Chapter Thirty Three: The Party - Part Two

*******Jin's POV*******

I was watching Kris as she became a giggling mess in front of another guy. Not just any guy, but another idol.

Fucking Jinhwan.

I glanced around the room, looking for Joon. This was his fault. He was the one that was making this so damn difficult. Why couldn't he just accept our soulmate bond and be happy about it?

But no.

He had to go and make things worse.

*******"We should talk about how we're going to act on the show," Namjoon said, looking at me, then at Kris.

"What do you mean?" Kris asked him. She was frowning and I hated that he kept putting that look on her pretty face.

"I don't think we should be seen on the show together," he tells us. His voice is monotone, like he's reading an instructional manual. "We shouldn't act towards each other in a way that will make people want to see us go on dates together."

I narrowed my eyes at him. "Please tell me that you're joking."

"I can assure you that I'm not," Joon said, staring back at me.

"So you really texted us, made us come all of the way down that damn hill, just to be an even bigger ass than you're already being?" I asked him. I was in shock. This wasn't like him. This wasn't the Namjoon that I had fallen for and been in love with the past nine years.

"What the hell is your deal?" I asked him. "Why are you being like this?"

"I'm not being like anything," he told me. "I'm just trying to be practical here."

"And you think that the practical thing to do is to be an absolute dick to your soulmates?" I asked him. I could hear my own voice wavering a little, but I took a deep breath. I refused to cry in front of him.

"I'll say it again...I'm just being practical."

"No. You're not," I said. "The practical thing would be to accept your soulmates and live happily ever after."

"We're not living in a fairy tale here, Seokjin," he told me with a frown.

"Except that that's exactly how it's supposed to be," Kris said from beside me. "Didn't you learn this in school when they were teaching about soulmates? The man who created the Elixir literally created it so that people could find their happily ever after, their real-life fairy tale. He wanted everyone to be able to find the person who was made for them. This is supposed to be our fairy tale, Namjoon, and you're ruining it."

"When they taught us about it, soulmate bonds only had two people," he said as he looked at Kris for the first time since we had sat down.

"Why is it so bad that our bond has three people?" Kris asked him. "So do Mairette and Mandy's bonds, and they seem okay with it. Happy even. Why can't you just accept this and be happy with us?"

"Because I don't want to," he says without any hesitation. "I want a normal soulmate bond."

"Normal bonds are dying, Namjoon," I told him. "Haven't you been listening to the doctors as we've been prepping for the show? Bonds like ours are the new normal, Joonie."

"It's not what I want," he said, staring right into my eyes.

"But it's what you have," Kris told him, drawing his attention away from me. "Why can't you just accept that? We could be happy together. The three of us. You're not going to be magically given a new soulmate bond. It's us or nothing."

"Then I chose to find somebody that's not my soulmate," he said, his eyes falling down to look at his hands.

"You can't be serious," I said, reaching out to cover his hands with one of mine, but he pulled them back as soon as I touched him. I knew the hurt I felt from that showed on my face.

"I can't wrap my head around the three of us being together," he said. "I've tried. I just can't do it."

"You haven't tried," I told him. "You haven't tried to be with us. You haven't given us a chance to be together. And I really don't understand, because when this all started, you were the one pushing me into accepting it."

"I know I was, I just..." he shrugged.

"Can you at least think about it?" I asked him.

He looked up at me, then over at Kris, then back at me and sighed, his shoulders sinking a little.

"I'll think about it. But I can't promise that I'll change my mind."

"What're you going to do if we are chosen to go on a date?" Kris asked him. "Sabotage it the whole time?"

He shook his head. "No. I'm not going to do that. I..." he looks up at me. "I miss you, Jinnie."

"So then I'm the problem here," Kris said, her voice sounding hurt. "I'll just leave then. You two can be happy together. Without me."

"No!" Joon and I both said at the same time.

"No," he said again. "That's not what I want. I'm the one with the problem. I should be the one to bow out of this. Then both of you can be the ones that are happy together."

I looked at his face. "That's not what we want, Joonie," I said, my voice soft. I looked over at Kris. "We want to be together, right? All three of us?"

Kris shrugged her shoulders. "I don't want to be with somebody who doesn't want me around, Jin."

"That's not the problem, Kris," Joon tells her. "I like you. A lot. I enjoyed getting to know you when we were trying to help our friends fix whatever their issues were. I can actually see why you're my soulmate." He sighed again, his eyes flicking to me. "But he's your soulmate, too, and I don't like the idea of having to share my soulmate. I don't like the idea of having to share either of my soulmates."

"Even if it's only with each other?" I ask him. "Neither of us has a problem with it."

"I know, I know."

He looked defeated, which pretty much exactly matched how I felt, and Kris, too, judging by the sour look on her pretty face.

"I'll try to come to terms with it, okay? But don't get your hopes up, because I'm not making any promises or guarantees here." *******

I finally spotted him standing in a corner, by himself. His eyes were locked on Kris, just like mine had been.

Good. Maybe now he'll realize that all he was doing was pushing her away and towards another man.

Fucking Jinhawn. Why? Why him? Of all the guys in this room, it had to be Jay from Ikon? Come on. She's almost as tall as he is! What can she possibly see in this guy?

Hell, what does anyone see in him?

I swear. He's so little that if his skin was blue, he'd look like a Smurf.

I took a deep breath.

I wasn't going to do this. I wasn't going to be that guy. To be honest, the few times that I had met Jay, he actually seemed like a decent guy. And I know that he has a whole lot of talent wrapped up in that munchkin-sized body.

But now that he was standing there, in the middle of the room, flirting with my soulmate?

Yeah. Now I was imagining squashing him like a bug.

And as far as I'm concerned, it's all Namjoon's fucking fault. 

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A/N: I'd say that Jin is about over Joon's bullshit, wouldn't you? Hope you're all doing better than they are. Stay happy and healthy, my loves. -------Kat

Here. Have some Jin sunshine. 

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