Oneshots; Jeongchan

Ring pop

In which Chan has a marriage proposal as his first words from his soulmate.

There are a lot of weird first words out there. With words from everything from 'Man, I can't believe Dumbledore died', to 'You're the fucknugget who stole my car!', there were a lot of people with pretty weird soul marks.

Still, Chan thought his beat out most people's, if not in direct oddness, then in circumstantial oddness.

After all, who's first words to a person would be 'Baby, will you marry me?'?

Still, at least it was romantic and original, unlike the words of other people. You only got one chance at good words, and while it certainly was an odd thing to have written on your collarbone, he would be able to tell who it was, unlike the people who had 'Nice to meet you' on their body.

Some mornings, he could hardly wait for the words, wondering when they would be spoken. Others, like this one, he had overslept and was running late and there was no time to comb through his curly hair, or brush his teeth properly. Those were the days he'd prefer not to run into his soulmate.

One of those days was today, when he was trying to walk as fast as he could through the park to get to his office, without running, because that would look stupid.

Suddenly, he was stopped in his tracks by someone who looked a few years younger than him. 

The young man got down on one knee quickly, getting his trousers dirty on the ground of the park.

'Oh no, not today' was all Chan could think before the man pulled out- Was that a Ring Pop? and held it up to the light.

"Baby, will you marry me?", the man asked, smiling shyly.

And fuck, he was cute.

Chan had already written down the first words he wanted to say to his soulmate. He had them picked out, a perfectly written out speech about soulmates. He was a songwriter and producer. He could write cheesy stuff.

However, right now, Chan was late. And he really, really wished the man would just leave and come back tomorrow. So instead of the speech he had prepared, something else came out.

"Fuck off, get out of my fucking way! I'm late!"

Which was how, a second later, he got a ring pop thrown at his forehead.

"ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME? DO YOU KNOW HOW SHITTY THIS IS? YOU GET SUPER COOL AND ROMANTIC FIRST WORDS AND I HAVE TO RUN AROUND WITH THE WORDS FUCK OFF ON MY BUTT?"

Chan winces at the man yelling at him.

"Please calm down", he tries.

"CALM DOWN? I HAVE 'FUCK OFF GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY WAY!' TATTOOED ON MY ASS BECAUSE OF YOU!"

The man is drawing attention to himself. The joggers in the park are staring at them, two other young men in the background are laughing, and a lady is pulling their children away from them.

The young man, Chan's soulmate, takes two deep breaths, and then smiles brightly. It's a cute smile, all dimples and sparkly eyes, but Chan is still terrified because of the meltdown.

"Anyway, hi, I'm Yang Jeongin, your soulmate."

Jeongin sticks out his hand. Chan takes it.

"Bang Chan. Can I get your number real quick? I'm running late to work."

"I noticed", Jeongin says,"I'll walk with you."

To the two men standing somewhere behind him, still laughing, he calls:

"I'm bringing my soulmate to work! I'll meet you here later! And Seungmin? I win the bet!"

Chan wonders how he got into this situation, then realizes that this is still better than any scenario he thought about.