Unfortunately, Jin didn't get back from his errand until around the time I had to start getting things ready for supper. Dasom had the menu planned and most of the prep work done, but I still had to actually cook the meal. He walked in the door when I first looked at the menu she had worked out for us.

He had stayed by my side and helped me cook, but that didn't really fill in the gap left behind due to the lack of time I had spent with him over the course of the day. On the good side, he tried to make up for it further by sleeping beside me last night. Which I am also sure was probably his way of physically apologizing for the initial misunderstanding the night of our date.

I smiled happily this morning as I recognized his warmth around me, and I couldn't help but scoot closer to his body to cuddle with him even more intimately. "Princess..." His voice rough from sleep warned me against moving too much.

"Don't worry. I was just trying to get some tight, warm snuggles before I had to go downstairs to make breakfast."

He paused for only a moment before I could sense his mouth tilt upward in what I imagined was a tired looking smile. "Then I will happily accommodate your desire." His arms grew taut around me, lovingly confining me in his arms. Then I feel a soft kiss on the crown of my head and somehow I am able to sense the smile growing even more on his bee stung lips after the action. "And I am also getting up to help you with breakfast. I insist upon it in fact."

With his help from the beginning we managed to make quick work of it. The serving platters and bowls were already on the table when the first few members meandered down the stairs. I am halfway through my plate when I fully realize that while everyone else is here eating Jimin hasn't made it out of bed yet. For a brief moment I find myself mildly annoyed by the time I am missing out on with him, but that annoyance drifts away when I begin to mentally form a genius idea on how to wake him up.

After telling the guys goodbye I make sure to take a moment to let Tannie out and double check that he has enough food and water in his dishes. After that is done I head back upstairs. I can already feel the goofy grin growing on my face as I play out my plan in my head. Tannie eagerly follows me as if he is up to create a little mischief too.

When I get to his door I don't bother to knock, after all that would defeat the purpose. Instead I carefully open it and tiptoe inside. Granted the way Tannie's claws make a metallic clicking sound on the floor isn't really conducive to my planned sneak attack. Luckily, Jimin doesn't even stir so the noise must not have disturbed his slumber.

I carefully press my right knee into the mattress. Once I am steady and well balanced, I then repeat the process with my left knee and shift myself so I am further on the mattress and not on the edge of the bed before I carefully stand fully upright. Jimin's body isn't perfectly in the middle of the bed. He is more so huddled on the left side of the bed so I carefully step over his body to the vacant part of the mattress on the right where I have more space. Then, like a kid, I start bouncing up and down on his bed.

It takes a few bounces before it permeates his sleep cloudy mind what is going on, but when he is somewhat cognizant of the actions he groans in annoyance which has me giggling. I don't expect the counterattack when it happens but Jimin sits up rapidly and wraps his arms around my thighs. Before I know it I'm on my back and Jimin is propped up on his arms above me. His sleep mussed face and hair are one of the cutest things I think I have ever seen, but I bite my lip to keep myself from saying it out loud.

Before I can fully sense his intentions Jimin's fingers are mercilessly tickling my ribs. I try to shift away from his punishing fingers, but the problem is he has me trapped tightly within his grasp. There is no amount of wiggling I can do to gain even a modicum of space to ascertain my escape. Within only moments I feel like I am starting to grow breathless and that's when Tannie starts yipping. Jimin turns to his side to look down at the pup. "Hey, you are supposed to be on Uncle Jimin's side here."

I'm still slightly short of breath but, despite that fact, I still manage to giggle at his words and the response I thought out. "You are torturing his mother. Of course he is going to come to my rescue."

Jimin arches an eyebrow up at me. "Or perhaps he just wants up here on the bed."

I arch an eyebrow in return. "Have you ever heard him bark just because he wanted up on a bed?"

Jimin pauses for a second to consider my question. "I've only really heard him bark when he has been circling for a few moments, and that moment Tae unintentionally riled him up." He pauses for a second to mentally consider something else regarding the reason the canine might be becoming vocal. "Did you take him out?"

I nod. "Yup, I did that before I came up here." Tannie finally stops barking so I take a deep breath and try to calm away my still racing heart, not an easy feat with any of my soulmates beside me and yet I still am able to somewhat manage it. Once I feel normal again I utter my reasoning for coming upstairs and bothering him. "Sorry if I woke you too early, but I honestly just didn't want any of this precious time we have together to go to waste."

He tiredly nods. "I still would like to sleep in once in a while though, Love."

I frown but nod in concession to his request. "Your right. I should take into consideration that you don't get to sleep in too often and sometimes simply let you be."

He props himself on his elbow and looks over at me. "Hey. Don't start worrying over that little thing. You aren't being selfish wanting my time; not when I want your time just as much." He pushes an errant curl back from my face and presses a sweet peck on my lips.

Before I end up getting lost in the idea of lingering in bed all day I retrain my thoughts on ways to get him out of bed. I settle on food since I fully believe that it is definitely the way to any man's heart, well at least my men's hearts anyway. "You missed breakfast with the others."

His face scrunches cutely in mild disappointment. He doesn't exactly utter the reason for said expression, but I am able to kind of work it out due to his next question. "Does that mean I am left to my own devices regarding food this morning?"

This makes me wonder if it was the idea of cooking that turned him off, or the idea of missing out on my cooking. I would simply heat up the breakfast I had only served, but the problem with that was the others had demolished all of the helpings of food I had left on the table. I had made enough for a plate for Jimin too, but yeah they had even eaten that too. So, yes I would definitely have to make him something else for him to eat. "You know I don't have a problem cooking for you."

"Even if that weren't the case, I still plan on helping." He kisses me softly on the lips before helping me up.

It takes us no time to finish making his meal together. I more or less manned the items on the stove and asked him to hand me what I needed. But, I did end up leaving the kitchen for a moment to use the bathroom, and discovered when I got back that he was surprisingly pretty capable in the kitchen. I wouldn't rank him as high as Yoongi or Jin though.

"So, have you read up to chapter thirty in the book yet?" I glance in his direction to try to read his expression. He is focused on his plate of food so I can't read him at the moment.

"Sadly, I haven't. I just haven't had as much time to read as I thought I would. I did get to chapter twenty-seven though. So, I did make it close." I am really curious about what is in that chapter thirty could be so interesting to Jimin. Why he is so curious about my reaction to it. "I am really enjoying the book though. I like how while the male characters have super powered abilities they have limitations."

"But with her ability they can almost overcome those limitations?" He smiles up at me.

"Is it weird that I like that being their soulmate means so much more in this series? That without her their abilities wouldn't be as strong, nor would they be able to use them as much?" I am honestly curious regarding his opinion because it was something that bothered me. I can't place the reason though.

He shakes his head. "No, because she has a purpose in the storyline. Not just as a romantic interest, but as essentially their battery and even their center." He pauses to take a bite, and I can tell he did so to consider what else he wanted to say. "I'm worried sometimes that you might not see your own purpose in your own story, and while love is reason enough in my own book I wouldn't say it is your only purpose. I honestly think you bring out better versions in all of us."

I want to say that I wasn't worried about this at all, but as his words penetrate my brain I realize that I have no argument for them. Am I unhappy with my life here? Absolutely not. Am I worried that I don't fit in here? That question is the harder one to answer because while I am trying to find my own way I do sometimes feel out of place. Instead of dwelling over this reflection too long though I push it mentally aside. Jimin is done with his breakfast not long after.

Together we go for a walk down the secluded road that leads to our home. Tannie leads the way on his leash, but stops every few minutes to sniff out a new scent that piqued his curiosity.

When we turn around to retrace our steps and follow the path back the way we came, I smile up at Youngmi. He had been silently trailing us since we left the security gate. I used deductive thinking and realized that he must have been the one posted by our security gate today. He nods his head and slightly bows at me in lew of a vocal greeting. He steps off to the side and stands by as we walk past him before he begins trailing us once again. When we make it back I'm surprised to see an hour has passed. The road is long, but it's not that long. However, we did periodically stop and talk every so often. That was probably what made the trip so lengthy.

When I hear the door of the security shed close behind us I turn to smile and wave at Youngmi again before we head back into the house. He bows once again to acknowledge my greeting then he turns slightly away to get back to work.

Jimin and I both decide to go back upstairs and relax. He practically demands I continue reading, and while it seems to be a strange way to spend more time with him today I acquiesce to his request.

I find out exceptionally quickly that just Jimin's body heat is crazily distracting when I am trying to read. I can hardly focus at all. I read one chapter in the span of time it would normally take me to read three and that's because I keep having to reread several paragraphs over and over again or lose track of where I was because I turn to glance in his direction. I'm crazy thankful when my stomach decides to make itself known, and I am able to put the book away to focus on lunch instead.

I'm really not in the mood to go all out for lunch so instead I just make us both simple sandwiches. Of course mine ends up having a ton more veggies on it than his, but getting him to put even one leaf of lettuce on his sandwich is a win in my book.

After we polish off our sandwiches and rinse our dishes we head back upstairs. Jimin picks up his phone from where he left it on my bedside table. The minute he looks at it he smiles briefly before his fingers madly dash over the screen. I can only guess that he is responding to a text, but I don't get why the text made him smile like that. If I had a guess that expression was similar to one would have if they won the lottery or got exceptionally good news. I guess he will tell me about it when he is ready, but I can't help but be crazy curious about it.

I pick up my tablet to try to regain focus on the story, but after reading the first paragraph three times I realize how much of a fruitless effort it is to try to read at all. I simply can't focus on the story with him beside me. Reading is going to have to be an activity I do when I have my own time. "Jimin, this isn't working. I'm not saying that we can't continue the idea of our own little reading circle. But, I simply can't read when you are beside me. No, scratch that. It wouldn't be fair to single you out with that comment. I can't read when any of you are beside me." I pause for a moment to articulate my reasoning properly. "It's mostly because your presence is distracting, but honestly I think I also feel like I am unintentionally ignoring you." The secondary reason didn't really occur to me until I had uttered the words aloud. It was something that only occurred to me subconsciously.

"I mean I could be more distracting." He offers with a seductive glint in his eye. I give him a look that I hope conveys that this really isn't the time for that when we are talking this out. His response to my expression is to sigh out loud and pause for a moment to get his thoughts together himself. "Perhaps, I should just bring up what I wanted to discuss rather than relying on a certain scene in the story to bring up the topic first."

"Jimin, you don't have to use the book as a tool to start up a conversation with me. That's wholly unnecessary."

He shakes his head. "I wanted to see how you would react to it first. I wanted to gauge how the idea of the scene would affect you first."

"I'm really anti spoiler, but perhaps at this point it is just better that you tell me what happens in chapter thirty that you want to discuss with me."

He proceeds to tell me how the two members of the main character's 'harem' that have known each other since birth entice her into sharing a romantic interlude together with both of them. "I wanted to know how you felt after reading that scene. If it was something you had considered. The idea of sharing your body with two of us in your bed."

I am sure my face is completely red at this point, but even bringing the idea up in conversation sends liquid heat pouring through me. My core squeezes tightly around nothing, and I find myself clenching my thighs together to either relieve some pressure or in hopes that he doesn't notice my immediate reaction. "Tae has sort of brought it up before. I mean we didn't discuss it. But I guess he sort of planted the idea in my head."

Jimin cups my chin in the palm of his hand and urges me to look up at him. "So? Are you in favor of the idea?"

"Um. I think it might depend upon the pairing. I'm not sure I could imagine some wanting to share me like that." I bite my lip as I consider. With the exception of Hobi I don't think any of hyung line would consider it, and even Hobi would have to be paired with someone that would be more supportive than domineering. Once I think that I also reason that Tae has a somewhat domineering personality in sexual situations too. So he too would need to be paired with a more supportive lover. I look into Jimin's eyes and realize that is exactly what he would be too. A support player in a three way experience.

"Who could you imagine sharing me with?" Jimin asks me in a silky voice.

I swallow nervously and admit to him the thoughts that had only just occurred to me. "I think that you would be a very supportive person in bed, Jiminie. I am sure you could pair well with most anyone. But, there is one person that comes to mind immediately."

An unexpected voice comes from my doorway. "I hope that person is me."