---- FATED POLYPHONY ----
-Stray Kids x reader
Chapter 1 next chapter
word count:6,283
Warnings: Introduction to soulbound mechanics, themes of stress/overwork, mild anxiety, and initial confusion/disorientation.
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“Our next piece is truly special and precious. This is a painting from the late 10th century. It traveled from palaces to palaces and empires and was finally obtained and restored in 2011 in Italy before making its way here. The title is ‘my soul’. Although the artist is unknown, the identity lost in time, this painting is presumed to be of soulmates. Historians strongly believe that this piece is most probably the only earlier surviving evidence of the connection of soulmates. The other piece of evidence is from the early 16th century, that’s quite a gap.” The presenter remarked as she pointed to the painting.
Looking closely at the painting, I could see why it got a lot of attention. In a world where everyone has a soulmate and tries hard to find them, this seems to depict the feeling of meeting your other half created just for you. Someone for me to love, someone who could give me the love I crave, someone for life and so on.
The presenter’s voice got tuned out as I focused on the painting. It really did capture what a soulmate is supposed to feel like. The artist used a darker palette against golden-colored thread wrapped around the hands to showcase the deeper connection between the people. That golden thread looked so fragile yet so strong and bright, bridging the lives of two people destined for life.
After the last piece of the night was presented, I moved around the room to other paintings that weren’t in the focus tonight. Some were centuries old, some recent, some colorful while others weren’t as bright. Every piece tells a story of its own. As I was lost in thought, a hand on my shoulder startled me. Turning around, I was faced with the host of the night. I bowed lightly in greeting.
“I hope you are enjoying tonight, Ms. Kim,” Mrs. Lim asked with a smile.
“Oh yes, I did! Thank you very much for your invitation, Mrs. Lim. I never would have expected to see the pieces on the first night itself, but it was a great experience,” I replied.
“Don’t thank me! It was my pleasure to invite you for the help you have done for us. Thanks to you, our son is now in a good university and he really developed a good study habit. Thank you a lot, Ms. Kim. Without your help, we would still be lost,” Mrs. Lim admitted with a smile. If I looked closely, I could see her eyes shining under the golden lights in the room.
I tried to dismiss it. “No, no… it was all him. He studied well. He just needed some push in the right direction with it, and I am glad I could be of help. After all, that’s what all teachers wish to do for their students.”
Mrs. Lim and I talked for some time about her son and his studies, her gallery, and the paintings until she was called over for photos. She reminded me to stay until the dinner provided and left me with a light hug.
Watching her walk away, I let out a small sigh. Mrs. Lim was one of the parents of my students last year. She was a kind and cooperative parent unlike many i met. Her son, although a well-mannered student, was lagging behind other students in his studies. That made everyone worried and anxious about his future. It took time, but with help from me and his mother, he changed his study pattern, which ultimately led to his admission into a good university.
Seeing how grateful parents like Mrs. Lim were was the reason I took on and continued teaching high school students despite the high pressure and stress placed on the teachers, too. It was no secret that the exams were competitive, tough, and hard to get into good universities. It was a highly pressured but rewarding job, seeing the happy faces of students as they got into their desired universities.
After the complimentary dinner provided, I went ahead to say goodbye to Mrs. Lim, who was engaged in small talk with a guy. I couldn’t see his face due to the lighting and the mask he wore but lord the eye contact was intense.i felt a shiver go up my spine and quickly broke the eye contact. Mrs. Lim hugged me once more with promises to keep in contact. I extended my greetings to both her son and husband before bowing her a good bye.
After a long evening, socializing with people had completely drained my social energy. I was tired and so ready for bed the moment I left the building. I unlocked my phone and realized that it was almost 10. I sent a quick message to my friend telling her I would be home within an hour at most and ordered a taxi for my departure. The waiting time showed 10 minutes.
i sighed in despair.10 whole minutes. And there is a considerable amount traffic of cars waiting to pick up their people who are still talking amongst themself in small groups.
Great!add another 10 minutes to the waiting time.
Standing outside in a formal dress with a thin coat is not ideal nor recommended in late November. Nor is wearing heels after standing for too long. With the winter season approaching, the cold wind got harsher on my skin and ankle aching as time ticked by. I for sure know that my back and feet will be hurting by tomorrow morning.I silently thanked god that its a weekend not a school day tomorrow.
Other people from inside also started to exit the exhibition slowly bidding others goodbye.I watched the people there. They seemed rich and so out of reach. They had designer bags, sunglasses, and flawless makeup even after hours. Some even had assistants trailing behind them and security teams.It was no secret that this was a high profile event with familiar faces u see on t.v and magazines.I was so sure that the guy who sat next during dinner is some rich heir who i have a vague memory of seeing him on T.V.And i am also sure that the dinner they provided itself cost a fortune.It was elaborate dinner with chefs going on every table to explain the dishes in front of you,basically the kind of treatment when u have more money to spend on food and Michelin star restaurants.
Scrolling up my messages I got in the last few hours,i felt a warm sensation going up my spine and a feeling of eyes watching.I quickly turned around to spot if it was just my imagination going wild or its true.To my surprise and horror,i find the same masked man talking to Mrs lim back then looking straight at me.He looked surprised to be cought looking back judging by his widened eyes.Then his eyes crinkled as if he was smiling and raise a hand in small wave.Confusion swirls in my mind but just as i was about to smile back and wreck my brain to figure out who the mysterious stranger is,a horn interrupts pulling me back to reality.
It was my ride,Thank god.I quickly turned around to the masked guy and bowed and got inside the car.A sigh of relief escaped me as i sat down on the seat.The driver looked back through the mirror to ask for direction.As the car pulled away,i looked out to see if the guy had left but he is still standing there,staring at the spot i was standing in a few moments ago,as if lost in thoughts.
‘What a weird guy’ i thought as the car rolled away from the gallery towards my home.I wonder if it was someone i know.Or maybe a parent?but then again,this guy looked young to be a parent of a high school student.Maybe someone’s brother?but then again,i saw no siblings at the parents teachers meeting in the last two years i taught in this school.maybe its just a weirdo as i thought,nothing to think about.
As i looked outside,my thoughts ran back to the gallery.specifically to the painting that showed soulmate.looking at it,it felt like i was inside the moment,experiencing that intense feeling of finding ‘the one’.Its moments like this make me wonder of my own,i wonder if i ever meet mine one day or it will be just another connection undiscovered.I know that the meeting your soulmate take time,fate take time but after tonight there is a quiet ache behind my ribs yearning for something i don’t have yet.Unlike usual,the pending connection feels heavier than usual and pulsing with life desperate to form a connection.
maybe i am just tired and drained today and its getting to my head more than usual.And its not like i dont have any connection to my soulmate at all.I know I have one because as soulmates have different aspects to know each other,i share a telepathic link to one of them.There are people who are bonded to multiple people at once trough out the history,its not as rare as people think but it still catches attention of new publishers looking for a next hit.
Rubbing my aching ankle,i feel a sore on my thighs as if i just worked out and my entire body aching.Brushing it off as a side effect of being exhausted,i relaxed by mind.After years and years of sharing a telepathic connection with my soulmate,we learned to tune each other out throughout the day,keeping thoughts separate from each other.it took years to master with lots of clashes but it was worth it.My soulmate didn’t have to hear me go on and on about college admission and Shakespeare.As my mind relaxed and opened up to our open space where we often talk,i could hear light humming of song.A english song maybe.As if an alarm bell ring off my my presence,the beautiful humming stopped for a second.
“Dont stop on my account,it was beautiful.keep going”i encouraged my singer soulmate.I could almost picture him in my thoughts.The shy,soft-voiced boy who hums tunes and sing songs ever since i could remember.
“I thought you said u had a gallery visit?Is it done yet?”He asked ignoring my request to keep humming.
I pouted lightly “its done.It was nice,better than expected.We were served good food too you know?”
“Really?was it good?How was the paintings and displays?i am sure they are good..”he trailed off.He isnt really a art person from what i understand.I smiled at his attempt to know about my day.
“It was amazing!!!the highlight was called ‘my soul’ a centuries old painting restored.It showed the connection in between soulmate,so bright and unyielding.It was a beautiful piece to witness in real life.”i gushed about the main highlight of the night.
“then i should really look into it.I heard its rare to get a soulmate based art evidence from the past.this piece must have created a lot of buzz.”
“for someone who isnt into arts,u seems to know a lot about it.Are you secretly an art enthusiast?I teased him,a light smile forming on my face.
“not really,my friend-no my best friend paints a lot and knows a lot about the history and all.U would get along with him actually,i mean when we meet of course….”he trails of uncertainly,his tone taking a sadder route.
One bittersweet thing about our connection was,no matter what we share,there are some extent to what we share.He couldnt share his name so cant i.Its fates work.I remember as kids,we tried to introduce each other but the other could hear nothing but statics.and also almost same situation about our jobs, but luckily we guessed right and that really didnt raised any problem.
“You know that painting reminded me of you…of us and our connection…..”
“…how?”
“It was actually against a darker color for the palette for the people but a bright golden color thread as a connection between them,it was connected to their hands even though the two of them were standing far away..It felt like us.The connection but so closr yet so far away.”i replied
“yea?I hope it doesn’t forever stay that way.I want to meet you,hold you until my heart satisfy” he says with a quiet longing in his low tone.
“i am sure we will meet..Dont worry,if not,fate wouldnt have written us together”i reassured him.
After that heavy conversation,we drifted into more easy topics about today.From what i gathered,my soulmate works closely with singers by those constant humming.He says its true but knowing his nature to joke, i am tempted to believe he is a singer too but i never raised that question.
As the taxi pulled through my streets, I bid bye to my soulmate who was going to bed as its a early day for him. I paid the driver and wished him a safe journey as I closed the car door behind me.
An big sigh of relief escaped me as I entered my apartment. Although it’s modest compared to rest, it’s a home to me and I don’t plan on moving anytime soon. I swapped my painful heels for a fluffy slippers I wear inside and entered.
I quickly shoot a text to my friend saying her that I reached my home safely. Without waiting for a reply I stripped out of my dress and hoped into the warm shower. Afar washing off, although the body pain never really reduced much, I finally feels like a human again,fresh and clean.
Wearing the a bathrobe before changing into pjs for the night, I started to wipe of make up that’s still on me after the shower. That’s when I noticed little lines appearing on my arms. Those little lines started to take shapes. The first one is a star and a heart. I smiled watching my other soulmate trying to doodle up my arms.
It was another soulmate connection I had along with the first words of another. It was an absolute surprise knowing I had 3 soulmates.It took my time to get used to the idea that i have three of them.Sometimes i wonder if they know each other and the fact that they share a soulmate.I tried asking both of them they really didnt have any problem with the concept saying that its a blessing but i still wonder if they say it to make me feel better about it.
I continued my skincare routine while keeping an eye on my artist’s work. watched as the slow doodles turn into questions about my day,what i ate.Unlike my telepathic link,we cant really talk much as the marks on our body written to each other will be seen by others.We try to communicate with each other in places that are harder to spot and i try hard to wear long sleeves.These days we have found a pen whose ink will go away with just wipes so it made the communication easier.On some days i return home from school,i could find some writing as random they can be,sometimes its lyrics or quotes or even a grocery list up my arms.
“i had a long day,i visited the gallery i told you about before and they served an expensive dinner.”i wrote on my arm with the pen.
immediately a sad face doodle appears and before i could ask him be writes “lucky you,i am still at work.I have a deadline coming up and the guys isnt allowing me to go home.i havent been home since this morning…….”Maybe its my head but i could hear the whiny complaining voice in my head so clearly that made me smile a little.
“really?dont forget to eat real food after wrapping it up.Energy drinks and instant noodles arent enough for your body to work u know..?And dont push yourself soo hard,i am sure u will do good”i tried to reassure him.
Then a heart appeared near to the words i wrote for him “i will eat and drink plenty after this!!thank you..i gotta go,the break is over,love you..” appeared right on your arms.
“…….love you too” i wrote with a doodled heart and kept the pen down.
I wrapped up my skincare and took off my bathrobe to change.i brushed my fingers against the words written above my heart.
You have flower petals in your hair.
That is the first words my soulmate will say when I meet him. Unlike my other two soulmate I know, this is the only one I don’t know. I wonder how this soulmate of mine really is? Will my soulmate fit in with us three? Will be able know it’s me who has been waiting for years? Or will they even want me..us?
The mark was now just pitch black and in cursive. It looks more like a tattoo than a mark. I heard and read about the marks turning red after meeting your soulmate. I dressed in a cotton pajama and lay down on the bed waiting for sleep to come.
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The weekend passed without any other special occasion.I spend time to plan for the upcoming lessons in the week,make worksheets,update performances of my students.There is also a upcoming parent-teacher conference to discuss about the academic standing of students before the exam set in December.One thing about working in an international school was the flexibility in time.Unlike traditional study sessions in schools until 10 at night,we are out by 4 pm for the day.the school follows the western academic calendar.That make a huge difference in the study and teaching pattern.
Most of the students came from well off families.Some of CEOs,diplomats, chairman ect whose main aim for the children is to get into a Ivy Leagues.Thats why i dread the meetings with them.some of them are nice but not all,some of them pressure the children too much that it become uncomfortable very fast.
while all this was happening,both of my soulmates has become much quite,well way quite than usual.I didnt find much writings on my skin except tiny hearts and some tired humming in my mind from the other side.He didnt talk much during the weekend,usually sleeping straight off.It made me worried for a minute.He never stayed that quiet for too long.He gave a short explanation of tired from work and tried to stay up a little talking but slept half way through.
Going to school on Mondays as a teacher is as bad as when as a student.I woke up earlier than usual hoping to start on a positive note but Monday didnt have a plan to start on a positive note.I woke up with a headache that wasnt there while going to sleep.Hoping its not a start of a cold,i went to get coffee.It went perfectly until then i burned a bit my shirt while ironing.Ditching that i took on another shirt that doesnt need ironing.Hoping that was the end of the misery,i left for school after breakfast.
I reached the school by 7:30.As i entered the staff’s lunge,everyone was surrounding Ms.Andrews.Going further i understand what the issue was.Looking at her left hand,i spotted a big diamond ring shining on her ring finger.
‘It looks like she is getting married,lucky her’.Quickly congratulating her and giving her a side hug,i took the worksheet for students and went to the classroom.Ms Andrews met her soulmate about 6 months ago during the summer break back home.She said she met him by chance and then he spoke the words written on her arms,thats when she realised the guy in front of her was her soulmate.After the break she showed off her red gleaming mark of the words he uttered to everyone she across with.
Thinking about how easy it was,it left a bitter taste in my mouth.Of course i am happy for my colleague but remembering my own tattooed words in black made me hopeless in finding my own.Burying that thought,i quickly put a smile on my face and walked foreword.
Reaching the class,i greeted the few students sitting there,they greeted back and i started setting up for the for the class.By the time I set up my projector and the smart board as the students filtered in.
I was the homeroom teacher for 9th grade this year teaching them English as the subject. As the bell rang, everyone was in their seat ready for the day. I took the attendance and kept a check on the parents who are coming for the parent teacher conference later in the evening today. After hearing about the weekends from the kids, we moved on with the lesson and just like that I drifted into the world of literature.
The conference sessions was between parents and teachers one to one. This was a official meeting before they went ahead for the preparation for the exams in December.
One by one parents came and went. Some complained and some praised their children. I also offered my sight and my overview of the children I started teaching from August.
The exhausting part was stuck up parents who seems to have problems with everything done on the school. According to them, the food wasn’t proper or the classes aren’t great as expected and all. Those were the hardest parents to deal with.
It was almost 6 by the time i reached home and freshen up.I was in the middle of drinking my coffee when i got a call from my Ji Young.I quickly picked it up.Before i could even greet her,my ears were ringing from her high pitch screeching.
“EMMA,U BETTER BE HOME!!I AM COMING THERE” and just like that the call disconnected.Before i could process what happened,my door bell rang 2 times at one.
‘a impatient one,i wonder what got her so excited now’i thought as i opened the door only to met with a tight hug.
“Ji young-ah,i know you miss me but i cant breath.”i muttered into her.
“shit-i am soo sorry!!i have the craziest news ever!”she exclaimed as she let me go and sat on the couch.She looked at me and patted the seat next to her.I quickly closed the door and sat down,knowing how patient she normally is,this has to be something good.
“go on,tell me what the crazy thing is”
“remember when i told you that we will be filming some part of the drama in Japan and it has to get approved?”i nodded at her question.Of course i remember.She used to literally pray for it to get approved.She was one of the screen writers for an upcoming drama.They adapted the story from a comic and the location also changes.To maintain the authenticity,the production team submitted the request to travel there to the higher ups.
Unable to contain her happiness,she jumped up from her place “it got approved baby”.Hearing that i also stood up to hug her but was caught into her excited hands which also made me jump with her.
“congratulation!i kneww it was too good to rejected!”
“wait wait!there is more news for you”She suddenly sat down from her jumping making me sit too.
“remember i told you i was saving money for the concert?the Stray kids one when i have a chance and money to go?Welll there is MAMA happening in Japan when i am there!so i bought the tickets last minute!And they are also performing!!!”
“wait-WHAT??you get to meet straykids tooo?damn girl,did you hit a lottery or something?Lucky youuu.You better be taking videos for me there!!”i cheered.
“i know right?i felt like the world finally answered my prayers of meeting straykids!!i will take a loads of videos to send it to you!dont worry about a thing!”
“oh right!when are you going?”
“well about that…Tomorrow morning..”she mumbled in reply.
“What??That early?Did you pack your things at least?”i questioned her as she appeared to be too relaxed for a person traveling put of the country for tomorrow.
“I did!!i was waiting for you to reach home and i packed it in the meantime..How was the meeting?”
“It was the usual.As i am looking after 9th grade this year,i dont have to deal with the pressure of the final year’s class teacher,its a refreshing change.The only concern most of the parents have are their child’s choices in extra-curricular activity.Some of them made fuss about the studying and all but it was minor compared to last year in the senior class”i explained.
“good for you honestly!It was hell on earth for you last year.Those stressed students and overbearing parent’s pressure to send them off to Ivy Leagues.I guess this year u have to convince parents that playing football or dancing doesnt hinder their goals of sending them to Yale or Harvard.”She remarks.
“Its true!last year felt like a personal attack k,i still have PTSD from it.”i added.
“yea,how are they?”she asked quietly.
“Who?the students?”
“No your soulmates.I havent heard about them in a while.Is everything okay?”She added softly as if talking to a wounded animal.
Ji young was only one person who stood with me until now.I met her during my first year as a university student.We both bonded over incomplete assignments,complaining about mr smith’s monotonous classes and gossips about the latest university drama.She was the storm in my life,but unlike people hating it,i love this storm.She shakes up my life,my really predictable and boring life with her excitement and stories she has to offer to the world.In a way,Ji young is one of the few people who knew about my soul marks. She found out during a sleepover on vacation and was supportive of them.
“They are fine don’t worry. They didn’t talk much yesterday and today because they got busy with work so for now, I am just… Alone maybe?well not alone but lonely ”I explained.
Ji young kept her hand on mine that’s when I noticed I starting fidgeting while talking. “It must be hard yea? "
" I guess.. But it does happen during their busy seasons u know so I am not that worried because of the unresponsive bond. Besides we did talk a little before bed and found a tiny flower bouquet on my hand this morning….”i trailed off.
“Thats great dont you think so..?he said he was busy but still..dont worry much,they will come around after the hustle.”she comforted me as she pulled me into a hug.
I sighed into the hug.Its like she knew i needed one at the moment.After staying like that for a while i muttered “ms Andrews is getting married,she got engaged.You remember another one colleague of mine with the same mark,the one that turns red upon meeting?yea her..”
Maybe that’s when ji young got the memo,she pulled me harder into herself and stayed silent,letting me finish my dilemma.
“I am happy for her truly but i cant help but feel jealous..?or sad..?hearing about her meeting,it feels like its too simple,too easy but i didnt even meet mine even though it feels easy.I dont know what to do…It feel like shit to be honest with you..I hate it..I really do..”my voice cracked in between and it feels like there is huge lump in my throat preventing me from speaking.I could feel my eyes getting hot,a tell sign of tears incoming and i blinked it away.
She stayed quiet for sometime,just holding me in silence ans then she broke it.“oh thats where its from..You know fate takes time right..I know you have heard this and hate it but i think everything that happens have a perfect time.It okay to feel like that u know,its normal.Seeing others get the fairy tale ending u wanted and need while u dont is bond to make you feel that way.Until then u have me,i know its not the same but yea..”
That was reassurance i needed because the moment she said that,the facade i kept up just fell and starting crying.ji young didnt say anything,just sat there and let me cry it out of my system.After almost 10 minutes that felt like an hour,i looked up at her,my face bloated and eyes puffy.
“Geez,i am such a baby,sorry for crying on you..And ruining your mood,your supposed to me happy and celebrating for going to japan u know?sorry..”
She took a deep breath looking at me and thats when i knew i choose the wrong words,i mentally prepared myself to hear her scolding. " Emaline Reeves,how many times do ihave to tell you i hate it when u talk like that.You know what i feel,i am glad this happened before i left for japan and you dont have anyone to comfort you,i hae that thought.And what do you take me as?i want to be here,to help you.Besides i am your best friend right?what are even friends for if they cant be there for each other?” and she went on a full on rant about the importance of friendship and its advantages for some time.At last she just dropped it and hugged me.
After that ordeal,we ordered takeout from from a chicken shop nearby and talked about her plans in Japan.She said the production team is heading first and booking the location at least a week before the filming starts.That give her the time to go for the award ceremony.
“right,i forgot to tell you..Remember the gallery visit i had this weekend?”i asked her and she hums in reply giving me time to continue my story.
“let me tell you,there was this weird man there.Like super weird.She had a mask on and i saw him talking to Mrs lim and then again outside when i was leaving after the event wrapped up.He was staring so intensily i felt like i should know this person u know.Then he waved at me.Maybe he knew me?but then again,my social life is in hell and the only people are the parents at school and students..”i explained.
“well is it a parent?”
“No!he looks way too young to have a teenager in my class so i dont think so”
“must be a weirdo then,or just a extrovert pro max who can make friends with everyone,remember Jack from 3rd year?Maybe a guy like him…“she offered with a laugh.
That guy,Jack was one of the original extrovert,he was an exchange student that time.we both used to joke that he can make friends with the wall if he talked enough to it.
“maybe,thank god the taxi came then or else i would has to talk to him”
Ji young was silent for sometime and then exclaimed,“Girl,what are the chances he is your soulmate?Maybe he felt a familiarity from you?”
“not possible.I talked to both of them after and they both were busy with work..And they arent interested in artworks or paintings or sorts.”
“Its not impossible that you cant have more soulmates you know..?There are history of those bonds so maybe…..?”she trails off.
“i dont think so,its not possible right?lets just forget it..Maybe he is like jack,a bit too friendly to everyone..”
It was almost 9pm by the time we wrapped up.I offered to drop her off to the airport the net day but she refused saying that she already booked one.After some hugs and goodbyes,she left.She literally lives downstairs but everytime she comes to my place,she act like she had a long journey back home,although its just a floor below.
After she left,i sat down to grade some papers i have been putting off and also make worksheets for the seniors to do before the exams.I had some students messaging me about some doubts to be cleared before 10 so i sat down and solved and send it back.I was halfway through the grading process i felt a a tickling sensation on my hand.Quickly pulling my sleeves up,i saw my soulmate writing some lyrics there. After finishing,i drew a heart next to it and asked about his day.
“I just reached japan today morning and the jet lag is hitting me already…It soo tiring.I wish i could just sleep for a whole day..”he wrote back.He then continues “how are you doing?It feels like we havent talked much due to my job rush..Hope you are feeling ok?I just miss you a lot these days you know?I hope we can meet soon because i dont know how long i can hold myself longer without you here..”
There was a quite yearning in his writing that tugs my heart.Seeing that i was lost for words.I wonder of soulmates can feel each other’s emotion when its our designated mark?Or are we just built like that to feel our soulmates without any words.
“Love,you know fate takes time,we will meet eachother when the time is right you know.I just had this conversation with my friend.I miss you too and i also cant wait until i can hold you and kiss you one day.I dont think i can keep this feelings inside me too..This yearning,this much of love to give,i have lot of love to give you know…i want to meet you just to cover you in that so you could never doubt what love even is,so yea i miss you and i love you too much…“I wrote back to him in hopes that will heal the wounds atleast until i could meet him.I hope that it was enough to reassure him and not overthink and sleep.
“I love you more than you could ever think of.Now this makes me more homesick,but not for house home you know,home as in you.sometimes i wonder how can i miss something i never had but then thinking about you,i think its possible to miss something you never had.I miss you so much.I will hold on until i can meet you so i could spend my days with you where we can just talk for hours and and my whole life,whatever you want.”He jots down on my upper arms for more space for his confession.
“yea?but i think i miss you more,i missed you more today,more than ever..”i confessed.
“i did too..how was your day today?”he asks
“it wasnt bad,my colleague is getting married to her soulmate,my friend is flying over to japan actually,tomorrow morning.”
“wait really?for what?for work?”
“Yea and she said she is gonna attend the award show there too..well its just to see Straykids so yea..She is soo excited and we were going over her plans for her stay there..”
“oh..OHH she is a stay?Like a fan?Do you know them?do you like them?”He writes the questions soo fast.
“Yea she is,yes i am a big fan,i love them and their music and no i didnt meet them until now.”
“well i know you didnt meet them-anyways you have a favorite..?”
“nope…I like all of them..”
“shame,Han Jisung is good to a bias..”he writes and i get a feeling he is a fan of him.
“oh?you like Han?”
“i dont have favorites either..Anyways love,gotta go,i have some more work to do before dinner..Love you. and thank you for comforting me,i really needed that today.”He writes as he finished.
“Dont thank me for that!good night..love you too..”
Later, before going to sleep, I tried to see if my other soulmate was there, but i got nothing but a static silence, probably still busy, I thought as I drifted to sleep.
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