*Everything in Korean is going to be italicized*
I wish I could adequately explain the feeling rushing through my body, the pain that coursed through my body. This feeling ripples through my senses, bringing me to my knees and making my head spin. I don't scream; there is no sound from me but choked sobs. I wish I could let this out, but I can't. I can't get enough air in my lungs to scream; I can't get enough energy to do anything but curl in on myself. But I can't explain this; nothing I say gets the feeling quite right. Nothing describes how those few minutes felt.
You can tell the exact moment I realized what that pain meant; my timer went off. My head snaps up to try and find my other half. My chest got tighter as I felt like I was suffocating; I struggled to get any air in my body as my vision tunneled. I couldn't make anything out, which only made it worse. My eyes stung with unshed tears, and my ears rang. I couldn't perceive anything that was happening other than this pain. I wanted to get up and try and find my soulmate. Praying that they were actually alive and near, but I couldn't. All of my senses refused to help me. The table in front of me was a blur of color; what used to be ambient music and chatter was now a high-pitched ringing. My skin felt fuzzy and tingly, and not in a fun way, as my entire body shook.
Then it hit me: relief
I think this feeling made the tears fall. Sure, the pain brought them to the surface, but the feeling that came after was the final straw. Hot tears streamed down my face, but they weren't of sadness. The blinding feeling of happiness and relief flowed through me, washing away any pain I had previously felt. Gentle, soft, soothing, and so different from the violent and intense agony before. The torturous feeling cut through me, creating scars; then, a serene stream passed over, kissing the wounds and melting the pain away.
My senses returned to me as I looked up; a comforting hand covered my neck, my timer. I hadn't realized my hand had moved until I felt it rest on his neck, warm and slightly sweaty. I'm sure mine wasn't much better. Both of us were panting, filling our lungs up as much as possible. I study the face in front of me: rich coffee eyes, chestnut hair, and soft, full lips with an adorable smile painted across them.
Seungmin
"Hey," Seungmin's hand travels to cup my cheek, "Hi."
After a couple of moments, Seungmin and I start to stand up, both of our bodies shaking from the experience a few moments ago. The room was so loud just a few minutes ago; laughter echoed throughout, traveling down the hall. Now it's silent, the tension so thick you could cut it with a knife. Most eyes are on us, specifically me. Seungmin has sat down by now, and Jeongin has already started caring for or teasing him; I can't tell which. My eyes pass over everyone, all of their eyes holding a look of concern, sometimes partnered with something else. Seungmins eyes stay on me as Jeongin starts pestering him; Changbins holds a curious look while Hyunjin gives me a light smile. Chan seems to be examining me as if trying to make sure I'm really okay, possibly trying to discern whether my shaking legs will give out. Felix is surprised, his gaze flicking between Seungmin, Hyunjin, and myself. His gaze then traveled to the pair in front of him, and his face shifted to worry; a soft gasp left his lips, and tears started pooling in his eyes. My eyes follow his, and as soon as my eyes reach the other side of the table, my body tenses.
As I've mentioned before, I share pain and injuries with one of my soulmates. So if I, let's say, collapse to the floor because pain is surging through my body, one of my soulmates is going to feel that as well. And there he is, Lee Know, curled into a ball in Han's arms; every one of his muscles is tense, one twitching every now and again. His chest heaves with every breath, and his face is contorted in what I could only call relief. Not the relief of cool water on a hot day, not the relief that makes you smile and calms down any nerves. Definitely not the relief I just experienced. This relief, if it can be called that, is more along the lines of "I'm not being tortured anymore." He looks like he just went through hell with nothing to reward him.
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