my 8 soulmates

unpredictable

You woke up pretty early, still not completely used to the new timezone you were living in now. 

You smiled while looking at Yunho's sleeping form. 

He was the tallest soulmate you had, but here in bed next to you he was almost tiny because of the way his legs were pulled towards his chest. He looked - so small and cute. 

But you learned from your mistakes, so no long looking at your sleeping soulmates. You fumbled around until you found his phone and you got some light to find your way back to the door. 

Carefully with your eyes shielded, so you would only see the floor, you walked towards the bathroom. 

"It isn't really fair that the one who doesn't know the way around this apartment has to be the blind one. Is it?" A voice behind you stopped you just a few seconds away from the bathroom door. 

"Good mornin', Wooyoung." 

"Morning, sweetheart." 

He had stepped closer to you, his voice way closer than before. 

"Well like this it is only me, who has to be blind. The other way around it would be troubling a lot more people." 

You decided to not turn around Better safe than sorry. I should not risk looking at his eyes. 

"Well maybe, but it isn't really gentlemen behaviour to let you suffer." 

"I don't mind. Really. It's easier this way." 

"If you're sure it's no problem for you. I would do this for you I hope you know that." 

"I know. And I appreciate it. Thank you." A small smile graced your lips. 

"Maybe it is better this way around. I wouldn't wanna miss this." 

"Miss what?"

Wooyoung took two steps to you. He was now standing close enough that your back came in touch with his chest. His voice dropping dangerously low as he continued. His face was right besides yours.

"To look at you. To see you and the way you move. Did you know that I can see the way you breathe right now. Your chest moving. Your lips parting. I can follow the blush from here" 

His finger just barely touched you at your right cheek. 

"To here." His finger glided softly to your right ear. 

He hovered a moment right under your earlobe to smoothly make his way down your neck. Stopping at you collarbone. "And here." 

Your breathing became more heavy. 

Both of his hands find their way to your shoulders. 

Everything became more difficult that moment. To breath. To stay still. But most importantly to not turn around and look at Wooyoung's face. 

He was making you weak. He played with you, oh so deliciously. It was as if he knew everything about you. About your body. If he wanted he could turn you pliable with just his one finger and his words.

The next time he spoke you could feel his lips brushing against your ears. His voice even deeper than before. Almost growling.

"I cannot wait for our moment to come, sweetheart. 

The second our eyes lock you will be mine. 

And I will be yours.

I don't think I can hold back anymore if that happens. 

Everything about you is perfect and every small thing about you drives me crazy. And I cannot wait to show you just how much." 

Your mouth was dry. Your knees weak. 

Wooyoungs arms came around you, hugging you. He gave you a quick kiss on top of your head 

"I will make breakfast for us, don't take too long to get ready or it will get cold." His voice was back at his higher pitch. The one with the small tendency to sound squeaky, nothing like the dark and sultry voice he had used just moments before. 

His duality gave you a whiplash. 

You tumbled inside the bath and tried to ignore the turbulent feeling in your core that he left you alone with.

Jung Wooyoung you are- You sighed, you didn't quite know how to describe this man. Your soulmate. He was -unpredictable.