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Ritz-Carlton Presidential suite

It was late afternoon in the presidential suite at the Ritz-Carlton. The golden sun was peeking through the dorm's floor-to-ceiling windows. They just returned from a lavish lunch at Contour Gastro Lounge, the Ritz's upscale restaurant. Later tonight at 10pm they have to prepare for the Late Steven Colbert Show.

The table was filled with lobster rolls, roasted sea bass, truffle fries, and plates of fruit sorbet, each dish more indulgent than the last.

Now, Bangran felt full and blissfully lazy, sprawled out across the elegant suite like satisfied royalty.

The room had a relaxed atmosphere as they all hung out together after a successful performance and interview with Good Morning America.

The soulmates were getting energized, and their bond was invigorating. Seokjin and Samiya were curled together on a long cream-colored sofa, playing barefoot footsie. A soft cashmere throw was wrapped around their legs.

Samiya's long wavy hair was laid on Seokjin's chest, and one of his arms was protectively around her as he lazily scrolled through fan edits on his phone with his free hand. His hair was hanging over his face like a soft curtain.

He smirked and said loudly with a dramatic voice, "You know, guys, my performance this morning truly deserved an Oscar or a Michelin star."

Samiya nudges him, playfully glaring at him; her soulmate can be so extra."Baby, Michelin stars are for chefs."

Seokjin's handsome face glowed as he winked, "Exactly ...I served visual excellence on a silver platter."

Samiya rolled her eyes and just kissed him softly on his smooth cheek. The maknaes just snicker, indulging in their own world.

Namjoon and Vicky were seated at the breakfast nook of the presidential suite, which was surrounded by books, gift bags from fans, and a still steaming pot of rooibos tea. Vicky was flipping through the day's tabloids with amusement.

"BTS MELTS AMERICA AGAIN—" She reads it out loud, her light brown eyes sparkling with glee. "Wow, you've gone from presidential to the rapline to unofficial ambassador of international hearts," she giggled.

Namjoon chuckled, his dimples playing peek-a-boo. "Do you think the UN will use heart emojis in speeches?" He winked at her.

Vicky caressed his hair out of his face and smiled affectionately into his inquiring face. "Well, I'll vote for you." She quickly gave him an unexpected kiss on his lips. Namjoon just smiled softly as he took the teacup she handed

Across the room, Yoongi and Jiho took over a plush armchair. She was sitting comfortably on his lap, her head on the crook of his neck, enjoying the invigorating energy transferred. She was massaging his hand that always aches.

Yoongi, like an overspoiled lazy cat, lay with his eyes closed. "This is so glorious," he murmured. "You're better than the studio chair."

She giggled breathlessly inside his neck fold, "I should hope so," lifting his hand and kissing his wrist, "because I'm prettier."

"You are," he agreed sleepily, pulling her closer to him by wrapping his arms over her. Jiho knew her little kitty was in his nap world.

On the fluffy rug near the window, Jimin sat cross-legged on the floor with his phone in his hands; his fingers were darting swiftly.

His cute cheeks were flushed and glowing. He was just smiling discreetly, then it disappeared while he texted furiously on his keypad.

Jimin didn't notice Jungkook lounging nearby on a beanbag, watching him with amused curiosity.

"Hmm, hyung, you're smiling more than you smiled on stage," Jungkook said, smirking. He was also on his phone texting, 'Someone's special.

Jimin looked up in surprise as he blinked, "Huh! ...er...I wasn't smiling. I was concentrating." His face was a little red.

Jungkook's big doe eyes widen in disbelief as he says in a dramatic tone, "Suuuurrrrreeee...It must be a very intense Candy Crush level."

Jimin just pouted, "It's the truth." He just ignored the maknae, whose whole demeanor spelled his disbelief.

On the second sofa, there were Yunru and her Taelove; they sat so close. She picked a small raspberry tart from the high tea menu and pressed it to his lips. Taehyung bit it without breaking their gaze. Yunru smirks.

"You're going to get jam on your sweater, Taelove," she whispered. Most of the hyungs were either scrolling on phones or sleeping like Yoongi and Seokjin.

"Let it," Taehyung murmured back, brushing crumbs from her lip, before softly and gently grabbing her by the nape of her head and kissing her deeply, which made Yunru's breath hitch in her throat.She snaked her arms around his shoulder and passionately kissed him back. They thought they did their make-out session discreetly and secretly, but two bunny eyes saw them.

"Get a room," Jungkook called a little half heartedly, never looking up from his phone.

He could just hear soft giggles from the couple.

Taehyung, with a dry voice, said, "We would, but Namjoon locked his room, and Seokjin's room is occupied. So, just enjoy the free show."

Jungkook just snorts and returns to his texting.

Namjoon and Vicky joined the rest in the lounge area just in time to hear the news networks. The TV was on mute the whole time because nobody wanted to disturb Yoongi's nap time.

Long on the giant flat screen TV, an American news show ran segment after segment of their performance.

"BTS DOMINATES GMABSUMMER FESTIVAL"

'THOUSANDS FLOOD CENTRAL PARK FOR KOREAN POP ROYALTY'

More stories run even on entertainment networks, etc. The room erupts in soft cheers and clapping as they rewatch themselves dancing, the crowd screaming, and even the host gleaming in pride. Their shows had one of the highest ratings as a morning show.

After the excitement dulled down the hyung line, Seokjin, Namjoon, and now awakened Yoongi all turned to Jimin, who was chuckling softly at his phone as his fingers were rapidly moving over the keypad of his new phone. Oblivious to the mischievous looks he got from the older hyungs.

Seokjin's eyes narrowed as he leaned forward. Samiya was in the small kitchen, pouring some fresh cranberry juice for everyone.

"Okay, Park Jimin. Spill the beans. What's up with the excessive heart eyes and thumb marathons on your phone? Who got you so enthralled that you miss valuable Bantan time?'

Jungkook and Taehyung look knowingly at each other and wonder if Jimin would ever spill the real beans. He doesn't want the hyungsto know that he rekindled his relationship with the Auie girl.

Jimin looks at them with a deadpan look. "Gosh, I'm watching funny cat videos. What's so strange about being happy?"

Yoongi looked lazily at him, with raised eyebrows, "Try again."

Samiya and Yunru entered with two trays filled with glasses as they passed the juice around. The atmosphere in the suite was lively, but one couple shined in their absence.

Namjoon snorted as he took a sip of his juice. Vicky and Jiho were sitting around the diner and having their girl talk, while the boys were engaged.

Namjoon looked at Jimin's innocent face. "If you say you're happy because the so-called dating scandal is over, I swear I'll murder you in your sleep."

Jimin smirked and nodded. "Gosh, works are not the only thing that makes me happy. Just so you know, I've got interests outside BTS."

Everyone went quiet.

Taehyung folded his arms with genuine curiosity. "Like what?"

Jimin chuckled as he lifted his phone triumphantly, "Dah...like Candy Crush."

The whole team explodes in groans. Jungkook started to laugh loudly at Jimin's innocent yet guilty face.

He knows for a fact his hyung wasn't just on Candy Crush.

Then, abruptly, Seokjin jumped up and grabbed Jimin, who was still in a seated position, in a big-brother headlock. Jimin was stealing like a hungry duck.

Seokjin was relentless. "Your little twit! Do you want to convince us that Candy Crush made you giggle like a silly schoolgirl?"

Hyung!" Jimin protested through fits of laughter, trying to swat his arms away from his neck, "You're messing up my hair."

Namjoon grinned. "Please, Candy Crush!"

Just then Samiya and the belles' attention was at the laughing boys.

Jimin was protesting like a victim in a wrestling match; Jimin was now flat on his tummy on the floor with Jin holding him down with his leg. The other boys just chuckled.

Samiya sighed and stood up running, as did Seokjin and Jimin, who was still yelling for Jin to let go. "Seokjin, let Chimmy go; you know he's delicate." She scolded her soulmate, tugging at the arm.

Seokjin snorts, "Delicate my foot!" But he set Jimin free and tousled his messy hair. Jimin was red around the neck as HD sat up.

Jimin grinned and with pride opened up his app and showed them his game. "Look, level 3140. And yes, my chats are locked, thank you very much."

"Gosh, Chimmy, we're international superstars, and you are addicted to candy?" He looked at him in disbelief.

The maknae line just smirked discreetly as Jungkook snickered. Please, since when?

Jimin smiles widely. "And yet, I'm so content with life. When you guys were occupied with the Belles, Kookie and I were on the game."

Then Taehyung furrowed his brows. "Excuse me, hyungs...where is Hobi?" He swore he missed the dance king.

The hyungs just smirked and kept themselves busy with whatever they were doing.

Jungkook shook his head. "He was here when we came in two hours ago?"

Seokjin smirks, "I don't think you want to know, Kookie. You still get red around your face with soulmate stuff."

Yoongi and Namjoon snickered softly.

The maknae line laughs. They were all flabbergasted that Jungkook mated with his childhood crush. It was so surprising. But the little brat didn't want to divulge if he leaked the bond or not. Only the maknae-line know the full extent of his bonding.

Seokjin will kill him if he just hints that he already sealed the bond and his system married. He remembered when his status was revealed in an official statement.Army went wild; the whole internet was in a frenzy. Sasaengs even told Hybd that they were his soulmate. Everyone wanted to know who was so lucky to snag the golden maknae.

The suite was buzzing with laughter. Taehyung was still lounging on the sofa because Yunru joined the girls for their time in the opulent dining room section; Seokjin sat with a plate of cut-up fruit, which Samiya prepared; Namjoon was flipping through a travel magazine; and Yoongi barely moved from the armchair, his legs over the armrest. But those sharp eyes didn't miss a thing.

When Seokjin's concealed hallway finally opened, Hobi strolled in with Akira close behind him. His hair was slightly tousled, and Akira's cheeks were pink from laughing at something only they knew.

Jungkook looked up surprised, a wide grin on his face. "Oh, hyung! You're finally back. We thought you went missing in action for two whole hours."

Jimin, still seated cross-legged on the soft rug, leaned on his chin, smirking, "Hmm, more like two hours of suspicious activity. Admit it, hyung...what were you two really doing?" He bit his lips when he saw Hobi's eyes flash annoyed behind his reading glasses. He loves to rile up his hyung.

The Belles quickly called Kira over, saving her from the boys' teasing prying eyes. She was seated with the other Belles, who were teasing her relentlessly.

Seokjin's eyes were wide with a dramatic gasp, pointing accusingly at an unbothered Hobi. "Wait. Were you two in my bedroom? Hobi, my room is sacred. If you used my bed for anything other than napping, as you initially said, then I have to charge you a cleaning fee."

Hobi just bit his lip but said nothing, but what made the boys smirk was the little red evidence on his collarbone. His t-shirt didn't hide the evidence. He just nonchalantly took the glass of juice Yoongi offered him. All the boys' eyes were amusedly fixed on him.

Seokjin winked at him. "So, was the nap real good?"

Hobi smirked, then gulped his juice down like he was parched" "Yup, I'm fully...invigorated."

Yoongi, whose eyes were still closed, said with a dry voice, "Judging by those guilty looks, Jin, your bed needs some holy water."

The room erupts in laughter, and where poor Akira sat, she just covers her face when the girls were also chuckling.

Hobi just rolled his eyes and pushed off Taehyung's legs to make room for himself to sit.

Namjoon snorts as he looks up from the magazine, "Hmm, let's see, two hours gone. Hobi's guilty expression. My hypothesis will be...intense...uh...philosophical debates."

Jungkook laughs with a loud snort. "Oh my goodness, Hobi-hyungs ears are red." Jungkook turned around over the sofa towards the open-plan dining room area and yelled, "Akira, what did you do to Hobi-hyung?" Did you want to post him somewhere because his collarbone is filled with red postage stamps?"

Jimin and Taehyung fell down laughing as Seokjin and Yoongi chuckled.

Hobi threw up his arms exasperated. "Seriously, guys. Don't blame Kira. She knows how to invigorate my depleted energy...the performances were tiring."

Yoongi opens an eye."You don't say," he uttered a little sarcastically, "The BTS dance machine was... tired."

Hobi smirks, "Well, yeah. She knows my need after er...exhausting performances. And we needed the extra private time. You all make it sound so weird. Geez."

Seokjin clutched his chest with over-dramatic flair. "PRIVATE TIME?! IN MY ROOM! Do you think my pillows exist for romance?"

The boys snickered.

Hobi grinned. "Don't worry, we actually change the linen."

Jungkook scrunched up his nose. "These hyung can be so gross!"

Jimin pursed his lips as he looked at the golden maknae. "Look who's talking. The one who sneaked out in Chicago to visit a certain model." He says sing-along.

Jungkook's eyes widen. "Shush! Do you want them to know everything?" He whispered and yelled to Jimin, who just gave him a side eye and gestured a zipper motion over his mouth.

The boys were still teasing Hobi when the girls all barged into the living room.

Samiya, the typical scolding unnie, intervened, "Okay, enough of your teasing. You all act like gossiping Indian aunties. Hobi oppa can't spend two hours with his girl without a trial?"

The Belles just chuckled as they all went to sit with their soulmates. Yoongi grabs Jihon around her neck and kisses her deeply.

"Well, I think Jiho and I will return to our suite. I need some private time." He says mockingly. Jiho blushed beet red.

Jiho turned around and gestured to Seokjin, "And you, Seokjin hyung. Your room isn't holy ground; it's just furniture. I saw you and Sami-unnie slip into Namjoon's suite bathroom in Chicago. Namjoon didn't complain."

Yunru intervened with her usual haughty look, "You all need to be ashamed of yourselves. Poor Kira didn't know how to hide herself under the table. You're just jealous Hobi and Kira pulled off the two-hour Hobidini trick successfully."

The room again erupts in laughter.

Seokjin snorts and looks at Taehyung. "Tae, you need to put a leash on Funsize."She's too confident now that she's a noona to Jungkook, Kira, and Daya."

Yunru just stuck her tongue out, "And I'm enjoying my senior status."

Jungkook looked at them with a deadpan look. "Seriously, Funsize...the age card again. You're just five months older. Gosh. It's not like you fossils like Seokjin and Yoongi-hyung—"

Seokjin's eyes widen as Jungkook sees the playful, murderous glint in his hyung's eyes; he quickly leaps up and sprints to Seokjin's room, with Seokjin behind him. Jungkook was squealing as he tried to close the door against Seokjin's strength.

You little twit! "I'm going to kill you, and Daya will pick up the remains of her dead soulmate," he shouted behind the door.

Jungkook yells from inside, "I'm just kidding, Hyung...why so sensitive...gosh!"

Inside the lounge, the boys were still teasing the couple. The Belles were defending the couple as Jimin pointed at them, "You girls are traitors...you're supposed to side with us."

Yoongi smirks, "It's okay, Chimmy. The girls are right. We just like to bully Hobi because he reacts the best."

Hobi gave a dramatic bow as he pulled his girl against him. "See, at least my unending suffering is understood. Akira remembers this moment. Next time, we disappear for three hours."

Taehyung looked at his soulmate's huge smiling eyes. "Yun, sweetheart. Don't you think we should disappear also, to test if they can survive without us?"

Jimin, with a dry voice, said, "Oh, we will...we might miss Kookie's disappearing acts."

Jungkook mumbled, "Yeah, right."

The hyungs forgot he was no longer the cutie pie of ARMY; he was a man now. A man with his own soulmate. He will never divulge what he and Zen were up to in Chicago. She secretly booked a deluxe room in the same hotel, and let's say, Jimin kept it a secret when he slipped out before midnight.

Yoongi informed Hobi about their performances that made American headlines. Namjoon got a call from management.

Namjoon looked at the group; Seokjin and Jungkook came in with laughter, his hyungs' arms strung around his shoulders. Jin and Kookie have a very good relationship. His hyung loved him so much and took good care of him even amid his disobedience, and Yoongi never scolded Kookie.

Namjoon jumped up from his seat. "Boys, we need to go and refresh. Management called. We need to get ready for the Steve Colbert show. It starts at 11pm. We will first go to dinner near the studio. Come, let's get ready. Vicky was already in their suite preparing her clothes for the show.

It was already dark outside when the boys returned to their respective hotel rooms.

Jimin hit the shower and later sat on his bed, texting Ruby. He missed his sweetheart so much. He can't wait to be back in Seoulmin two weeks.

She was excited to inform him about her second day at Netmarble and how she suspects some interns might blow her cover. Jimin assured her that she will be safe. She just needs to deny any involvement with him.

At 9:30,pm the boys and management were on their way to the restaurant for dinner because after the show the boys will be too tired to eat a full meal,after midnight.

They'll have an off day after the show. It was the Ed Sullivan theatre in Broadway NY.

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After a light snack in the green room, the stage light lit up. The Ed Sullivan The theater crowd was roaring. The audience was full of ARMYs that were waving their purple ARMY BOMBS. Bangtan was dressed in retro suits as a playful reference to the Beatles' 1964 Ed Sullivan debut. The army were screaming at the top of their lungs.

The Bells, management, were seated at the side seats. Discreet, but they could see everything on the stage.

Colbert stood with a wide smile and mocked formality: "Ladies and gentlemen, oh, it's happening again. The last time we heard this much screaming in the Ed Sullivan Theater was the time the producers announced free snacks in the green room. Please welcome BTS!"

The applause was deafening as the boys entered. Namjoon bows, and all of them wave as Steve gestures for them to take a seat. They all settled on the couch.

Colbert grinned as he gestured to them, smiling, "Now you guys have seven members. I have one body and one soul but seven different personalities inside of me. So, we're basically the same thing."

Jungkook grinned, smiling wide. "You like BTS…but solo."

The audience laughs.

Colbert chuckled and pointed to Jungkook.

"Yup, Solo—BTS. My stage name will be S-colb."

J-Hope chuckled and said in his signature English.

Colbi, let's goooo!!!

Colbert grinned. So you're dressed like the Beatles on tonight's stage. Which one of you is Paul, which one John, Ringo, and George, and...which one is me?"

Taehyung tilted his head dramatically; his eyes shone behind glasses.

"I am...Colbert."

Colbert puts his hand over his heart.

"That's the nicest thing anyone ever said to me, and I once got a Valentine's card from my dentist."

Jimin laughs softly.

"Well then...I'm Ringo."

Yoongi looked at Jimin deadpan.

"You're definitely Ringo."

The audience erupted in laughter. Jimin does his signature shy smile. The Belles sat with soft smiles watching their soulmate excel on American shows.

Colbert looked to the audience, who waved ARMY bombs.

"Now your fans...ARMY...are some of the most passionate people on earth. I was warned that if I asked a rude question, they'd find my house, paint it purple, and play Boy with Luv through my windows until my brain melts.

Namjoon smiled softly and, in his English accent, answered:

Well, that's true...but they bring you food too.

Colbert grinned.

Wow! That's perfect. I've always wanted a fandom that also delivers pizza.

J-Hope chuckled.

"Yeah, pizza and love!"

Colbert grinned.

"Pizza and Love. That's your next ticket, gentlemen. Okay, one last question. Can I join BTS? I sing in the shower, and I can dance if the lights are off, and I own at least one sparkly jacket."

Seokjin grinned.

"And you should dye your hair ...pink."

The audience laughs. Samiya just shook her head as Vicky giggled next to her.

Jungkook smirks.

Show us dance now."

The audience cheers wildly as Colbert stands up and does a goofy sad-dance move. The boys clap and laugh.

Namjoon nods with a wide smile.

"I approve. You can be our BTS Eight member. But only for a shower...concert.

Colbert bowing. looking at the audience.

"Shower TS It is... Thank you guys!"

The music softly plays as the audience cheers. Bangtan waves as J-Hope throws finger hearts as the camera pans out.

The boys walked offstage, still laughing about Colbert's goofy dance. Some of the staff members are clapping and guiding them to the green room. Colbert was still in his suit and followed them with exaggerated exhaustion.

Colbert was panting mockingly, "Gentlemen, I just danced with the seven deadliest performers in the world. I may never ever recover. Please, if I faint, play 'Boys with Luv' on the loop at my funeral.

Bangtan burst out in laughter. Seokjin pats Colbert's shoulders.

Seokjin grins, "Don't worry, I'm Mr. Worldwide Handsome. I'll host your funeral."

Colbert grinned, "Perfect. Make sure my casket is sponsored by Cartier."

When the group entered the green room, their management and Belles were already there.

The green room table was filled with an assortment of American snacks. Jimin and Jungkook were already investigating the chips while J-Hope took selfies. He and Kira winked discreetly at each other.

Colbert smiled and looked at Jungkook. "So you're the youngest?"

Jungkook nodded. "Yes, I'm the golden maknae."

He turned to Namjoon. "Your English is perfect. Do you secretly moonlight as a CNN anchor when you're not on tour?"

Na-joon chuckled, "No, but...sometimes I feel like a translator for the six comedians."

Everyone laughs as Taehyung dramatically strikes a pose with sunglasses he found on the table.

"I am a fashion translator."

Yoongi, in his signature dry tone, sipping his water, said, "No, more like chaos translator."

Then Colbert spoke mock seriously as he whispered, "Okay, between us. Does your ARMY scare you a little? I think they are outside the building with purple torches."

Jimin smiles shyly. "No, they're...very sweet. And they love us a lot."

Colbert laughs, "I love my fans too, but if they camp out outside my house. My wife will call the cops."

Namjoon and Seokjin laugh so hard, nearly spilling their drinks. Later the staff took pics of Colbert and the boys. They also took a candid selfie. Hobi throws up a peace sign, Jungkook makes bunny ears behind Colbert, and Seokjin yells "Worldwide Handsome" mid-photos.

Colbert was laughing, shaking his head, "Alright, I've survived BTS. That's going on my resume."

Namjoon smirks, "You're an honorary member right now. BTS colb"

Colbert bows in front of Namjoon as if he was inducted as a knight. The room erupts in snickers. The soulmates kept a respectful distance, because you never know with the US staff members. After Jungkook's status was revealed, the ARMY eyes were sharpened. Some already have suspicions about the girl tour group around the boys. They knew the boys would never tour faraway countries withouttheir soulmates, but also these girls are too visible. No management will so openly showcase their artists' soulmates.

It was way after 12 am when the group returned to their hotel. The next birthday will be a welcome rest day, and then they will be back on the Colbert show for a special performance.

A/n: Hobi got roasted and they've been on the Late show of Stephen Colbert.

Thank you so much for your loyalty. Please don't forget to vote, throw some inline comments and enjoy Jimins pov. I hope all Jimin stans enjoyed the OT 7 moments.

1. Do you think Jimin really played Candy Crush?

2. Must he tell the hyungs about Ruby or wait till they arrive in Seoul?

3. Will Jimin and Ruby be able to hide, now that she was literally on fans radar?

4. What was your favourite scene?

5. What do you think about their interview?

6. How many chapters would you like for this soulmate book?

7.Do you think Ruby or Jimin must have a love rival or let them have peace?

The performance the next day: