chapter ix. save your love

Something feels different.

Jungkook can sense it even before he opens his eyes. Even the fog that seems to fill the crevices in his head can do nothing to stop him from noticing how foreign everything around him feels.

The warmth enveloping him.

The soft touch of sheets under his palms.

The thick, plushy pillows where his head seems to be resting on.

The feminine scent of perfume that seems to be wafting through the air around him, gently breezing past him like delicate hands teasing on his skin.

As he slowly finds the strength to open his eyes and force himself to wake up, Jungkook's eyes flutter open to the warm morning sun greeting him from the open windows. As he stretches out his sore limbs, little by little, the remaining haze of his sleep is lifted, and he stops moving as he is immediately met with an astounding sight of his surroundings. His eyes grow wide the moment he realises that he has indeed fallen asleep in a completely different bedroom, lying on a different bed, with windows on the opposite side of the walls that are nearly twice as big as the ones that he has been looking out of since he had gotten on this island. He looks around, and everything that he is seeing officially confirms that he had not been sleeping in Yugyeom's room.

His heartbeat begins to race in a state of panic, not knowing where he is. And while he rarely ever had any experience of waking up with a hangover or having any piece of his memory missing after spending the night out drinking, Jungkook quickly finds that he has no clear idea of what had truly happened last night. The last thing he remembers is sitting at the bar with Tasha, the one person he would have never expected to meet in such a place.

They haven't met each other even once after their first and last encounter at Bovine months ago, yet it certainly felt as if they had been old friends the moment they started to talk to each other. Last night, they spent hours sharing drinks, exchanging stories, and laughing at the things they found astounding from any topic that they brought up while admiring the serenity that they found from spilling their thoughts about the universe and the lives of all human beings who are living in it.

Sitting up on the bed, Jungkook finds himself still wearing last night's clothes. The faint headache that has come up when he was trying to move easily fades as he leans back against the headrest, though he still feels as if his entire energy has been depleted after all that drinking last night that he refuses to make any other move despite the urge to investigate further to find out where he is.

Letting his head fall back, he closes his eyes, trying to regain his memory and figure out just how he had gotten here. It is then when he hears someone knocking at the door. He barely has the chance to open his eyes or to even respond when the door opens and the slow movement happening at the door catches his attention.

"Knock, knock."

Jungkook quickly turns to the doorway, blinking rapidly when he finds Tasha standing there while leaning against the door frame. Wearing simple clothing—a plain white T-shirt over a pair of pastel-coloured leggings, which is a complete contrast to the dress that she had worn last night—she looks refreshed, ready to start the day. And she also looks completely unaffected by the drinks that she had last night.

Jungkook's eyes fall on her exposed wrist. The sight of the purple hydrangea tattoo appearing on her skin reminds him of the conversation that they both had last night. His eyes are still on her wrist when she raises her hand, lifting the mug that she has been carrying with her to cover the bright smile showing on her face. Her eyes seem to glint under the sunlight, clearly looking amused at what she is seeing, and her eyebrows are raised as she watches Jungkook silently trying to piece everything together. The frown he is wearing on his face clearly shows just how much he is struggling to do so.

"Wake up, sleepyhead. Don't you even think about going back to sleep now," Tasha greets him, finally snapping him out of it.

"What—" Jungkook straightens up further and glances around. "What happened last night? Is this your place? How did I get here?"

Instead of answering him, Tasha merely smiles at him. "Why don't you freshen up first and then we'll talk over breakfast? Or coffee? Do you drink coffee?" Jungkook absently nods while still looking like a lost puppy, so Tasha simply continues to talk. "Go take a shower. The bathroom is over there," she says, pointing at the door on the other side of the room which seems to be leading to the ensuite bathroom. "I'll have everything ready and have someone fetch you some fresh clothes to change into once you're done."

Jungkook opens his mouth to respond, but misses his chance to say anything when Tasha has already slipped away from the door when he turns to find her again. Deciding that he wouldn't be getting any answers by staying put on the bed that feels almost too comfortable for him to lie on, he rushes towards the bathroom to freshen up, taking his time with it until he can finally find some clarity.

Even if he still can't remember a few things from last night which had led him to end up in Tasha's place. And in her bed, nonetheless.

He finds the clothes just as promised when he finally steps out of the bathroom, all prepared for him on the bed. The dark-coloured shirt and pants seem to fit him suspiciously well, but he chooses not to think much about it as he walks out of the bedroom. On his way to find Tasha, Jungkook looks around and soon finds that he is in a loft that looks like a part of the resort where he had been spending his night, judging from the familiar view of the beach and the ocean that he can see through the windows. He follows the scent of brewing coffee to find Tasha getting busy in the kitchen, surprising him as he sees her cooking on the stove herself instead of having her staff do it for her.

"Go take a seat. I'll be ready in a minute," she calls out to him while moving fluently around the kitchen, fetching him the coffee that she had made like a pro. "I have no idea what kind of coffee you're into so I made a light one. I've put some extra cream on the side if you want some more."

Jungkook takes the mug filled with coffee and turns away, deciding to take a look around rather than sitting idly by as he feels too restless to do so when he has a ton of questions running inside his head. He finds the living room looking homey and comfortable, a sign that she has been using this place quite often as her personal living space. He walks past the large-sized television hanging on one wall before stopping in front of a drawer nearby where he finds a few framed pictures being placed on display.

Looking at them makes his chest grow tight. He sucks a deep breath to ease the pain, though it seems too hard for him to do so when he only remembers how this setup reminds him too much of what he has back home—how you have decorated his living room in a similar way, with a low drawer full of trinkets holding various framed pictures on top that documented his entire life together with you.

Shaking his head, Jungkook focuses back on the pictures in front of him and starts to look closer into them. Most of them seem to have been taken while Tasha was travelling to different places as they are showing Tasha posing in various locations—either somewhere in South Korea or abroad—while some others are showing images of her with her family and friends. Then he stops as he finds a wedding photo placed near the center. The picture is showing a man wearing his wedding suit while smiling broadly with his arm wrapped around a younger woman who appears to be his bride pressed onto his left side. On his right, held under his other arm is Tasha, who is smiling warmly into the frame while she keeps her hand on the man's chest as she stands politely close to him.

"Is this your family? I don't recall you ever telling me that you have a brother," he starts asking before he can stop himself. For a moment, he gets nothing but silence, until Tasha's voice comes startling him once she has moved to stand next to him.

"That's because I don't. I'm an only child," she says.

"Then, who are these people?"

Reaching out to pick up the photo, Tasha releases a soft sigh. "Oh, he's my soulmate. But he's married to someone else," she easily says to him, catching him by surprise that he snaps his head to look at her with wide eyes, only to see her smiling back. "That's his wife on his left. The photo was taken on their wedding day."

Seeing that Jungkook is left too stunned to speak, Tasha softly laughs and places the framed photo back in its previous place before wrapping her hands around his arm to pull him away. "You're in shock. I get it. Why don't we sit down, have some breakfast and coffee so we can get rid of that hangover of yours while we talk? I'll tell you everything about them."

"You're being too quiet."

Jungkook looks up from his second cup of coffee—light, a bit sweeter and with extra cream, just like how she had suggested for him to take since she only makes strong ones—and returns Tasha's gaze.

"You can probably see that I'm still trying to wrap my head around everything," he says to her after a beat of silence and once he realises that he had barely touched his meal despite feeling the hunger ever since he woke up earlier. With a sigh, Jungkook decides to be honest and share what he has been thinking. "I have so many questions that I don't know just where to start."

Tasha nods and places her own mug of coffee down on the table. "Well, I can begin by telling you that nothing happened between us after we finished our last drink. You were drunk, not to the point that you blacked out because of it, but enough to make it hard for me to drag you home. I had Hyuk, the bartender, helping me to carry you out of the place safely, but then you refused to go home. You kept telling me that your friend wouldn't be home and you refused to tell me his address, so I figured it would have been easier for me to drag you here instead since we're only a few floors down."

Jungkook has suspected this but still grimaces as he imagines the chaos that he had created. "I'm sorry for causing you so much trouble."

Tasha waves her hand. "Oh, it's fine. I already got something good out of it, at least. Consider us even," she says to him with a wink and an elated smile taking over her face, while Jungkook's face feels warm when he remembers seeing the aforementioned bartender from last night walking out of another bedroom merely moments before Jungkook sat down at the dining table. The man looked freshly showered and was refusing to join breakfast, saying that he needed to get back to work before his boss would scold him for slacking off. Though the man didn't leave before kissing Tasha right on the lips one last time and promising to return for the night once he is off the clock and if she ever needs his company.

Jungkook has no idea how to feel about knowing that his new female friend was having a fling coming by while he was passed out right next door. But the bartender didn't seem to mind it, nor did he seem to care about Jungkook's presence in the room at all, and Tasha did apologise for taking the chance to have fun while he was out of it. At least the revelation had allowed him to breathe a sigh of relief, as it had confirmed everything that Tasha had just told him, that he truly hadn't done anything stupid while he was crazy drunk.

Jungkook turns his gaze around the room to find the photo that he had found earlier, placed right at the spot where it would be visible even from the distance. "You and your soulmate—" he begins to question her. "What happened between you?"

Tasha raises her pretty eyebrows before her eyes find the very same photo that had caught Jungkook's attention. A deep sigh slips out of her, though there is nothing more but affection and longing in her eyes when she thinks about the past. "I met Wooyoung in freshman year. He's much older than I am and was already graduating then. We met during a joint event held between the university that I was studying in and the neighbouring university he was still enrolled in. It was a huge shock for us both when we met, to say the least, one that I had expected, with my timer running out before I stumbled into his path. I don't really think either of us had been fully prepared for it either, so neither of us knew how to react. And then I found out that he had fallen in love with his childhood best friend who was also present at the time. They had been dating for years already."

Tasha stops for a moment, taking a deep breath as she recalls the past. There is a faraway look in her eyes. Though, to Jungkook's surprise, she looks more amused than hurt as she remembers what happened.

"Things were rough right after. Wooyoung and I tried to work things out and figure out how to handle things. You have probably guessed it, but the soulmate bond came to us so strong that it was hard for us to ignore it. But then, soon enough, we both realised that the only reason we were both attracted to each other was only because of the soulmate bond while his first love would always remain to have a special place in his heart," she slowly adds, smiling softly as the memory returns to her. "We sat down together after we figured it out—the three of us—and had a long talk about our future. They told me about her soulmate, how she had found out on her eighteenth birthday that she had lost him before ever meeting him the moment she saw that her mark appeared immediately after her timer ran out and once the cursive letter showed up on her skin, written in red ink—"

Jungkook flinches and starts to brush his fingers absentmindedly on his own wrist as he remembers his own experience with his soulmate mark. He still remembers that morning as if it had only happened a short while ago. How he witnessed the numbers appearing on his skin, how his breath stilled when he saw how fast the timer had counted down to zero, and how the purple petals bloomed right after, before his soulmate's initials began to write themselves in red cursive letters. He clenches his hands when he imagines that traumatic event happening to someone else. Someone like the bride in the photo that Tasha has kept between the other memorabilia gracing her home, who he had seen smiling so prettily and kindly to the camera with her eyes glowing in unshed tears of happiness.

When he looks up again, he finds Tasha staring back at him with a knowing look in her eyes, as if she knows exactly where his mind has been wandering to. "Yes, just like yours," she whispers, nodding at his wrist. "At first, Wooyoung only wanted to stay beside her to support her, to help her deal with her heartbreak and help her get through until she could learn to love someone else. But love bloomed between them during that time. Before they even knew it, they were slowly building their future together. Until the day I came barrelling into their lives. Literally."

Tasha softly laughs as she describes how she had crossed Wooyoung's path at the campus festival, how she had tripped and nearly fall before he caught her, the perfect portrayal of how she came into their lives without any warning. Jungkook smiles as he listens to her story before a frown comes to his face. "It must have been rough on you to witness that."

Smiling softly at him, Tasha simply lifts her shoulders. "It was, at first. But I got over it when I saw how much they were completely in love with each other," she says, surprising Jungkook further when he sees the deep love in her eyes as she talks about her soulmate and his wife together. "There was never a place for me in their lives, other than what I've earned for helping them."

"I don't understand," Jungkook murmurs, tilting his head.

With a sly grin on her face, Tasha leans closer to whisper as if she is sharing a big secret and someone else would be listening in. "You see, I helped them get married," she says, and her grin grows wider as Jungkook's eyes widen in shock. "They wanted to elope when their families were against them getting together. Especially when Wooyoung's family found out by chance that I was his actual soulmate. So I pretended to steal him away from his lover, when in reality, I was flying them both off to one of the resorts that my Dad's company was partnered with in Fiji so they could get married there. Of course, I had to come with them as an alibi for my absence and to act as their witness."

"Why?" Jungkook gasps. "Why would you do that?" he questions her, though deep down, he can already guess what her reasoning might be.

Tasha leans back with a low chuckle. "I already told you once, didn't I? I'm a sucker for romance. I love the whole idea of love, and to the idea of shoving your middle finger to the universe to show them that they are not always right and they don't always get to decide who we fall in love with," she says, laughing softly as if she is picturing herself doing it, to put her hand up and show her middle finger to the sky and to the universe that had tried to play around with her fate. "It also helped that Wooyoung was a complete stranger to me at the time and the bond only made me look at him more like an older brother than a possible lover once we got close to each other."

Jungkook falls silent for a moment. "What did your family think? Your father?"

As he mentions her father, Tasha releases a deep sigh. "My Dad was a tough one to crack, but he was the first person to understand. I've always been a Daddy's girl, being the only child he had ever gotten from his marriage with my Mom. He had wanted to have a son for a long time, but had initially come to love me just the same. As I was his only baby, he did get worried, at first. But I managed to convince him that it was my choice, and by choosing to help the one I was intended to be with to be together with the love of his life, I had somehow proven to him that I was someone who knew my priorities well and that I would know how to take care of the people I came to care about. Just exactly the kind of person he needed to inherit his entire business empire."

Tasha smiles to herself as she recalls the events happening then, when she remembers how she had defied her own family. "He gave in after I promised that I would make it up by working my ass off to help him with the family business and to never shut away from any possibilities of finding my own life partner who would be good to me in the future once I'm ready for it."

Once again, Jungkook is silent as he slowly lets everything that Tasha had just shared with him to sink in. Slowly sipping on his coffee, he begins to compare Tasha's past to his current life. "Is that why you've been helping me? The reason why you took me home? Have you been planning to tell me all of this all along?"

Tasha smiles at him. "I took you home because it was what friends do to make sure the person they're with is safe for the night. But yes, I did have a purpose for taking you with me and I have a reason for telling you all of this. I just want you to see that there is always another way. Another path to choose. We always have that choice, no matter what the world is making us believe when it comes to the silly soulmate system. It's only a matter of whether or not we are brave enough to take it," she slowly explains, before leaning closer once again. "I know what you're doing. You're giving them space to figure things out, aren't you? That's why you're here instead of staying back there with her while she's figuring things out."

Swallowing hard, Jungkook admits how on point her words are and he can only nod to answer, earning a warm, knowing look from Tasha before she explains further, "That's exactly what Wooyoung's wife did for us too. She took a step back after she found out that I was his true soulmate, giving him the chance to embrace the universe's gift—her own words." Tasha lifts her hands and makes a gesture to depict quotation marks while laughing.

"But, instead of pushing us to be together, the time we had spent together had only helped open our eyes to see just how deep the love that they had truly was when he couldn't find himself feeling the same deep love for me as what he had already felt for her."

Leaning back, Jungkook takes a deep breath while taking it all in. Once again, he compares his own situation with hers, placing himself in the shoes of Wooyoung's wife and thinking back to the reason why he is hiding all the way in Jeju, realising that he is doing the same thing as she did, experiencing what Tasha had gone through in the past. He was sure that taking himself out of the equation would help you figure things out and decide what would be best for you without him getting in the way. Except he is no longer sure if staying away for this long had been the best decision for himself and for everyone involved, when no matter how much he had wanted to make sure that you would be able to find your happiness, there is also a bigger part inside him that still insists to fight for you, to believe the words that you had told him about proving just how strong the bond between the two of you would be compared to what the universe keeps forcing on you.

If he wants to be honest, he has been feeling this way for quite a while. Maybe even since day one, when he was standing in Yugyeom's studio apartment and feeling out of place and lost without you. But he just kept refusing to admit it, denying what his heart had wanted, all because he had also known that he wouldn't be able to take his words and actions back after what he had done to you on the day he left.

Shaking his head, he accepts his fault for making such rash decisions and he regrets ever ignoring the voice inside his head that had kept telling him to stay and fight with you. Drawing a deep breath, he looks at Tasha and questions her, "How are you so open to this? How can you be so—"

"Amenable? Flexible? Carefree? Wild?" Tasha begins to fill in when he is unable to find the right word to describe her and her actions.

Jungkook grins. "Bold. Forward-thinking. And yes, easygoing, and also for being so open-minded and daring, even when it comes to believing in something that no other people had the courage to put their faith into."

Tasha laughs softly before looking at him with a sharp look in her gaze. "Because I believe that there are far more important things out there beyond the silly soulmate system that had been created for us," Tasha says as she pours more coffee into her empty mug, then does the same to fill Jungkook's while she keeps talking. "It's not like I don't truly respect the soulmate system. But, I mean—sure, it sounds promising and completely hard to resist to have the entire universe making sure that we won't have any problem finding someone to build our entire lives with. It truly is a gift that fates have it in them to make sure that we wouldn't be alone in this world. It sounds like the perfect way to live knowing that there is someone out there made for us to love and to have our happiness written down for us since we were born into this world, don't you think?"

"But—?"

"But—" Tasha grins. "Would it really be better and more real compared to the kind of love that we find for ourselves, the one that we would be willing to sacrifice everything for? If the universe can have a choice to play around with our fate—" she stops to give a pointed look on Jungkook's wrist before continuing, "—then why can't we have our choice to decide who to fall in love with?"

Jungkook blinks rapidly. All of a sudden, his chest feels tight and heavy when her words seem to strike him deep in his chest.

Because she is right.

And he feels like a fool for forgetting the fact that he had once believed the same thing as well.

All this time, he had always known that he has everything that anyone could have asked for and that he had found it with you. The kind of love that runs so deep that he feels his chest flutter each time he thinks about you. The love that has grown so deep that it becomes the reason why his heart is still beating at this very moment and why he has been hurting ever since the day he walked away. At first, he had truly believed that it would be best for him to step aside, just so you could embrace the gift that the universe is giving you. The gift that he had lost.

But walking away had only made him feel the pain that he has never felt before. Being away from you had only been complete torture. It makes him feel like he is dying inside, how the distance has slowly been chopping up his soul, taking it piece by broken piece that he no longer knows if he would have anything left of himself once the whole ordeal is over.

Once again, as if knowing where his mind is wandering off to, Tasha reaches out to grab his hand and gently says, "What you have with your girlfriend is real. Never doubt that part. I saw it with my own two eyes and I know exactly what I saw then when you were together. Why did you think I made all the effort of helping you with your surprise proposal if not because I believed in the love you had for each other?"

Shaking his head, Jungkook chuckles softly. "You're right. You really did help me—a lot. And you didn't even know what my situation was like back then, did you?"

Letting his hand go, she shrugs lightly and confesses, "I may not have seen it back then to know that you were not each other's true soulmate, but I could sense something special going on between you. Something that was stronger than the soulmate connection that the entire world has been selling us. Call it a hunch from someone who had been there once."

Jungkook bites his lips as he takes his time to think things over, before curiosity gets the best of him when he wonders how Tasha could be so strong and brave while he has been feeling so powerless against his own ordeal. "Have you ever felt—afraid, for defying fate? You've fought against them when you let your soulmate go so he could be with the one he loves, and now you're trying to help me be together with the only person I've ever loved."

With a light chuckle, Tasha gently shakes her head. "Have I been afraid of doing something so out of the ordinary and to defy the force that would be strong enough to ruin our entire lives under its will? Absolutely," she admits to him before giving him a smug grin. "But it's still not enough to make me stop doing it. I've always loved watching people chase the love that they choose, to fight for their happiness and get what they deserve. If I have the will and power to do something to help make it happen, I would do so with everything I have, knowing that it makes me feel happy by helping others feel the same thing. It gives me a sense of freedom that could heal my soul. And if that means that I'd be forever fighting against Fate to allow myself to feel this way, then I'll do it over and over again."

Jungkook looks down as he thinks deeply about her words, silently wondering if he would ever be able to be just as strong as she does. For the first time, after the day he came to find out that Namjoon was your soulmate, crushing every hope he had ever kept in his mind about having you in his life, he begins to find that missing sparks of hope blooming in his chest. Suddenly, the good faith that he had about his love for you returns full force after he had kept it dormant for the sake of giving you the chance to have what you had once wanted.

Now that the feeling has come back to him, the determination to fight against the universe and to get you back grows stronger. Though it doesn't stop him from questioning himself—

Can he actually do it?

He keeps asking himself this as he thinks about fighting for his love and rebuilding the life that he has with you once again, no matter what it would cost him. But then he remembers how he had walked out and stepped away from you when you had insisted to make him stay so that you could fight alongside him to prove your love. He thinks about the past week that he was gone, knowing that the soulmate bond would have pulled you to Namjoon in his absence, leaving him to wonder—

Would it be too late for him to return home now and claim you back?