for this. So he just ignores, stands up, smiles and again turns back.
“Have lunch with me today? I will treat you.” Seokjin finally says now physically blocking his path standing in front of him.
Free food is always endearing, but Jungkook doesn’t like this coming from Seokjin. For some reason it doesn’t seem friendly to Jungkook. It seems like bribe and now the bribe is for that he has to spend time with Seokjin. If someone spends time with you, they will do it willingly, why push them into doing it.
At this point Jungkook is really irritated. But still Seokjin is his senior, he can’t disrespect him. “Hyung, I am really busy today and I am going to practice basketball on lunch time. So, even if I am delighted by you offer, I just can’t take it.”
Jungkook hold Seokjin’s shoulder with both of his hands and tries to move him from his way but the other doesn’t move away standing strongly. “Then can I come I watch your practice?”
Now Jungkook rubs his brow as to ward of a headache and this headache is Seokjin. “Don’t you have practice too? Your musical is just at the corner?”
“I will later.” His tone is a bit desperate.
“Don’t procrastinate, it’s not good. We will have lunch some other day, bye,” Saying that Jungkook doesn’t even waste another second and runs off to his class. He just doesn’t want to guess how long he will have to be there if he wants to convince the older. He is just too persistent and Jungkook just doesn’t get why.
Seokjin stands alone in the hallway staring at the way Jungkook ran off to. “You have been saying that for the whole last week. Just why you can’t have a lunch with me? How can I prove myself, if you don’t even give me the opportunity to do it?”
***
Just when Jungkook almost threw the bag on the table Namjoon pulls his head up from the game to notice Jungkook’s distress. “Easy boy, who stepped on your tail first thing in the morning?”
“Don’t even start hyung. The more I try to hide from Jin hyung, the more I run into him. It’s like he has the eyes of a Hawk and I don’t get why they are focused on me.”
Now Namjoon chuckles a bit, looking back at the game. “Can’t be helped. You literally have to walk from the front of his department in order to reach here.”
Jungkook clicks his tongue looking around for his other friends, Seokjin still not leaving his mind. He is getting too irritating for Jungkook.
Observing Jungkook’s distress Namjoon now stops playing the game and turn towards him. “Why do you hate him that much in the first place? Anyone in your place would die if Seokjin did any of the things he does for you. What’s making you so annoyed?”
To be honest, Namjoon is curious. It’s not like Seokjin is some kind of troublesome person making other’s life miserable. It’s kind of opposite. He is charming, polite, helpful and kind. Namjoon just doesn’t get what’s making Jungkook so defensive of the all-rounder male.
Jungkook now looks back at Namjoon, “He is too pushy hyung. Just a minute before, he was pasturing me to have a lunch with him”
“And you refused?” Namjoon raises his brows.
Jungkook now rolls his eyes, “I don’t like pushy people, and he is always nagging me whenever I meet him. It’s kind of like I need to give every explanation of my life to him, it’s tiring and I am fade up.”
Suddenly hearing a loud thud both of them looks at the table in front of Jungkook where just a coffee can loudly being placed taking their attention. It’s Junsu.
“Seokjin hyung sent this for you.” Junsu exclaims taking a sip from his own one and pointing at it. “He bought me one too.”
Jungkook just rolls his eyes turning towards Namjoon. “And see, how he flexes his money. He just thinks he can buy everything in this world, including people’s feelings.”
“It’s just a coffee Jungkook, anyone can buy this.” Namjoon replies.
“I am not hinting toward the coffee hyung, I am hinting towards the intention behind it.”
Namjoon snickers, “So you think he wants to buy your feeling with his money?”
“I don’t know… it could be,” the younger takes the coffee can opening it and taking a sip.
Junsu already claimed the seat beside Jungkook and was listening to their conversation now opens up, “So why don’t you talk with him about this?”
Jungkook halts for a moment getting Junsu’s question. He is right, if all these are annoyance to him, he should talk with Seokjin.
