Once I got out of the shower, after putting on the baggy shorts and top that Hobi had left out for me, I found myself realizing that his idea of supper was instant ramen, and while I understood he didn't have much in the way of food here I knew that ramen wouldn't fill me up. I frowned at the bowl that he placed in front of me. "Have anything to eat alongside the ramen?"

He frowns at me. "No, I'm sorry Petal I guess I didn't really think that part through."

I shake my head. "No worries, but perhaps we can grab something on the way home and take it back with us?"

"Hm. I kind of promised security the only place I would be driving alone would be here. But, we could call in delivery before we get home. That way it would get there before we arrive." He suggests.

"Chicken?" I smile up at him.

He nods. "Chicken."

I encourage him to go take a shower after he is done with his own bowl of ramen. Once he is behind the wheel again I find myself wondering if I will have the same visceral reaction to my other soulmates driving, as I have to him. I don't know what it is exactly but watching him drive seems to nudge that switch inside me to the 'turned on' position. I try to only glance in his direction a few times during the trip, otherwise I would probably simply gawk at him the whole time.

Hobi lets me know when we are about thirty minutes from home so I get on the phone and call in the order. I've had the order memorized since the first night. I can only guess that it's due to my former jobs. My particular choices, or course, are the only variable since I am bound and determined to try the whole menu if possible. Once I hang up I ponder aloud. "I wonder if it will be the same delivery girl again."

"What was that, Petal?" He leans slightly closer to me.

"Oh, I just noticed that the few times we have ordered chicken the same delivery girl has dropped it off. I was simply wondering aloud if it would be the same one again or not."

His eyes do this weird twitchy thing I have noticed when he is worried, stressed, or even angry. "Perhaps after tonight we should get someone from security to start delivering us our chicken orders."

"Why do you say that?"

"Because it sounds like a sasaeng has wormed her way into doing our deliveries."

I ponder over that possibility as we continue the drive home. She did seem kind of aggressive about seeing who answered from the security screen the few times she had delivered. But, other than seeming a bit annoyed she didn't seem all bad. "What if it's simply a coincidence?"

"I'm sure we can let Han Bin know, and he can get his detective friend to research her for us." He pauses for a second. "Daisy, if you notice something like that again please let us know. Okay? Even if it may seem insignificant. Seeing the same person deliver our food twice in a row is more than likely a chance coincidence. But that person being the only one to deliver our food seems suspicious."

If I had realized it was something serious I honestly would have said something sooner. "Okay, Hobi." I respond simply.

The food manages to beat us before we get home, so this time I don't have the chance to see if it's the same delivery girl or not. That doesn't keep Hobi from asking who answered the call from the security system.

"I did." Jimin immediately responds.

"Was the employee who delivered it a woman?" Hobi asked.

"Yeah. She smiled and waved at me, so I smiled and waved back." He pauses for a second and sighs once he takes in Hobi's adamant behavior and body language. "She was sasaeng wasn't she?"

I quickly explained to him what I had realized regarding the delivery person who delivered our orders. "I've noticed the same delivery person every time we have ordered chicken. I didn't think to mention it before. It has always been the same young woman though."

"It's nothing to worry about, Petal. I am going to call down to the security building and ask them to pull that recording and bring it up here. You can review if it's the same girl or not before we get Han Bin's detective friend involved."

I nod at Hobi. "Should we focus on eating until they come up to the house with the flash drive?"

"Yeah, there is no reason to worry until we have more concrete proof right now. Let's eat and put it behind us for now." Namjoon encourages.

"I would like to say that she didn't seem unhinged the times I saw her. The first time or two she frowned at me, but I did manage to get her to smile back at me the most recent time I saw her."

The others nod as they continue eating their chicken. Once Yoongi strips the meat off of the current wing and finishes the bite remaining in his mouth he turns to me. "That might be good news. True. But, it is also possible that she is making a strong attempt at veiling her true intentions."

Tae puts down his current wing. "She could also be just as curious about Daisy as she is about us. I've noticed on Weverse that there have been a few threads specifically about Daisy. I've replied to a couple, but only making mentions of things that we have already discussed with Army."

"Speaking of Weverse. We should see about getting Daisy her own account so she too can respond to fans." Namjoon hypothesizes.

I find myself frowning at that. "I don't know. I mean I have mentioned more than once I don't want them to consider me a celebrity. Army are your fans, not mine."

Jimin shrugs. "Yes, but you are kind to our fans, and they do love you. Originally you were sort of a celebrity by proxy, but now I would say they honor you because of you. Your personality and actions."

I sigh and still find myself frowning. "I guess go ahead and see what the company says, but I am not really gung ho about the idea myself." I pause for a moment in consideration. "And if they flat out say no then please don't push it in this case."

They all nod their heads in agreement. I focus back on my food. I'm not quite as hungry as I was, but I still eat a little bit anyways. Partially because I know I need to eat. Partially because I know if I don't eat it will probably worry the others.

Once we are done with our food Jin gets my attention and pulls me aside. "Are you okay?"

I nod. "Yeah, sure. Why?"

"Let me rephrase. Are we okay?"

I sigh. "We will be. I just overreacted to some things." I continue on with the discussion and explain how I noticed the date, and the fact that my hormones probably made me act irrationally. I don't flat out let him know that my initial reaction was feeling like a fragment of my heart broke away and shattered. Mostly because I wasn't sure how he would take that, but also because I believed it to be truly a part of my overreaction.

"Well, let me clear some things up for you." He pulls me close to him and there is no mistaking his long hard length against my belly. "I do want you. I just have something specific in mind regarding our first time together."

His actions. What he tells me. They all clear some of the confusion in my head and definitely make me feel better about the whole thing. I nod. "Okay."

After Jin pulls away Hobi comes over to my side. "So, what's next?" I ask him.

He pretends to think about it. "You go upstairs. Change your clothes." He gives me a heated look telling me exactly what garment he is referring to without verbally reminding me. "Probably should take a couple hours to practice your Korean. Then I'll pop by and make good on my promise."

"Just pop by to make good on your promise." I arch an eyebrow at him in challenge.

He groans. "No, Petal. And you know that wasn't what I meant."

I smirk up at him before I turn to walk away. I'm immediately shocked when I feel the sharp sting of his hand connecting with my ass. My own hand goes to the area affected, and I turn to glare at him. "Be careful there, Hobi. Wouldn't want to get locked out." I feel some sense of gratification when I see his mischievous expression drop instantaneously.

I immediately rush to the dresser drawer when I get upstairs. I pull out the garment and almost wish I had purchased a new one with him in mind. This one in particular I had actually purchased a long time ago. It was honestly that one piece of lingerie that I purchased just in case. Just in case I met someone exceptionally special. Someone that may or may not have been my soulmate but still managed to make my heart sing.

I hadn't ever expected it to happen though. I was sure I would always be someone who would wait to share themselves with their soulmate. I had honestly considered buying a brand new chemise for Hobi when I purchased the others But, by that point the money was beginning to run low, or at least lower than I felt comfortable with; so I compromised. I did however force myself to believe that this garment was purchased for him and him alone. After all he is both one of my soulmates, and he does make my heart sing.

I also almost wish that I had purchased another robe for this garment. I'm not completely sure why I hadn't. I imagine it might have something to do with Hobi himself. Sure, he was a package of silliness and sunshine. But that was only one side of his persona. His other was dark, seductive, and dangerous. I think part of me thought that having another layer of fabric between us would only have delayed the intense gratification that was promised with his carnal attention to my body.

I shook my head and sat down to practice my Korean. The chemise laying at the foot of my bed, because I was sure if I went ahead and put it on the lack of fabric right now would completely distract me. I also set a timer on my phone that way when it was close to the time for Hobi to show up I would be dressed properly and ready for him.

When my alarm went off I not only stripped off the clothing I borrowed from Hobi, but I also took a few spare moments to liberally apply lotion scented with the same tropical vanilla fragrance I favored. After that I shifted the silky fabric over my head. The way the satin like fabric glided over my skin seemed to send zings throughout me preparing me for my night with Hobi.

I wasn't surprised when Hobi let himself in. But he did catch me somewhat off guard. I had planned to be already lounging in the bed when he got here. "Oh, yes. I do like that on you, Petal. But.." I'm shocked when he grabs the neck of the chemise and pulls, ripping it apart down the center of it. "Yes, I definitely like this even more."

Well, hell, now I was definitely thankful that his chemise was older than the others. Before I can question my emotions regarding his actions his mouth is fiercely on my own, and I find myself not giving a shit about the destroyed garment as I wrap myself around his body.