Soulmate: The Missing Piece | Yoonmin |

3. Reminiscences

// I have edited the previous song out and included Joji's "Glimpse of us" which I've been listening to nowadays😛 Enjoy🌼~//
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Yoongi's pov

I stretched out my hand and he took it. I shook his hand slowly, the feel of his warm palm against mine heightened my excitement. I reluctantly released him and stepped back.

This guy was having a very odd effect on me and I couldn't figure it out. Yes, he was very
good looking in a clean cut way and just the type of guy that appealed to me. But that didn't explain why he was getting to me, I mean I'd met quite a few men just like him and none of them had had such a deep seated effect on me. 'Control yourself' , I ordered my racing heart, I doubt he'd be interested in me and besides, he might not even be into guys.

I busied myself at the cooker to distract myself while he sat on a stool and watched me carefully. I threw together a couple of stuffed omelets and whatever junk I had in the refrigerator and tipped them onto plates. I carried them through to the cafe and he followed silently. Again I could feel his eyes on my back as we went through. I hoped that he was enjoying the view. I switched on the lights and got some cutlery from the dresser.

"Sit down." I invited. "Dig in, you must be ravenous."

"Thanks." He said. "It looks really good."

He sat down and picked up a fork.

"Enjoy." I told him and went over to a juke box in the corner. I ran my eyes down the song list, deciding on what to play. I could feel him watching me the entire time. I reached up and lightly rubbed my scar, a subconscious habit I had whenever I began to feel a little nervous. I chose a few numbers and punched in the combinations and then joined him at the table.

"That's better." I said as mellow, unobtrusive music began to play quietly. "A bit of atmosphere never hurt anyone."

We ate in silence, the music filling the air gently.

When you're out of sight
In my mind

'..... Cause sometimes I look in her eyes

And that's where I find a glimpse of us

And I try to fall for her touch

But I'm thinking of the way it was

Said I'm fine and said I moved on

I'm only here passing time in her arms

Hoping I'll find

A glimpse of us.....'

I watched him while we ate, becoming more certain that I had met him before. The more I studied his face, the more familiar he was to me.

He stopped eating and laid his fork on the table.

"I'm sorry." He said apologetically. "But you're staring at me and..!

"Oh my God, forgive me." I came in quickly, cutting him off. "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to but you seem very familiar and I'm trying to figure it out. Are you sure we've never met before?"

"Positive." He replied.

I put my fork down and despite what he'd said, I continued to stare at him. It was really beginning to bother me now. I studied his face carefully.

His neatly cut dark hair, his high intelligent forehead underscored by his finely arched brows. His brilliant eyes and his straight narrow nose. His lips were sensual, so plump and slightly parted showing his white, even teeth and below that, his well defined jaw sported a strong chin. My focus went back to his startling brown eyes which were still staring at me..!

Then it hit me....

It was his eyes, those vivid brown eyes. Once I'd recognized his eyes, his whole face suddenly leapt out at me. My heart jumped into my throat when I realized who he was. This was the face from my dreams, the face that had haunted me for nearly two years, the face that I had been waiting for.

"Oh my God!" I whispered, unaware that I was speaking out loud. "Oh shit!"

"What?" He asked, his eyebrows raised questioningly.

I sat forward over the table to get a closer look at him so that I could make absolutely certain that he was the guy from my dreams.

"Oh wow, it is you!" I whispered, elated and excited. "I know it's you."

"It's me what?" He asked with a puzzled look on his face.

Problem! How do you explain to a total stranger that you've had erotic dreams about him? How do you tell this same stranger that he has haunted you and is constantly on your mind? How do you tell him that with each successive dream, you have fallen more and more in love with him yet you've never actually met him. Well you can't and more importantly, you just don't!

I shook my head. "Well I'd rather not say, but it's definitely you."

He sat back and folded his arms.

"Look, I don't know what's going on here but I think you'd better tell me. I'm really confused right now." He began. "If it's something that you think I might have done to you sometime then I would really like to know."

"No no!" I said quickly, with an uncertain smile. "You've done nothing to me, trust me. And physically, I know we've never met."

'Oops, bad move, that! Lousy choice of word; I mean, 'physically'? Really!' I mentally gave myself a kick up in the ass.

"You're not making any sense." He said, confusion furrowing his brow. "First you come out with 'it's you, it's you' like you know me and then you won't tell me anything more. And what do mean by 'physically' we've never met? What is going on here?"

"I'm really sorry but .. !"

I began apologetically and stopped. I sat back in thought for a minute and finally came to a decision. What the hell, let's go for it and see what happens. I knew that I had to do something, anything because I would regret it if I let him drive away in the morning without at least trying. I leaned forward again.

"Okay, I'll tell you but you're going to think it's really weird." I said to try and lessen the shock of what I was about to say. I watched his face carefully.

"I dreamed about you."