Jhopes' pov

As Hobi stepped out of the elevator, a sudden muscle spasm seized him, causing him to wince in pain. Dove, seeing him, rushed over with a mixture of excitement and concern etched on her face, "Hobi, are you okay?" she asked, extending her arm for him to lean on.

Hobi, reluctant but in need of assistance, accepted Dove's help, allowing her to guide him with one arm over her shoulder and the other around his waist. As they slowly approached the concealed corridor leading to the agency clinic, Hobi couldn't shake the thought of needing Akira's expertise.

As Dove caught sight of Yoongi and Seokjin up close, a surge of inner glee washed over her. She couldn't help but admire how effortlessly cool they looked, clad in their designer goodies and stylish caps. Their presence exuded confidence and charisma, making them seem like larger-than-life superstars.

Inwardly, Dove couldn't contain her excitement, wishing that Sol-I, her closest friend and confidante, had to capture the moment with her. She imagined them posing with Yoongi and Seokjin, creating memories to cherish forever. Sharing such a monumental moment with her friend filled her with longing and anticipation for the next opportunity to bask in the glow of stardom alongside Sol-I.

Hobi chuckled as his hyungs, Yoongi and Seokjin, suddenly appeared to rescue him. "Hey, where did you two pop out from?" he teased a hint of amusement in his voice.

Yoongi grinned mischievously. "We quickly went to the mall with three bodyguards," he explained, exchanging a knowing glance with Seokjin.

Seokjin nodded in agreement. "Yeah, and guess what? Namjoon tripped over a cord in his office and broke the iPad that he was glued to," he recounted, smirking.

Despite the pain from his muscle spasm, Hobi couldn't help but burst into laughter at Namjoon's clumsiness. "Seriously? That's classic Joon!" he exclaimed between laughs.

Yoongi joined in, his laughter echoing through the corridor. "Yep, but don't worry, we've got him covered. Seokjin and I decided to gift him with the latest iPad as a replacement," he said with a grin, clapping Hobi on the back.

"Hey, we've got him from here," Yoongi said with a smirk, thanking Dove before suggesting she return to her duties. Dove protested, expressing her desire to stay by Hobi's side.

Seokjin intervened, his tone cold as he reminded Dove of her position, "Caring for Hobi is above your pay grade. He's got his therapist," he stated firmly, causing Hobi to breathe a sigh of relief as his hyungs took over.

Seokjin playfully pulled Hobi onto his back, and they laughed as they rushed towards the clinic. Dove felt a mix of jealousy and inner fury for not being closer to her ex-lover. It was her chance to remind him of their love for each other.

As Yoongi dialled Akira's number, Dove couldn't help but feel jealousy gnawing at her insides. She eavesdropped as Yoongi spoke to Akira casually, his tone filled with familiarity that made Dove's stomach churn.

"Hey, Kira, it's Yoongi," he said casually, leaning against the wall nonchalantly. "Could you come down to the ground floor? Hobi needs some of your magic hands. Oh...you are already with Do-yun noona---"

Dove's heart sank at the mention of Akira's "magic hands," knowing all too well the intimate connection Akira shared with Hobi through her therapeutic touch. As Yoongi ended the call, Dove couldn't shake the resentment towards Akira, who seemed to have the best job at BigHit, attending to the band privately, especially Hobi.

She hated how Akira was always so near to Hobi, how effortlessly she seemed to fit into his world. Before Akira came into the picture, a part of Dove contemplated ways to win Hobi's love back, to reclaim the place she once held in his heart. But as she watched Yoongi walk away, a seed of doubt planted itself in Dove's mind, wondering if her efforts would ever be enough to compete with Akira's undeniable connection to Hobi.

Dove seethed with resentment, plotting how to rid herself of Akira once and for all.

In the clinic.

The agency's clinic exuded efficiency and organization. Fluorescent lighting brightened its white walls, and rows of neatly arranged cabinets lined the walls, each containing various medical supplies and equipment.

A small waiting area with comfortable chairs and a table filled with magazines allowed staff to relax before their appointments. The atmosphere was calm and professional, creating a sense of comfort and reassurance for anyone seeking medical assistance within the agency.

Do-Yun and Akira were busy sorting through the medicine cabinets. Akira's focused expression indicated her meticulous attention to detail. The room was well-equipped with modern medical technology, including an examination table and diagnostic tools, ensuring that the staff and artists received top-notch care whenever needed.

Outside the clinic, they could hear snickering and friendly banter coming their way. Akira and Do-Yun just raised their eyebrows in amusement at the laughing trio rushing in, with Hobi on Seokjins's back, clutching his hyung like a scared monkey.

Seokjin sighed profoundly and placed Hobi on the examination table.

Akira's eyes lit up as she greeted Yoongi and Seokjin with a warm smile and tight hug. "Hey, guys! I missed you. What's going on?" she asked, her excitement matching theirs. She then rushed to her groaning soulmate.

Without missing a beat, her arm immediately wrapped around his shoulder as she looked down at his big smile. "Hobi, how did it happen? Are you okay?" she questioned, her tone laced with concern.

Yoongi quickly informed Akira about the dance breaks.

Hobi's smile faltered slightly as Akira launched into a gentle scolding. "You know better than to push yourself so hard during dance breaks. I was so scared when I heard you got hurt," she scolded, her worry evident. "Your pain... it mirrors mine."Akira wasted no time in berating her soulmate for overexerting himself yet again.

Yoongi chuckled as he watched Hobi settle onto the clinic bed, shaking his head in mock disapproval. "You know, Hobi, you need to learn to take it easy during those dance breaks," he teased, earning a laugh from Seokjin.

Seokjin nodded in agreement, helping Hobi get comfortable. "Yeah, you always go all out. It's no wonder you end up with muscle spasms," he remarked with a smirk.

Curious, Yoongi turned to Hobi. "So, what's the deal with Dove? She's always hovering around you," he observed, raising an eyebrow in amusement.

Akira's eyes raised hearing about Dove. Did Dove have an encounter with her soulmate?

Hobi sighed gratefully, shooting a knowing glance at his hyungs, "Thanks for rescuing me back there. I can't stand how she looks at me sometimes," he admitted, shrugging uncomfortably. "I'm done with Dove, but she just can't seem to let go."

Akira snort. That is an understatement. Dove is a first-class delusional witch.

The group told the two girls about encountering Dove trying to help Hobi.

The young nurse, Do-Yun, interjected, voicing her observations. "Honestly, I think Dove is still head over heels for you, Hobi. And she's convinced you have something going on with Akira," she revealed, sharing the gossip circulating among the interns. She handed Hobi a compress to ease the discomfort. He took it with gratitude.

He just scowled at the mention of Dove, dismissing her as a relic from his past. Yoongi and Seokjin exchanged smirks, amused by the drama unfolding before them.

Just then, Do-Yun received a call from the receptionist reminding her about their lunch date. "I better go; it's Naledi," she excused herself, leaving the clinic and asking Akira to look after the office for a while.

Seokjin and Yoongi couldn't resist the teasing, "Yeah, Hobi, you're always causing trouble for your soulmate here," Seokjin teased, earning a playful pout from Hobi.

Hobi turned to Akira, his eyes pleading. "You must love me more, especially when I'm hurt," he whined, causing Akira to smirk as she leaned in and kissed him. "Of course I do," she replied, her tone affectionate.

With a determined look, Akira prepared herself for therapy, focusing on the task. She began to prepare to administer the treatment on Hobi's legs while he leaned back on the bed, his expression softening as he relaxed into her touch.

Relief washed over Akira's face as she lifted Hobi's shorts to examine the affected area. Yoongi and Seokjin couldn't contain their laughter as Akira began massaging Hobi, causing him to squeal in pain.

Seokjin and Yoongi erupted into laughter as Akira started massaging Hobi's leg, only for him to yell out in pain again.

"Ouch! That hurts!" Hobi exclaimed, wincing.

Akira chuckled softly, her hands pausing momentarily. "Don't worry, Hobi, I haven't even started with the real massage yet," she reassured him, a hint of mischief in her eyes.

"You've got this, Hobi. If Yoongi can handle the pain in his shoulder, so can you," she encouraged, nodding towards Yoongi, who smirked in agreement.

Hobi scowled, shaking his head. "Yoongi's shoulder pain is even scary for AgustD," he retorted, earning a snicker from Seokjin and a playful smack on the arm from Yoongi.

Despite Hobi's discomfort, Akira shook her head, accustomed to her soulmate's aversion to pain. The guys snickered at Hobi's reaction, knowing that Akira's healing hands would work wonders in no time.

The atmosphere in the room was relaxed as Hobi, Seokjin, and Yoongi discussed their upcoming comeback and their new album, "Love Yourself: Tear." They eagerly shared ideas and plans for the album's promotion, including the highly anticipated MV shoot for their title song, "Fake Love."

"We need to make sure the MV captures the song's essence," Hobi mused, leaning back on the bed.

Seokjin nodded in agreement. "Agreed. It needs to be visually stunning and emotionally impactful," he added.

Yoongi nodded, "And we have to nail the choreography. It's going to be intense."

As they continued their discussion, they turned to Akira and informed her that she and the Bells would travel together on the private charter for the comeback and tour activities.

Akira's eyes lit up with excitement, but Hobi couldn't shake his reluctance to let her live alone in Busan. "Are you sure you'll be okay on your own, baby...?" he asked, concern evident in his voice.

Akira smiled reassuringly. "I'll be perfectly safe, Hobi. Besides, I will still enjoy spending time with my parents, and my Japanese siblings will be visiting soon. I want to be independent, " she explained.

Seokjin and Yoongi exchanged concerned glances because they knew why Hobi asked her. There was a crazy sighting on the loose, but Hobi nodded, accepting Akira's reassurance. "Alright, if you're sure. We'll officially meet with BangPd on Friday to discuss the security detail with him and redo our inverses, but these few days, you'll be at the Bangtan mansion...the Bells are preparing a feast," he announced, excitement laced in his voice.

Yoongi and Seokjin decided to give the soulmates some privacy by excusing themselves from the room. They hope their huge food order will be ready soon.

As they left, Akira and Hobi shared a smirk, inwardly anticipating the time they would soon spend some precious time together.

After Akira finished tending to Hobi's legs, he gently urged her to lock the clinic door and draw the window blinds. "Just to be sure we have complete privacy," he insisted, his eyes filled with longing.

With a smile, Akira nodded, understanding his desire for intimacy. As soon as the door was secured, she slipped into his embrace. They hold onto each other tightly, the warmth of their bodies melting away any lingering tension.

Sinking onto the edge of the bed, Hobi gently pulled Akira's head close. Their kisses were filled with a passion that had been building in their hearts. "I'm going to miss you if you're going to stay in Busan," he confessed between kisses, his voice tinged with longing." And waiting for your visit to the mansion every alternate weekend feels like an eternity."

Akira brushed her fingers through his dark, silky hair, her touch tender and reassuring. "I promise, Hobi, I'll make every moment count when I'm with you. You going to have me all to yourself these coming days," she whispered, her voice filled with affection.

"I love you, sweetheart," he breathed against her lips.

"I love you too, darling," she smiled. Holding him tightly against her frame.

In that intimate moment, they reaffirmed their love for each other, their words spoken with a depth of emotion that needed no further explanation. It was a bond forged in trust, passion, and unwavering devotion.

......

Akira pov.

Few minutes later...

The Hyungs swiftly dispatched Jungkook and Taehyung to aid Hobi. "We need all hands on deck," you declared as they entered the room. They brought you and Kenichi food down. Kenichi had to go back to the studio, and she promised him she'd make time to take him to the mall for dessert. You will give Ken a call to come and fetch his meal after their dance rehearsals.

Jungkook and Taehyung were too excited to see their youngest maknae of the group and went in for tight hugs until they heard a throat clearing. They looked sheepishly at their Hyung, who sat with folded arms and raised eyebrows.

Taehyung grinned with his boxy smile, "We missed her presence, Hobi-hyung. And Funsize can't wait for her to get to the mansion."

Jungkook laughs at Hobis' jealousy. He knows Jimin and Taehyung plan to work on Hobis' jealousy antics.

You just smiled as Jungkook helped Hobi down from the examination bed.

Hobi bid you farewell with a lingering kiss, caressing your cheek to the amusement of the two maknaes, who stood with big smirks. Hobi is so obsessed, promising to see you soon before departing with the maknaes in tow, leaving you to tidy up the clinic between bites of your jalapeños burger and strawberry milk. Hobi will join the hyungs in their private lounge.

With a sigh, you set to work, meticulously completing the tasks Do-Yun had left behind, including organizing the medicine cabinet. She already gave you an extra box with pain medication for Yoongis' therapy room.

Moments later, Dove and Sol. I burst into the clinic under the pretence of seeking relief for Sol.It's a throbbing headache. Dove's disappointment at the idols' absence
was unmistakable, her eyes darting around the room, searching for Hobi. "Looks like we just missed them," she muttered.

Dove's gaze turned icy as she locked eyes with you working quietly in the corridor, her resentment bubbling to the surface.

,"You know, Akira," she began, her tone laced with accusation, "you shouldn't get your hopes up with Hobi. He's made it pretty clear he's not interested." She smugly uttered.

You remained unfazed, calmly meeting Dove's glare. "Jealousy doesn't suit you, Dove," you retorted coolly, "especially considering the friendship I'd formed with the idols."

With a sassy smirk, you threw Dove off balance. "Maybe you should focus your energy elsewhere, like seducing Jungwoon, for example. Oh gosh! You did that already...my bad," you suggested with wide eyes, watching as Dove and Sol.I' shock registered.

"How did you...?" Dove stammered, her facade crumbling as your words hit their mark.

That moment Do-Yun entered the clinic, her presence casting a chill over the room; Dove and Sol, I tensed. "What can I do for you two?" she asked curtly, her gaze piercing as she sensed that the conversation wasn't friendly.

Sol.I nervously state, pressing her lips tighter, her cute dimples accentuating, " Hey, Do-Yun, Annie. Erm ...my migraine tablets are done, and I just want to refill my monthly prescription. " She softly requested medication for her throbbing headaches. She nervously holds out the small container to Do-Yun, who examines the bottle and nods, giving it to Akira. Dove looked smugly at Akira, who stood looking at the prescription.

Surprised, you examine the bottle and remark," Oh, you also use this brand. It's extreme for a mere tension headache ." You know because you used the same prescription, but yours are more potent due to your chronic migraines.

Sol. I nodded hesitantly, "Yeah, em...my headaches have been severe since two weeks ago. The clinic doctor examined me and prescribed this dosage for me. Erm...he only gave me 12 pills to see if it worked, and it does. He said Do-yun unnie will give me a refill if I need some more."

You nod and give the bottle back to Do-yun.

Do-Yun's surprise was evident as she realised they shared the same prescription. "Is your current dosage still sufficient, Akira?" she turned and asked, her demeanour softening slightly at her new friend.

Your face lit up with gratitude as Do-Yun swiftly refilled Sol. I that was prescribed and recorded in the files.

Do-Yun asked for your pill holder. You took it out of your uniform pocket and handed it to her with a deep smile of gratitude. Do-Yun took it and checked on your prescription, too. You only have a few off-white pills left.

Dove's expression turned calculating as she processed your revelation. She looked at Do-Yun movements silently as she placed a new label on the container. You ignore the two girls and greet Do-Yun with a nod.

"Do-Yun unnie. I'll be seeing you later. Kenichi and I are going to spend some time at the Coex Mall. You know our sibling date."

Do-Yun smirks," That brother of yours is so cute. Okay, then, see you...enjoy."

You chuckled, grabbed Yoongis' box with the painkillers, waved, and slightly nodded to the other older unnies. Dove ignored you, but Sol.I smile and wave at you. You quickly sprint back to the elevators.

....Meanwhile, Do-Yun efficiently filled prescription reports for both Akira and Sol . Her actions were punctuated by Dove's malicious smirk.

She noticed that Akira left her migraine medication container on the counter behind Do-yun, who was emerging to write the reports on the two girls' medications.

.....

When you returned to the therapy room, you had a quick session with Yoongi before he returned to the Genius lab.

As you settled in doing some reports and working out some new exercise plans for Yoongi, your phone lit up with Hobi's call. "Hey, baby," he greeted softly, "I'm sorry I won't be able to say goodbye in person. There's this interview with a variety magazine I forgot about. Sejin just reminded me. It's about my released album so unfortunately I can't miss it...Samiya will pick you up at 4 pm. And thanks for the massage. My thigh feels good...I can't wait to see you at the mansion."

He paused before adding, "But I've arranged a private driver for you and Ken, okay? No Ubers from today. I want you safe." You smiled gratefully, promising to take care.

"I've planned to grab some dessert at the mall with Kenichi and get him some personal essentials, mother's orders," you told him. "We'll catch up, and I'll text Sami when we're back at the agency."

Hobi agreed, his tone filled with warmth and understanding: "Awesome, baby. Er...your new driver's name is Mr Shio Kaito, and he is also Japanese. He will be your driver from now on and your low-key bodyguard. At first, Hanbin-hyung wanted to be your personal driver, but I declined because I know you'll be a little uncomfortable after what happened."

You felt a pang in your heart, feeling the same deflation when Hanbin rejected your friendship. Why does he want to come closer to you after everything? He told you he can't be friends with you anymore. You don't feel like being in his presence after he hurt you like that.

You thank your soulmate softly for his loving care and protection. You take your handbag and head to the elevators. Kenichi texted you that he'll be waiting for you in the foyer.

Downstairs, you met Kenichi, and together, you climbed into the sleek white SUV arranged by management. The driver/ bodyguard looked like he was in his 40s and had a quiet demeanour. He was pleasantly surprised when you greeted him politely in Japanese. The smile on his face was something to behold.

"Looks like they're pulling out all the stops to keep you safe," Kenichi remarked, flashing a grin at you.

You shrugged as you moved into the vehicle, trying to get comfortable. Hobi wanted you to stay safe. Going out alone shouldn't worry him too much.

The journey started casually, with you and Ken chatting about your recent honeymoon and his time in Portugal. But then Kenichi noticed a black car following them discreetly for a couple of minutes.

"Do you see that?" he whispered, nodding towards the car. At first, it seemed harmless until you took a few turns.

Your heart skipped a beat as you followed Kenichi's concerned gaze. "Could it be..." you trailed off,  whispering. You exchanged worried looks, silently sharing your concerns.

Kenichi leaned closer, speaking quietly. "I'm going to ask the driver to take a few turns," he said urgently. "Let's see if they're following us."

Your hearts raced at the thought of being followed.

As the driver complied, an eerie feeling settled over you and Kenichi, the dread thick in the air. It reminded you of the fear from the incident at the orphanage.

The car followed them steadily through the city until they reached the Coex Mall, but Mr Shio didn't drive into the entrance.

Your driver also glanced warily at the black car in the mirror and decided to drive straight to the Gangnam-gu police station just to be safe. Just as you were about to park in front of the station, the black vehicle sped past your car, its windows darkly tinted, hiding the driver's identity.

Now, you were sure someone was keeping a close watch on you... but who?

....

A/n: Someone is stalking Akira.

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1. What are your thoughts on this chapter?

2. Do you think Dove is more determined to get Hobi back?

3. What do you think Sly Dove is planning?

4. Do you think Sol.I support Dove fully.

5. Do you have any ideas about the suspicious vehicle?