Wait. Hold the phone. Did Namjoon just say... yoongi?

You gulped, 'please god, please no' you prayed. Shifting from one leg to the other in discomfort, you slowly but surely pulled down your long sleeves further to avoid any peek at the name inked into your skin. "Uh- um, I-I'll get going now... haha.." you backed away as slowly as possible without trying to actually look like you're trying to escape.

"Y/N," shit.

"I know we just met but can we see your wrist?" Namjoon asked. "U-um m-maybe next time I have to.. y'know.. settle and stuff... and go grocery shopping for food... a-and-!" Cut off with a sudden grip, you gasped as your sleeve was suddenly pulled up to reveal your wrist which held the name of your soulmate. "HEY!" You barked, you tried to get out of the mint haired man's grip but he held your wrist securely, making sure you don't escape.

"Let go!" You yelled but you immediately regret ever raising your voice as the man who was previously called 'yoongi' by Namjoon, had frowned in distaste. His hazel eyes darkened in colour and revealed an emotion of anger and annoyance. "You're Y/N?" He snarled. What the fu-

"What's that supposed to mean?!" You countered back, Sure this guy may be scary looking, but the way he said that really ticked you off. "Hyung, calm down..." another guy came in. "You're hurting our neighbour's wrist" he continued.

Neighbours?!

"So you're my so called soulmate?" He asked, ignoring the other one of his friends who is trying to help you let him go of you. Mind you, trying. "What?" You stiffened. 'A good looking jerk of a man with no emotion but cold anger is my fucking soulmate?! Legitimately?!' You thought.

Choosing this moment to release his grip from your wrist, you swiftly pulled his hand into your grip as him, examining his wrist. Eyeing the man in front of you, "you're Min Yoongi?" You copied his question. "Listen, I don't believe in all this soulmate bullcrap, so stop looking disappointed at me. Im disappointed too, I had to meet you." You let go of his wrist.

He laughs. Son of a-

"You think I care? I don't want any soulmates either. That's one common thing we will share I guess. My name is so disgustingly written on your wrist and it's pissing me off." He said. You frowned, "at least I didn't try to cover up this name with some other tattoo like you." It's true, you could distinguish your name on his wrist but that didn't- no, it can't hide the hand made tattoo that barely covers it up. "I didn't. Your name covered up my tattoo." He growled. Well.

You turned your head towards the red haired man, who tried to help you. "And... neighbours?" You asked, eyeing him with suspicion. "Ah, right. We actually live on the same floor, your apartment room is situated next to ours." He answered. "And how did you find out it was me?" You asked once again. "Your key says your room number!" He said, holding onto a key that hung loosely at the tip of his fingers. "You kinda dropped it when yoongi here, snatched your hand" he handed your keys back. "Oh."

"Oh and my name is J-hope! Real name, Jung hoseok, But you can just call me by my first name." He smiled. Woah. He's a sunshine! That smile is bright. You smiled slightly. "It's nice to meet you." You said truthfully.

"Um, if you don't mind me asking.. how old are you?" A doe-eyed man asked. That question caught you off guard. "Excuse me?" You questioned back, trying to confirm his question. "Uh, are you- how old are you?" He stammered, But with more confidence. "Oh, I'm twenty years old, why?"

He gasped, "Finally! Someone Younger than me!" He exclaimed. Oh. "My name is Jungkook! Jeon Jungkook." He beamed. "And these are my hyungs that are left to be introduced; Kim seokjin-hyung, park Jimin-hyung and- I just call him Jimin-ssi though and finally, Kim Taehyung-hyung who I also just call by his first name."

So now you know who everyone is. And they are all very and undoubtedly drop dead gorgeous and hot men. They all seem so nice, except one though.

Min Yoongi is not nice.

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Chapter 2 done! This is liek the first book I'm actually determined to write regularly but... no promises -.-; sorry

~bonnehh_