"You lost?" I began speaking, cautiously eyeing the bruised boys while stifling the laughter ready to come out faster and better than I did.

"Yes..." They sheepishly replied while groaning in pain of their newly gotten bruises. I sighed and squatted down to meet their eyes of pain and suffering.

"And now, you're all beaten up and sulking." I taunted. It was supposed to be a playful remark but the boys took it in a wrong turn and were now glaring at me for all their worth. How amusing.

Hanbin barked a laugh behind me, somehow saving my ass, and reached down to help me up. "Good job getting your ass whooped."

Bobby scoffed and rolled his eyes, the same with the rest, before implying, "It wasn't our fault you were too much of a pussy to sneak out of your house to help us."

"You have no idea how Jennie guards a person. It's like your a prisoner but much more better with comfy bed and food." Hanbin's expression says the bliss he felt from his experience. The boys, and even I, rolled their eyes with pure annoyance of how expressive this guy could be. That experience only lasts about once a month though.

"Add on a freakishly hot guard..." Donghyuk commented with a lick of his lips and a wink to die for, literally, making the rest of us grimace at such a disgusting antic.

"Stop eyeing my sister like the pervert you are or I'm sure you'll get a piece of my fist." Hanbin growled while stepping forward as if he were to punch the poor trembling boy.

I, the merciful girl I was, held his wrist and calmed him down completely. Reassuring him with a small smile and a nod. Gladly, that worked out and now he was only eyeing a frightened Donghyuk. Wishing that he could at least live a little more to stare at my pretty face.

...

"So... I heard that everyone here in the room has the ability to communicate with their soulmates already?" Junhoe began, a nervous laugh being elicited from his lips as his other teammates eyed him dumbly. Not expecting something from him other than stupidity.

"Um... yeah." I replied. I seriously didn't like getting into anything related to Hanbin's friends because their too much trouble and annoying but giving him a decent reply isn't really out of my range of being petty.

"Wanna talk with them? I mean, we're all bored and all and well, we really don't have much to do." Junhoe pushed through, a smile setting itself on his face as the others lazily agreed and stood up from the couch. Helping one another get into their feet again.

The atmosphere set upon us didn't need too much talking and just casual goodnight's to one another before all of us were already either staying up all night talking to our partners or just lay down in our beds thinking about what the hell is the purpose of living.

The former was what I was simply trying to experience. But that doesn't go through when I don't have a fucking clue on what the hell I should do to communicate with that 'soulmate' of mine.

"Fuck. I still don't fucking know how on earth to communicate with her again." I grumbled into my soft pillow. Lowly cursing to myself not asking Chaeyoung to teach me or even lecture me on and on about this.

I sat straight up, cuddled with my stuffed bear and sighed. Feeling all kinds of hopeless at that specific moment. "As I've remembered, she silenced the time Jisoo and I got in the car... and then the whole accident happened... and then nothing much more." I groaned as I forgot almost everything that happened next. Keeping myself comfortable in the floor as I heaved another round of complaints.

"This is a headache."

"Having a hard time thinking about me?"

I jumped, no. I leaped out of my bed and pulled out a fighting stance that didn't look like it as a sudden voice came into earshot. "Holy shit. Goddamnit, stop speaking out of nowhere!" I cussed out loud as I gripped the material of my shirt and let our a sigh of relief at the realization of who the voice came from hit me.

"Whoops..?"

Her voice was the embodiment of amusement. And if only I were to be with this bitch right now, I could've punched the shit out of her for startling me like she always does.

"Fucking hell... how did you do it?" I questioned almost eagerly. Relieved that she somehow replied in a nonchalant way that had myself sighing upon.

"Do what?"

"Connect-. I mean, communicate with me again?" I quickly corrected the minor slip-up, grinning to myself when she didn't seem to notice at all.

"I figured it out. A friend of mine who had experienced this for a long time already told me some tips on how to do it."

"I see... then your the only one who can start a conversation?"

"Kinda."

I groaned at the thought of not having the freedom of annoying the shit out of this girl, just like how she does to me. "Sucks for me then."

"Poor baby..."

"Shut it." I snapped mindlessly, giving off the energy of annoyance. "I can't disturb you like how you disturb me..."

"Are you actually pouting right now?"

I un-puckered my lips immediately and cleared my throat after denying, "No, I am not. What am I? A child?"

"You mostly talk like it, kid."

"Shut up, stranger."

"Y'know, I'm getting a bit uncomfortable at the fact that we have nothing to call each other."

"We have-."

"Proper names, kid."

"That's true. But we can't say our names so..." I gestured in midair as if she'll actually see that and sighed before replying, "...nicknames?"

"Alright. But I don't know what I'll call you."

"Call me J."

"J? Why?"

"I can't think of anything, damn it..." I clenched my teeth and sighed once again. The umpteenth time this night after having a full on conversation with the boys.

"Alright. Alright. Your too hotheaded, sweetie."

"Shut it, stranger." I growled. God... she's unbearable! "Then what should I call you?"

"K."

"K?" I mused, grinning slightly at the thought of me having to call out a letter. Quite funny cuz I also told her to call me by a letter that I didn't think much of.

"Yeah. Got a problem?"

"Why K? Are you seriously just-."

"Just call me that."

"Your unbelievable." I huffed, deciding to finally get on what I was planning to do before I even had the mindset to think about this whole soulmate thing.

A bath.

"The system really puts no effort in partnering people..." I mindlessly commented.

Having a series of grunts as I explored through my drawers for comfy clothes. I had a lot but I had my favorites and I couldn't find most of them.

"That's true." She trailed off then halted when I assumed she heard my series of complaints. "What's keeping you busy right now?"

"I'm getting ready to take a bath." I replied while celebrating uncontrollably when I finally found my hoodie that had "Unicorns Are Real." on its surface material.

"Ah... so am I interrupting?"

"Mostly." I shrugged to myself while tucking in a random short with my hoodie inside my bathroom sink and underwear as well.

"Awe... sad because I'll keep on bothering you, princess."

"Stop with the pet names... I already gave you a proper calling, dumbass."

"Feisty but I like that."

"Oh my god... are you serious right now?"

"What do you mean?"

"Your seriously hitting on me? Like right now?"

"Woah honey... as much as I find your voice cute and attractive, I don't do relationships with a stranger."

Your voice is fucking sexy, lady.

I grumbled. "I said stop with the pet names."

"Sorry. The tone of your voice changes cutely. Couldn't help it."

"Are you seriously like this in person?"

"Only with you, hon."

"Fuck..." I facepalmed myself as I looked at the mirror incredulously and questioningly. Scoffing at the idea of having to have a soulmate like this.

A soulmate like...

"An idiot."

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