| //Nevah's Point of View\\ |
My body was stiff as I sat silently on the couch and I wanted to tell this Xiumin dude that soulmate or not, he's sitting way too fucking close to me.
But I can't tell him that because he's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen in my entire life and he's looking at me so adoringly like I had just hung the stars in the sky and how do you talk to someone who's looking you at you like that.
After ten minutes of discomfort, I finally decided that I was getting up and going to our room.
Zero and I stayed over rather frequently so it didn't come as much of a surprise when Hyuna and Ilhoon had just decided to give us one of the guest bedrooms.
The moment I got to my feet, Xiumin looked scared and slightly suspicious as if expecting me to run away again. I only gave a soft smile and said quietly, "It's too loud here, " before grabbing his hand and pulling him upstairs.
Thankfully no one noticed our absence.
I couldn't help but smile as we passed by Zero and her soulmate both staring at each other in awe with smiles on their faces.
I'd been skeptical about Kai at first because it was usually the good-looking ones that were the heartbreakers but he actually seemed to care about Zero a lot already and as long as he didn't hurt her I was fine.
Inside Zero and I's room with the door closed and all that noise shut out I let put a sigh of relief because it felt like I could breathe again.
Way too much had happened tonight and I was on the verge of a mental breakdown, but I knew I needed to sit down and actually have a conversation with him.
I soundlessly slid down, taking a seat on the floor and leaning against the door as I brought my knees to my chest and watched Xiumin wander around the room.
This room, like the one at our house, was divided into two sides and I had the left. And somehow, without being told which was which, Xiumin just automatically gravitated over to my side like he already knew me.
His dark eyes browsed through the art I had hanging and the pictures and the posters.
"I'm sorry for running," I said suddenly, startling both Xiumin and myself.
He looked at me slowly. Somewhere in the back of my mind, it registered to me that I liked the way he moved, slow and languid and graceful, almost like a cat.
He waved away my apology. "It's cool. You didn't have to though. I'm not going to reject you. Oh and my name is Minseok by the way."
Ohmagash, his accent is cute as fuck.
" I'm Nevah."
"Nice to meet you, Nevah."
Silence reigned once more and though Minseok definitely noticed my position curled up like a frightened child right by the door, ready to escape if needed, he didn't say anything.
I don't know how or when exactly we started talking but we did and once we did we couldn't stop. I learned that he was three years older than me, born and bred in South Korea hence the accent. He was studying architecture and music (a very strange combination) at Ohio State and he loved to dance. I also learned that while he wasn't all great at drawing, he appreciated art, he liked anime, and we actually had a lot in common.
Around four am, the stress of the day had rendered my mind almost completely useless.
I hadn't seen Zero but I hadn't heard any blood-curdling screams either so I assumed she was fine.
I was completely delirious from fatigue and I didn't know what the hell I was doing and I think Minseok knew it too because he honestly didn't look that surprised when I just casually climbed into his lap and put my head on his chest, telling him not to move because I was trying to go to sleep and I didn't need any distractions.
The last thing I remember was him laughing as I muttered sleepily about how lucky he was to have me as a soulmate because silver looked really fucking hot on him.
