Memory - Han Jisung x Reader [SHORT]

THREE

(Y/N) POV

Jisung was out of breath like you were. He took his hand from yours and brushed his hair back from his face. Your breath caught, he was more good looking in person then how you remembered him. He straightened up and looked you in the eyes.

"Before you ask any questions, I need to say something." He said and you nodded.

"What you're seeing is the past and you will see the future. I'm the one who saved you from dying and I will do it again. I don't know what you will see, I don't get to know until it happens. I have a soulmate who takes a new form every lifetime of mine. That's you." He explained, hoping for the questions to reduce a little.

You nodded, looking down and taking in the information. It made sense. It would take time, you'd need to see the future before it happened.

Looking back at Jisung, you gave him a knowing look and made sure he got that you understood. He did and suddenly looked around. Lowering his voice, he smiled. "I think you're the last one."

"Really?" You said, cocking your head to the side. He nodded and looked around again. 

"Since that's true, what's special for me?" You asked.

He stopped looking around and pulled you farther back into the darkness of the alley.

"I get to love you."

He pulled you closer to him, his arm around your waist. Your eyes went panicked for a second, unsure of what was happening. Then you realize what he wanted to do. You looked down at your feet in embarrassment. It was really weird, this connection between you and Jisung. He was really your soulmate, and you were his. Even though it seemed that you had met him just minutes ago, being here with him and being able to love him was the only thing that made sense.

Jisung's hand went to your chin and brought it up to his face. He connected your lips to his and pulled you closer. Your hands went to his shoulders and his to your lower back. Closing your eyes and enjoying the moment, your lips moved together perfectly. 

It was truly a perfect moment.

As soon as it had started, it seemed to end again. But instead of ending in the alley, it was in a new place. A busy room painted light blue with white trim. You saw Jisung in front of you, he was aged, and it surprised you. Seeing a mirror, you looked to find yourself aged as well. Jisung walked over to you slowly and kissed you lightly.

Then you were back in the alley. Pulling away from Jisung, you spoke, "I'm definitely the last one."

He smiled at you. "Good, then we have time for everything we want."

You collided with his lips again and pressed him against the wall. You could feel him smile, then kiss you more passionately. One hand went to your face and pulled it in as his other pressed into your back, bringing you as close as possible. Your hand went into his hair and the other arm around his neck.

I'm the last one, the one who gets to love. 

His voice brought back memories. Memories that happened. 

Memories that will be in the future. 

He's the one. 

I'm the one.

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A/N: Hello to all readers of this fanfic! This was written for a friend of mine as a short story. After letting them read it, I figured I'd just throw it up here on Wattpad. It is in no way my best work, but it is here to read if you'd like it :) 

-Reia ♡