soulmate - yoonmin

four

He could tell something was different.

Jungkook came into the apartment looking at every single thing in awe. 

He tried to make it appear as if it weren't for that reason, but it was pretty obvious it was.

"Gukkie, what're you doing?" Jimin asked, while Jungkook had a cookie so close to his eye he was scared he'd get crumbs in it. "Aren't you supposed to put that in your mouth?" He chuckled.

"Yeah! I just was e-examining it yknow! Germs are bad and all that stuff."

"Whatever you say, weirdo." Jimin said as he walked into the kitchen to sit at the table. "So how was the coffee date with them?"

Jungkook's cheeks turned red and he squirmed a bit.

"It was fine, the g-guy said I could have the job by the way! Actually he wanted me to meet him for dinner this week so we could speak on it more."

Jimin felt something off, he knew something was weird but he didn't know how to address it.

"Anything you say, baby." He moved to behind Jungkook and held him from behind. " I love you, guk."

"I really do love you too, Park Jimin."

-

"Are you sure it's just a dinner with your boss? You're looking pretty cute if I do say so myself." Jimin smiled, watching Jungkook fix his hair for the third time.

"Yeah baby," he spoke shakily, "Just addressing some of the rules of the restaurant."

"Okay well have fun, gukie." Jimin kissed him goodbye, and made his way into his bedroom to grab his jacket.

He didn't wanna just sit there, so he decided to go down to the bakery down the street.

-

The bakery always smelled pleasant. Like fresh cooked dough, and hints of cocoa.

He made his way to the counter, and bent down to look at the glass container with all the sweet rolls and cakes.

He decided on a tasty looking one in the back.

"What would you like, sir?" Said the man above him. He sounded a little grumpy, but warm all the less.

"Yeah can I-" as jimin stood and made eye contact with the man, he lost his breath and teared up.

He was indescribable.

Eyes were dark, His hair was dark, but his whole being was color.

He radiated with warmth, and he seemed shaken up as well.

"J-Jimin?" The man spoke, and some how it sounded even better that time.

He spoke his name in a way that Jimin wanted to hear it for the rest of his life.

"How do you know my name?"

"Lucky guess." He chuckled, "I'm Yoongi, Min Yoongi,

But I guess you can call me your soulmate."

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|| I'M SCREECHIN WAS THIS ANY GOOD??