Soulmates || Seongjoong

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Hongjoong's Pov:

"Hey, Hongjoong-hyung. Wake up." was heard before something soft landed with a fwump on the sleeping male's face. "You're gonna be late."

Hongjoong lazily opened his eyes, before looking at his alarm clock. '7:45?!? Shit!!'

"Ah! Why didn't you wake me up, Wooyoung!??" The older male jumped up and rushed into the bathroom to get ready.

Wooyoung shrugged and sat on his bed, drying his freshly washed hair with a fluffy towel before grabbing his shoes. "I tried, then I was in the shower," he replied.

Hongjoon's mind raced as he rushed to get ready. Packing his laptop and headphones into his bag, he checked the writing on his arm to make sure he hadn't missed any assignments.

Suddenly, Wooyoung stood in front of him and peered at his arm, smiling. "Looks like you got an admirer~" he hummed teasingly, pointing to the compliments of the song maker's lyrics.

The olders face flushed and he pulled the sleeve of his turtleneck over his arms. "Hush.." He muttered, grabbing his beanie to hide his messy hair before rushing out the door to his class.

Hongjoong couldn't necessarily say he enjoyed Wooyoung being his roommate, but at least their interactions weren't awkward or unpleasant. He did admit he'd rather have been dormmed with Mingi or Jongho though. Wooyoung could be very talkative, even when Hongjoong was obviously not in much mood to talk. However, he would be lying if he said he completely hated it. Sometimes it was nice to talk to someone other than his best friends.

Running into his classroom right on time, Hongjoong sat in a seat by the window and tried to calm his breath quietly so he didn't disturb the other students. He hadn't noticed the blue haired male sitting in a seat in the back of the class already, having been too distracted from the rush of a late start. He felt a paper ball hit his head and he whipped his head around to see who it was.

His eyes landed on his tall friend, sitting in his seat, looking confused. Hongjoong picked up the crumpled paper and opened it. 'Not sitting with me today, hyung?' read the paper.

Hongjoong quickly scribbled a response about how he woke up late and didn't notice Mingi before, along with an apology. He threw the ball back before the teacher walked into the room and started class.

While taking notes throughout the class, Hongjoong would glance at the back of his hand, noticing scribbled of timing and names of dance moves being added to his tan skin. Biting his lip in nervousness, he moved his pen over to an area near the new markings, writing a teasing remark to his mysterious soul mate. 'Isn't writing the timing technically cheating?'

A few moments passed before he got a reply.

'Not when you're first learning a new dance. I could say the same about you writing lyrics before recording them.'

Hongjoong let out a breath of laughter quietly. 'You like my lyrics though,' he responded, before turning his focus back onto the class he was in.

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A while later, Hongjoong, and Mingi's morning classes had ended. "Hey, Jongho's wondering if San-hyung can come to the studio with us," Mingi hummed, not looking up.

Hongjoong shrugged, "Of course he can. But, doesn't he have Art Club today?" the shorter looked up at Mingi, who was still typing on his phone.

"Apparently not, and he might be bringing his friend since Club isn't running today."

"Oh," Hongjoong couldn't help the bit of disappointedness in his voice. He didn't necessarrily enjoy meeting new people. It drained a lot of his social battery very quickly. "Okay."