#yixing request

Really the soulmate bond was something that couldn’t easily be defined. It was different for different couples. Some people suddenly learned to speak in another language, allowing them to communicate with their other half. Some people had dreams of what their soulmates saw, leading them to travel to other parts of the world. Some had birthmarks that matched up. Some could hear it in their person’s laugh or voice. The thing that made it special was that you didn’t realize it until it clicked.

And your friends and coworkers were convinced that your weird heart palpitations had to do with your soulmate. Which you might have believed, if only you had met them soon after they had started off. Really at this point you just kept spending unnecessary money on doctor’s visits.

With the year-end scramble to finish up projects at work, you’d almost completely forgotten about keeping an eye out for a soulmate. You were so busy, you only ever felt your heart pick up when you were in the stairwells or elevator for the most part, leading you to believe you just needed to go to the gym more often.

Your coworkers still teased you though.

“What if it’s John from Accounting? Want me to call him over?”

“You know what I totally bet it’s that one repeat client. He probably feels it too which is the real reason he keeps finding excuses to come to our department.”

“What about anyone from the coffee shop across the street? I know they make deliveries here sometimes.”

“Guys!” you yelled, putting your sandwich down. “For the last time it’s not because of the soulmate bond so it’s no one around me! Can we just drop it about the bond already?”

Your friends just rolled their eyes at you and kept eating until one of them, Trish, spoke up.

“You know, if it’s no one you’ve met then it can’t hurt to go out with someone, right? Jongdae on 17 has a coworker and we were talking the other day and think the two of you would hit it off! Soulmate bond or not, it can’t hurt to meet him, right?”

“I don’t know. It’s the end of the year, I’m always exhausted from work, and I just bought a new fluffy blanket which is close enough to a boyfriend, right?”

“Y/N as much as I love a good blanket that is not how that works.”

“Well it should be!”

You thought they’d dropped all the date talk after that, but as you guys were getting back in the elevator, Trish tried again.

“Just think of it as dinner out with a few friends. I mean you hang out with Jongdae and I all the time, what’s one more person? Plus I’m willing to bet you were just going to scrounge something together for dinner, so it’s guaranteed to be a better meal.”

The doors closed and you were about to answer her when you felt it again. You grabbed at your chest and put your head down, taking a few deep breaths. It’s not that it hurt, but you never could get used to it. Your heart would just pick up and you’d say it’d swell with hope and love if that didn’t sound so cheesy.

Trish patted you on the back as you waited for the elevator to stop off on 20 so you could get off. As everyone walked back to their desks, you stopped Trish and told her to text you the time and the place, not hanging around long enough for everyone to hear everyone “ooh”ing at you.

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You had just enough time to run home, change, and freshen up before you were supposed to meet everyone at the restaurant. But when you got out of the cab out front, you had to pause because you felt it again. 

This was the first time your heart had acted up outside of your office building. And come to think of it, it had been happening more frequently lately. Maybe you should go to the doctor again...

Realizing it wasn’t going to subside just standing around, you took a deep breath and headed inside the restaurant to distract yourself from it.

You had texted Trish when you were pulling up and she was waiting for you at the front.

“You won’t regret this I promise,” she beamed at you, pulling you along by the arm to the table.

You felt your heart picking up and it was actually starting to become a little uncomfortable. Maybe it was the normal palpitations plus the anxiety over a blind date?

When you walked up the table, Trish sat down next to Jongdae and gave him a kiss on the cheek. He was slightly distracted, asking a guy who had his back to you if he was okay. It seemed liked he was grabbing at his chest, reminding you that you were actually doing the same thing.

Trying to act normal, you pulled out your chair and sat down.

“Y/N, this is Zhang Yixing. He works on 17 with Jongdae.”

You turned to say hi when you locked eyes with him. And remember how you didn’t want to be cheesy earlier? Well you couldn’t help it now.

Your heart, which had been picking up more and more as you’d sat down, had now gone totally calm. (I mean not too calm, because you were face to face with an incredibly handsome, dimple-smiled man). It was like your heart, which had been trying to tell you something for so long, finally didn’t need to anymore.

You could vaguely hear Trish and Jongdae excitedly talking to each other, but you couldn’t pay enough attention.

“Hi,” Yixing said, moving his hand from his heart to reach out to yo. “I’m Yixing, nice to finally meet you.”

And at that you couldn’t help it but to smile your biggest smile as you reached back and said “I’m Y/N, nice to finally find you.”

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