Beware: Long af lol
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You stared at your arms, the beautiful flowers being drawn on your skin. You didn't draw them though, because you weren't talented enough in the subject of art. The little flowers were doodles from your soulmate.

The little flowers turned into big flowers, when the small ones were smudged off, and large ones were drawn instead. You watched your arm as the flowers were becoming colored in with colors like pink, red, and blue.

"Y/N." The teacher uttered. Your eyes flew quickly to the teacher, who easily grabbed your attention by calling out your  name. It was history class, and you  were learning about the current presidents of countries like the USA, Russia, France, etc.

It was a pretty boring class, taught by Mrs.Smith, a teacher who loved studying countries other than her own. Your friends sat on both your left and right, while the idiots of the class sat behind you, making stupid jokes. Although Mrs.Smith always told them to calm down, they would completely ignore her and continue making jokes.

Mrs.Smith was the type of teacher only a few people liked if you got her humor. Since she was a history teacher, she made a lot of dark humored jokes about history, which most of the time, only you and your friends got. While you did enjoy history, Mrs.Smith never made you do fun activities, but just to sit and take notes about her slides.

After Mrs.Smith caught your attention, she continued on talking about the current president of the USA, in which you lived in.

"The USA president is Donald J Trumpet- I mean Trump. He has blah blah blah, and he married blah blah blah women." You easily lost focus, and continued staring at your arm. You already knew the information being taught, but you didn't really care about how many spouses a leader/president had.

"Our president is Donald Duck." The boys behind you snickered.

"Actually I would've voted for Donald Duck." Mrs.Smith pointed at the boys to stand outside, saying that this class was a class about history and current news, not technically about which president people should've voted for.

Gazing at your arm again, your arm was filled with beautiful drawings of cartoons, anime characters, and flowers.

My soulmate's artistic, you pondered.

A note was thrown at you from your friend who sat two seats to your left.

Look at my arm Y/N

You knew that the handwriting belonged to Jennie, the girl who you have known since you were basically kids.

Her arm appeared completely inked with beautiful doodles and inspirational quotes. You smiled widely as Jennie whispered that her soulmate was sweet.

"Stop staring at your arms ladies, your soulmate wouldn't want you guys to get in trouble." Mrs. Smith's eyebrows raised, leading to some boys snickering.

"You're just mad because you didn't find your soulmate who was all the way in Australia!" A boy snickered.

"That's it," Mrs.Smith set her book down, "out of my class, Mr.Kim." Mr. Kim, aka Kim Taehyung, one of the bad boys of the class, stood up from his seat and went behind Mrs.Smith to get to the door. Sadly, he didn't actually leave, but he started making funny faces behind the teacher. At first he crossed his eyes together, then he called her crazy, and finally as he was about to start dancing in a goofy way, Mrs.Smith noticed and shooed him out of the class.

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Later in the day, the drawings that were on your arm were completely gone. It's been a few hours after school finished, and you've been hanging out with your friends while you waited for your mom to pick you up.

A sharp pain in your hand made you wince, with a small scream escaping your mouth. Staring at your hand, you found small scratches on them. You simply assumed that these scratches were from your soulmate, knowing that you didn't even hurt yourself in the past few hours.

"Oh," Jennie whispered, "did your soulmate get in trouble again?" she chuckled.

Your mom's car approached in the parking lot. Standing up, you waved at your friends goodbye and got into your mother's car as she started bombarding you with questions.

"How was school today? Don't tell me you kept staring at your arm. It's not time to focus on your soulmate, who says you'll meet him anyway." You rolled your eyes as your mom pulled out of the parking lot and onto the driveway.

Minutes later, you were already home and you had random scribbles on your arm.

"On hospital, Busan." you read, as you ran into your room and took out both your homework and your phone. You googled the place, realizing that it was a place in S.Korea.

"I wanna write back," you whispered, knowing that you were too scared to actually write on your skin, knowing that you may offend your soulmate on the other side of the world.

"What's wrong?" you wrote back, reading it aloud as you waited for a response. You wondered if you somehow offended your partner, since he didn't respond in 10 minutes.

"My mom's there. Sorry I was driving." He wrote back, but it was quickly smudged off your skin.

"I guess he's older than me." You shook your head, then randomly nodded.

"Ugh, here comes trouble." The boy replied, getting your curiosity up. You responded instantly, to which he wrote back.

"My mom's case has to be transferred to America since they can't do the surgery here. Stupidity."

America? Hold up, isn't that where you live?

"Where in America?" Your pen slightly traced these words onto your skin.

"New York or something, I don't know."

Was this maybe your chance? Your mom always said that soulmates weren't real, and that this ability people had to transfer writing on their skin to pop onto their soulmate's skin was ridiculous.

"Should I do it?" Your thoughts were being spoken allowed, even though there wasn't anyone in your room besides you.

"I'll do it."

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Days later, your soulmate, who went by the name of Jungkook, had arrived in New York to watch his mother being delivered into the hospital. Even though he knew you wouldn't do anything, he told you what hospital his mom transferred to.

I mean, she's my soulmate she wouldn't really hurt me, right?

He most likely thought that you weren't gonna do anything about it, since when did anyone do anything for him anyway?

His father left them a while ago, his older brother left the country to live a "peaceful" life with his wife, and his friends went to vacation without him since he had to stay with his mom.

All he had is his mom.

He was wrong.

"Incoming, excuse me, pardon me, incoming weird lady." You ran in, dressed as if you're going to the gym, and stopped to catch your breath.

"Why did I run here?" I whispered, breathing in and out quickly.

"Oh, cause I wanna show that I'm actually healthy." You weakly smiled. You gained your breath after a few minutes, cause you rarely run, and well you're not that healthy even.

Your eyes trailed up to see a boy staring at you weirdly.

"Do you mind?"

"I do indeed."

"No, as in stop staring."

"Oh." The boy had dark brown hair that fell lightly onto his face. He held onto his phone tightly, looking at it every few seconds. He almost seemed mortified, or rather worried, since he kept staring at the door in front of him.

"Mr.Jeon?" The boy stood up quickly as a doctor walked out of the room.

"I know that name, hold up." You whispered.

What was his name again? Jeon Jungcook? Jeon Jongkook? Jeon Cena??

"Jungkook, don't cry!" A girl ran out of the room, holding onto the boy next to her. The boy was now bawling his eyes out, slightly tugging onto the girl's clothes, as they walked out.

"Sis, I can't."

"Just remember, before she leaves, she wants to see your soulmate." The boy sobbed as he took out a pen, grazing his skin with letters.

"Come to the hospital I told you about."

Your eyes widened, looking up to try to find the boy, before him disappearing.

"What's your name?"

"Jeon Jungkook."

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A/N: I lowkey don't remember where I found this idea, but I'll say tumblr because tumblr has some weird ideas lol.

Part 2?
(To the people who say yes, please do realize that I have a busy week, and midterms starting next week, so don't be surprised if I do the second part next Friday)

I was gonna add the girl meeting the boy's mom and I initially had a different ending but eh, only if you guys want another part. I clearly didn't know how to end the story since I didn't add the other part, as you can tell heh.