𝕊𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕞𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕤 - 𝕐𝕦𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕜

e i g h t e e n

Author's note:

There will be smut in this chapter. If you are not comfortable with reading, then you're more than welcome to skip over it. [I will put in a warning :)) ]

Today was the day and Yuta couldn't quite grasp the idea. He wasn't able to sleep either, yet he was exhausted - after breaking off from their hug, Yuta just crawled into bed, fully clothed and ignored any attempts Mark made to talk to him. Once Mark had fallen asleep and Yuta was sure that he was far too nervous to rest, he got up and took a shower. Though he felt refreshed, Yuta still returned to bed to stare at the ceiling some more.

A sudden, very unwelcome, thought popped into Yuta's head. Mark isn't going to like gift he got him. What was he thinking getting matching necklaces for the two if them? They also had rings on them, so similar that they could me mistaken for promise rings. Mark was going to hate it. It was too late now though, it was around three in the morning and he had to set up the party, chances are that Mark won't accept the present - based on the fact that he'll be focused on the soulmate tattoo. Which would be of Yuta's name. He was shaking, but there wasn't much he could do, he just had to wait.

The next few hours passed by painfully slow, but by the time the sun rose, the party set up and everyone waiting for Mark to exit his room, Yuta desperately wished for it to be 3am again. He felt sick with dread, he could barely see. The streamers, the balloons, the cake that was too large to be considered a birthday cake anymore and his oblivious group members were all blurry. Yuta could shake his head for a moment of clarity, but then everything would fuse together again. This was surely a mixture of anxiety and the tears in his eyes, but if he was crying already, no one told him. Perhaps they didn't notice.

When Mark finally emerged, the hard glare focussed on Yuta quickly killed the positive mood. Everyone could feel and see that Mark was angry, furious even. His fists were curled so that they were white, his jaw was clenched and by the remorseful look on Yuta's face, they could also see that Yuta knew the exact reason why. Taeyong was the first to come to his senses, quickly trying to usher the other members out of the room before Mark started speaking. For once, they were compliant, very unenthusiastic at the idea of staying to witness the argument. One by one, they left (Jungwoo taking the birthday cake), and after the door shut timidly behind them, the two men were alone.

Mark wasted no time and immediately got to the point.

"YUTA WHAT THE FUCK?" Apparently there was no time for an honorific.

"Yes?"

"WHY THE FUCK DOES IT SAY THAT YOU'RE MY SOULMATE?!"

Yuta looked to the ground in shame. ",, , because we're soulmates"

"OKAY THEN WHY THE FUCK DIDN'T YOU TELL ME SOONER?! I COULD HAVE AVOIDED THAT CRAZY BITCH, ALL THE PEOPLE WHO KEEP ASKING ME OUT AT SCHOOL NOW THAT THEY KNOW I'M SINGLE AND I WOULDN'T HAVE HAD TO QUESTION MY SEXUALITY FOR SO LONG! I WAS HATING MYSELF FOR BEING SO ATTRACTED TO YOU! DID YOU KNOW THAT? EVERY FUCKING TIME YOU WALKED INTO THE ROOM I'D LOSE MY BREATH BECAUSE YOU'RE SO BEAUTIFUL AND EVERY TIME A FRUSTRATED POUT WOULD APPEAR ON YOUR FACE I WANTED NOTHING MORE THAN TO KISS IT AWAY, BUT I COULDN'T BECAUSE YOU SEEMED SO IN LOVE WITH YOUR SOULMATE WHENEVER YOU TALKED ABOUT THEM! I COULD NEVER JUSTIFY TAKING THAT AWAY FROM YOU!"

Yuta flinched but said nothing.

"YOU KNOW WHAT? I FUCKING LOVE YOU! IT'S BEEN THIS WAY FOR OVER A YEAR BUT I KEPT TELLING MYSELF THAT I WAS STRAIGHT BECAUSE I HAD EUNJI AND YOU HAD YOUR RIDICULOUS SOULMATE! EVERY TIME THAT I REMEMBERED THAT YOU WOULD NEVER BE EMOTIONALLY AVAILABLE FOR ME, MY SOUL WOULD BE CRUSHED; I WANTED TO BE YOUR SOULMATE SO BADLY BUT I KEPT ON THINKING THAT IF I WAS, YOU'D HAVE TOLD ME BY NOW! BUT YOU NEVER DID!"