Here are some Michael Evans Behling Imagines for you. I have no how to write long imagines but Imma try. enjoy y'all
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It had been almost ten weeks since you left him. The begging and pleading, the keeping quiet for the sake of his ego, the burying of your real feelings and him blatantly ignoring said feelings finally had you at your breaking point and you left him. It felt great as you drove away with your stuff, heading in the direction of your old apartment that you refused to give up when you moved in with him and now you grateful that you hadn't let it go because he said to. Pulling into your parking spot that was conveniently in front the ground floor, you busy yourself with moving your clothes and other things into their beloved places in your apartment. You didn't know why were suddenly missing him but thinking about him usually brought you to tears. For the first time, it didn't.
usually never cry at all
I would say I'm pretty tough
It took a while before you were done with everything and you now that you had nothing to do, you thought about ordering in because you were too tired but decided to just do some grocery shopping instead. Thanking your memory for vaguely remembering the way there, you park you're your car and make your way inside. Lately, you'd been craving Korean food for some reason. Somewhere in the back of your mind you remembered that people have soulmates in this day and age, but you didn't think that you had one, so it wasn't a plaguing thought in your mind. You were apparently so lost in your thoughts that you didn't see that you had bumped into someone while looking for the noodle and pasta aisle, without looking up, you quickly apologise and all you got was a deep and low voice telling you that it was okay.
but it's been a couple weeks now
You finally looked up and saw the cutest smile spread across the man's face, making his eyes form crescents but not entirely because you could see a bit of his eyes, making you think his eyes were a bit bigger than the norm. It took you some time to figure out that you were both speaking a language that wasn't English. It just came so naturally to you that you didn't notice until you were struggling to reach for something, and your height didn't exactly make it easy for you to reach the top shelf. God, did you feel guilty for finding someone attractive when it hadn't even been long since you broke up. Now, to most, ten weeks is enough time to have your post break up depression and get over it by week five but because you spent years with this man, you closed off the part of your brain that finds anyone attractive – stupid, right? Well, you didn't have anyone or anything keeping you from moving on other than your broken heart screaming at you to run from the handsome man before you that you'd been talking to. Since when are you so comfortable with strangers?
You had no idea why you were so comfortable talking to this man but God, did he know how to keep you captivated. The man you were so wrapped up in talking to suddenly laughed at your struggle, easily getting the items you were pathetically reaching for and placing them in your hands, his hands brushing against yours as you take the stuff out his hands, instantly making yours cheeks flush, forcing you to look down so he doesn't see your flaming cheeks. With your luck, he saw your cheeks heating up a second before you looked down. Huffing slightly to try cool your flaming cheeks, you're startled by a hand settling itself under your chin and lifting it gently, your shyness at its peak as you kept your eyes downcast. You only looked up when you heard his angelic voice saying, "nal bwa, (look at me)" and you did. Dark chocolate orbs that had a look you couldn't decipher as they found your own eyes, a warm feeling flooded your system as your eyes refused to look away from his. What if he's your soulmate? They always have those corny soulmate bulletins and adverts on tv that tell you what happens when you meet your soulmate. The eye connection they keep talking about – doesn't it mean that you've found your soulmate while buying foods that cure broken hearts and satisfy other unexplainable cravings? Shit, he's saying something! Pay attention to the gorgeous human in front of you!
"Are you okay? You, uh, zoned out? I think that's the saying," he says to you. You blinked a few times before shaking your head and answering him. "Yea, I'm okay. And you said it right. Sorry, I don't know why I zoned out like that," you ramble and tell him your name but he just smiles a wide grin that reminded you of someone and says, "I'm Kim Taehyung. It's nice to meet you, soulmate."
That's where I know him from! Holy shit! He's my bias but I will never tell him that. EVER!
