my 8 soulmates

the first name

beep, beep, beep, beep...you slowly opened your eyes. Your vision was still blurry for a moment, but then you could see that you were at the hospital. On your left was Layla, sleeping in a really uncomfortable looking chair. "Hey Sweety!" you croaked hoarsely. She stirred, blinking for a few times and then she threw her arms around you. "You are awake! How are you? Do you feel any pain? Do you need help? Should I call the nurses?" She bombarded you with questions. "No. I think I'm pretty fine, but I would love to have some water. My throat really need some!" "No problem!" She got up and gave you a water bottle from a bag that stood on top of the table behind her. "Thanks!" you drank the whole bottle. The feeling of the water going down your throat brings back the memories of him. You couldn't stop smiling. Setting the empty bottle aside you pulled the sleeve from the hospital gown. There it was, his name, engraved right next to your mark. "Yunho" you mumbled. "Oh my fucking GOOOOOSH! Is that why you collapsed?! Is that his doing?!" Layla yelled. "Well, yes, I saw him when I was inside the train." "But where is he?" "Well, it was only a livestream. So he technically doesn't know that I even exist..." "Okay, so are you gonna find him?" "Yes. I think so." "Okay, so where do you start searching?" "I guess in South Korea." Laylas mouth formed a big O. It took her some moments before she declares: "Well then, Sweety, I got your back! I will do the housesitting while you hunt down the love of your life!" You both chuckled at her statement. For the rest of the night you planned the trip together. Thanks to your washing machine savings you got enough money to book a flight to Seoul for the next week after they would let you leave the hospital.

Mother would be happy to see me now. It's almost as romantic as in her favourite movies...I'm going to chase my love! Yunho, wait for me....and with that you fell asleep with a smile on your face.