Chapter 110

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Author's Note:  If you are a sappy crier like me that you might want to have a box of tissues on hand.

---Please read the following it is exceptionally important!!!---

During this chapter Daisy says a word that I don't like to use. I only use this word because it is literally directly quoted from the decade it happened in. So it is meant as a historical reference, and nothing more. Please understand that. I don't intend it as any kind of racial slur!! After the paragraph where Tae responds to her Daisy states how she feels about people. Although they are Daisy's words they also properly represent and express how I feel about people in general. So, please focus on that statement and rejoice in how much our world has changed since the decade people said things like that freely without remorse.



I wake up to the soft whisper of my name on one of my loved ones lips. It takes me a few minutes to blink myself awake, but once I do, I become immediately aware that this Saturday is not going to be comparable to any of the previous ones that I would consider a 'normal' one for the eight of us. It's barely eight in the morning and all seven of my soulmates are standing around my bed in a half circle. Jin hovers in front of the door holding a tray, and when he draws closer and sets it down in front of me I am surprised to see the same apple butterscotch pancakes that I have recently grown quite addicted to along with a side of three strips of crispy bacon.

"What is this all about?" I don't look up because honestly I don't want to direct the question at anyone specific. I kind of hope whoever planned this occasion out will simply speak up on their own.

"What, Petal? We can't treat our soulmate to breakfast in bed once in a while?" There's a strange hitch in Hobi's voice, which definitely alerts me that he isn't being completely honest.

They have to be up to something. "I thought we all agreed that Saturday would be the day we all slept in." Accurate, but I still don't usually manage to sleep past 8:30 at the latest myself. I can still technically consider sleeping until that time though 'sleeping in' for me. My soulmates usually don't get up until at least 9:30, at the earliest, on Saturdays. The 95s sometimes don't even roll out of bed until 11 am or noon.

"Well, today we decided to wake up and make you breakfast for a change." Namjoon mutters, but I can somewhat tell that even he is struggling to make a convincing case for their actions. I know when he made his speech at the UN he was exceptionally nervous, and while it wasn't discernibly visible, his hands shook while he held the papers firmly within them. I'm not sure how I know since he is not showing any sign of stress or tension, but if I were to hazard a guess I would think that he is just as nervous now as he was when he gave that speech.

My hands are still hovering over the silverware as I try to decipher what they all are up to. Yoongi interjects my thoughts. "Honey, you really should eat before your food gets cold."

True, I definitely don't want the pancakes to go to waste.

"Why don't we go and let her eat in peace?" Jin offers as a suggestion.

I watch as every member of the maknae line seems to pout in their eldest hyung's direction. All three of them offer their own version of wanting to sit in the bed beside me and keep me company while I eat.

Namjoon gives the three of them a look. I can't read his expression, but logically I know it has to do with whatever secretive business they are all up to this morning.

They all huff out the word 'fine', but Jimin lingers and gives me a triumphant smile before placing a new folded letter on my bedside table. He slyly leans over and kisses me on the cheek before they all slip out the door.

Namjoon is the last out the door, and he hovers in a frozen moment obviously trying to figure out what exactly he wants to say. "Why don't you text the group chat when you are finished with your tray? One of us will take care of it for you."

I don't even have a chance to respond before he turns and heads back out the door. Obviously I know they are all up to something, but I don't know if I will figure out what on my own before they take the opportunity to lay out all their cards on the table. The only clue I really might have is the paper that Jimin left behind for me.

At this point I keep debating with myself on what to do first as my eyes can't help but to continuously shift back and forth between the tray in front of me and the letter sitting on my bedside table. The only thing that keeps me from grabbing the letter first is the idea of spoiling whatever sweet (or dangerous) words are written on the crisp white sheet of paper with either the stickiness of butterscotch or syrup.

I'm unsure if I am feeling uneasy about whatever they are up to, or if I am simply not that hungry. I manage to eat all of the bacon, but I only manage to eat about half the pancakes. I text the group chat like Namjoon suggested and try my hardest to patiently wait until someone arrives to take away the tray before I jump on that letter.

There is a brief knock before the door opens and Yoongi comes in. He glances at my plate and frowns. "Honey, I'm surprised you didn't finish your pancakes."

I chuckle in an effort to relieve the tension. "I guess I just wasn't that hungry. It was delicious though."

He gives me his sweet gummy smile. "I'll make sure to let the others know that."

"Wait, everyone helped make the pancakes?" That's a lot of chaos in the kitchen.

Yoongi nods. "We did a breakfast assembly line of sorts."

He leans down and pecks a soft kiss on my lips. He glances at the folded paper that Jimin left behind. "I'll just remove this so you can get to your letter." Yoongi says goodbye to me and as soon as the door shuts behind him I dive for the note in hopes that there might be some kind of answer there to whatever all this surprising mystery going on today is.

Daisy, my dearest love, my heart,

Right about now I imagine you are probably quite confused. The fact that not only we woke up before you, but that we also made you breakfast in bed. I'm sure you are wondering what it is exactly we are up to.

I wrote this letter, not to give you answers exactly, but to at least attempt to set your mind at ease. The most uncomplicated explanation I can give without diving too much into it is that we simply wanted to celebrate you today. Does that mean there are more surprises along the way? Of course there are. Again though, I'm not about to spoil any of those surprises that we might have in store for you.

Now that you are officially awake, why don't you indulge in a dip in your jacuzzi tub? Tae, Jk, and I bought you some new bath bombs in some of the scents that we know you prefer. Okay admittedly there are some scents in the basket that we happen to prefer also.

Once you are done with your bath why don't we start with a mini movie marathon. After we get the kitchen clean you will find that all your soulmates will be there waiting for you.

I hope you do end up enjoying all of the surprises we have in store for you today.

Yours Forever,

Jimin

P.S. This time I did consider letting the others sign their name also, but I became a bit possessive of the fact that the love letters are our thing. I'm only telling you now because it seemed fitting for you to know that I did debate about it briefly within myself before making any kind of judgment call regarding the idea of it.

Once I get downstairs I immediately realize that the selection of movies I have to decide from has grown since the last time we were in this room together. They all insist that it is my turn to select what to watch. When I see 'Dream for an Insomniac' I turn in Tae's direction. He is smiling his wide smile at me so I know that he was the one to remember when I mentioned this movie before. I had first talked about it because of the fact that it has a lot of Frank Sinatra references in it, and while it was released in 1996 it still somehow managed to have an old movie vibe to it. I can't help but select that one to watch first since I haven't seen it in so long.

Several of them try to ask within the first few minutes if the whole movie is in black and white as it starts. I simply tell them to hush and keep watching. I love how surprised they are when she meets her love interest for the first time.

I don't want to spend all day down here so once that one is finished I recommend we only watch two total. It should be about time to eat lunch after this one is over after all. That prompts Namjoon to double check his phone for a second and nod. "Yeah, that sounds good. So, what movie are we watching next then? Once again it's your choice."

This time I decided to go for something a bit more upbeat. We have already watched 'Mamma Mia' which definitely is one of my favorite musicals, but I honestly appreciate a lot of different musicals. The one I have in mind is just as much fun. It's also based on a real historical event. I pop in 'Hairspray' and immediately can't help but sing along.

Namjoon asks me about the storyline when I confirm that it is relating to a historical event that truly did happen in Baltimore, Maryland. "It's based off of a real television show that got cancelled due to the fact that the station wouldn't integrate it. Several Caucasian students took a stand and crashed the event known as 'Negro Day' in an attempt to jumpstart integration." I try not to cringe after I utter the word since I am only quoting it as a reference. "Unfortunately in this case fiction does not reflect what happened in reality. In reality the show was cancelled after that event."

"Sometimes it's hard to reflect on the things that happened in the past." Taehyung mutters.

I nod. "I've always viewed people as people. It doesn't matter their race, religion, or even their sexual orientation. I base how I feel about people on their personality."

Just then the doorbell-like sound surprises me. Hobi chuckles at me. "Wow, Petal, you practically jumped right out of your seat."

"Don't worry, love. That's just lunch being delivered." Jimin confides in me.

Okay, so first I get breakfast in bed. Now, they are ordering delivery for lunch. What are their plans for supper I wonder?"

After we fill ourselves with varying flavors of Korean Fried Chicken and side dishes there are numerous discussions of what we should do next. The way the day was panning out I thought maybe they had everything planned to some kind of schedule, but apparently they left some leeway, at least in this particular time slot, to make the decision as a whole group. I suggest we bowl again since only Jk and I have had the opportunity to use our new bowling balls.

The three games we play end up being more about fun than about competitiveness this time around. There is a lot more clowning around, and honestly I kind of prefer it this way. "We should suggest this as one of our coming up activities for a Run BTS episode. I think it's been long enough since the last time we bowled on it." Joon mentions.

"Also this time we would have even teams with Daisy playing too." Tae points out.

I'm not surprised it is even questioned if I will be on future episodes or not. I mean we did discuss it in the past. However it is nice to hear how automatic it is to include me like that. I do reiterate though that I don't want to be in the episodes all the time, and they all understand that I am not saying I don't want to spend time with them. They understand that I am simply pointing out that I am not the reason for Army to be watching; they are.

Somehow the bowling games end up completely wiping me out. My back muscles are exceptionally sore, and I immediately want to just soak in the hot tub. Hobi is on the suggestion before I even utter it. I almost expect him to tell me there is a new swimsuit waiting for me in the bath house. That surprisingly doesn't happen. Instead I find myself randomly selecting one of my bikinis.

I'm unruffled by the fact that I find all of my soulmates have already changed and are outside waiting for me. We have our traditional sunblock application line. Jimin ends up winning a turn for me to put sunblock on him, and I feel like I struck gold when Jk wins the opportunity to put sunblock on me. All my soulmates are decent at giving massages but my body seems to literally liquify when my bunny applies soothing pressure to my muscles. I honestly get so lost in the sensation that I squeak when he lifts me in a princess carry without warning. For one brief second I think I am getting tossed in the pool, but when he heads to the hot tub instead I know that's not the case.

I expect him to sit down on the submerged bench with me in his lap, so color me surprised when he places me in Jin's lap instead. My eldest soulmate was also surprised by the maknae's actions judging by the unexpected body jolt once I was there. He immediately changes focus though and wraps his arms lovingly around me.

I'm seated in his lap sideways, mostly on his right thigh so I am surprised by the second set of hands that brush aside my hair, and the pair of lips that press a soft kiss to the nape of my neck. I smile softly at Jin for just a moment before turning to give the same loving expression to the doting soulmate behind me. "Are you having a good day, Baby?" Joon asks. His expression is somewhat sly with practically a permanent appearance of his sweet dimples.

"Every Saturday is a good day." It's true, while I love and adore our one on one days. Saturdays, when we are all home together, are my favorite days. They may be filled with us just lazing about or playing games, but no matter what we do I am always filled with happiness and love.

The relaxation in the hot tub only lasts so long before the pool residents are demanding my presence there. That's when they decide to play our version of Marco Polo where I am always it, and once I catch one of my soulmates we are given some time to just be together for a few moments before the next round is started.

I don't know how long we are in the pool, but I know judging by my jellified limbs it was probably longer than we should have been. We each disperse to get cleaned up, and once I come back downstairs we all decide to watch at least one more movie before it's time to start supper.

I'm not allowed to do anything to help. In fact, I am basically ushered out of the kitchen entirely. "I have an idea, Petal. Why don't you go take a long shower, and get ready as if you were going on a date somewhere semi fancy with all of us?"

"So, you are suggesting that I wear a dress?" I arch an eyebrow. Now, I know for certain that they are up to something. Not that I didn't have an inkling the moment they brought me breakfast in bed, but asking for me to dress up. Yeah, that definitely cinches it.

"I mean. I wouldn't be opposed to you wearing a dress. In fact, I think my sister said that she had made you something that she put in a garment bag and hid in the back of your closet, hoping you wouldn't see it. I think she said that she also put a note on it, just in case you did see it, asking that you not open it until I bring it up to you."

I sigh out my exasperation. I hadn't been digging through my closet recently at all. I've mostly been living through the clothing in my dresser. So, I honestly haven't seen what he is referring to. "Well, if you want me to get dressed up than I guess I better start getting ready. Don't expect my hair in some elaborate arrangement though. I don't have time for that now."

He pulls me into the shelter of his arms. "Don't you know by now, Petal? I'll take you anyway I can have you." The dangerous seductive glint reflects in his eyes, and I have to pull away before we are both tempted to start something that we can't finish right now.

Before I ever get in the shower I pull out the mystery garment bag to inspect what I am working with. Inside I find a black lace applique cocktail dress with a flared skirt. Jiwoo knows me well enough to have made sure the bottom is no shorter than a couple of inches above my knee. We aren't going out but I can't help but want to complete the ensemble. I scramble to find the note that Jiwoo left behind on the garment bag.

My dearest sister,

Hoseokie wanted me to make a special dress for you, and of course I couldn't resist. You have sort of become my muse, and I couldn't help but go full out either. Should you find this garment bag, please don't open it until Hoseokie brings it up to you. Also, you will find a shoe box tucked under your bed to go along with it. Your staff was alerted to its placement, because I was worried they might find it and relocate it. You'll find a note addressing you once again on it. I want you to at least read the last paragraph of that one also.

Love,

Jiwoo

I quickly scramble to my knees and pull out the shoe box she had mentioned. Sure enough another letter is taped to the lid of the box.

The first paragraph basically says the same thing as the previous note, only in reverse, bringing up finding the garment bag instead of the shoes. I scan my eyes to the next paragraph.

Inside you will find a set of shoes and a pair of earrings a very good friend of mine designed. I know you aren't supposed to necessarily be leaving the house tonight, but I couldn't resist completing the ensemble. I do apologize in advance that the shoes are heels. I couldn't find any flats that I felt went perfectly with the dress.

I can't help but frown to find that indeed the shoes are heels, but I also can't blame her for choosing

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