Soulmate • Minghwa

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MINGIS POV

Comeback are always hectic. It's like... our normal job on like 500,000 doses of steroids. This means that I have less time to myself, and less time to think about my soulmate. It makes me sorry, because what if I forget about them? I'm sure it won't happen but it seems Seonghwa has, so maybe it is possible. I don't want to be like Seonghwa, or at least not in that sense.

Wooyoung tapped me on my shoulder, breaking, e out not my trance quickly. "Hey, time for the next scene." I pulled myself off the lounge reluctantly, having wanted more than a two minute break. I walked over to the rest of the group, who were all standing in set waiting for instructions. But sometime while the director was explain I started feeling sick. I didn't know why but I felt like vomiting and my chest was hurting a lot. It was similar to the pain is feel if I was getting a new tattoo, but it wasn't my birthday yet, so I knew it couldn't be that.

In the end I decided to push though, and with the few instructions I'd been able to comprehend, I walked over to my spot and waited for the music to start, hoping the pain would soon get better, and that is be able to hide it from the other members. I knew that if they saw me sick they'd worry.

I was wrong. The pain didn't even get slightly better and the other members had defiantly realised something was up with me. No matter how I tried I could concentrate on what I was doing and eventually the music stopped. "Mingi are you alright?" Asked Seonghwa, walking over to me with a look of worry on his face. I shook my head. "Ok Woo, tell the director that Mingi is taking a break alright? Mingi lets- Mingi?" I'd already run off to the bathroom by the time Seonghwa realised that is moved. I could hear people calling out to me, but I was more focussed on the new tattoo that had appears on my left pec. It was way ahead of time- and as soon as I saw what it was I burst into tears. It was a huge broken heart.

Natural broken heart tattoos were very rare and everyone knew it. It was said that if you got a broken heart, your soulmate either forgot about you, or they didn't love you. Broken hearts often told the person that they adorned that their soulmate didn't want them, or they didn't care about them. Maybe that they didn't long for them or that they forgot about them. That in itself was heartbreaking. The fact that my soulmate probably had a heart, meaning that they were loved and longed for, made it hurt even more.

As soon as I heard footsteps outside the door, I ducked into a cubicle and locked myself inside. I couldntnket anyone see me in this state. "Mingi please tell me what's on. I only want to make you feel better." It was Seonghwa again. His soulmate probably had a broken heart too. "Mingi I swear to go if you don't answer me I'll just this door down and-"  "My soulmate doesn't love me." I whispered, cutting him off. "Sure they do, what makes you think otherwise?" I wiped my eyes and opened the door, only to be greeted by an even more worried looking Seonghwa. I pulled my shirt up and pointed to the heart. "Thays what makes me this that Hwa." He looked at where I was pointing, and as soon as he too realised what it was, the small glint in his eye went away. "I'm so sorry Min." He pulled me into a hug.

It made me feel so much better.

SEONGHWAS POV

A star. Mars. Strawberry milk. A microphone. A marigold. A P and an S. A broken heart.

Why am I able to find a way that all of them relate to me?