𝟙𝟘𝟘 𝕎𝕒𝕪𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕊𝕒𝕪 𝕀 𝕃𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕐𝕠𝕦 || 𝕛𝕚𝕜𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝕠𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕥𝕤

Soulmate

> soulmate au where when you first make physical contact with the soulmate your entire life flashes before your eyes.

"It's you..."

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JIMIN WALKED briskly past the busy multitude of people on the streets of Seoul. He hummed a little tune, hoping to make his little venture into the city less boring than it was. He continued to look around, hands in his pockets, until he found the store he was looking for. He entered and rung the little bell on the counter, to which someone in the back responded with a loud "I'm coming!".

Jimin raised an eyebrow, slightly concerned by the rustling and clattering of metal he heard coming from the back. Suddenly, a girl about his age walked towards the counter, looking a tad bit frenzied. "Sorry! I was ju— oh! Good morning, Jimin." She greeted cheerfully. The said male chuckled. "Good morning to you too, Rosè." He said.

"Clothes?" She asked. Jimin simply nodded. Soon as he did, Rosè bent down and placed a slightly heavy box onto the counter. To be sure, Jimin peered inside. There lay 5 t-shirts, two flannels, 3 jumpers, and the other pieces of clothing he owned. He bowed and thanked the girl, who was flustered and told him that he didn't have to bow.

He exited the laundromat with the box in his hands and made a left towards a small grocery store. He entered and took a shopping cart, placing the box in it for safe-keeping (but also because it was kinda heavy). He walked through the aisles and scanned each section, making a mental list of what he needed. He took some cans, two cartons of milk, a few frozen products and meats, and a tub of ice cream (just because).

He walked towards the counter, paid for everything and carried both the box and his groceries. Due to his small stature and the height of the box, he couldn't see where he was going very well. He struggled a bit, but continued to walk towards his building. He huffed as he hauled these objects to the elevator, slightly losing breath. He tried to reach for the button, but had no avail. He groaned. Curse his short fingers.

As if on cue, two people (one of them slightly giggling) entered the elevator. He sighed in relief. The giggling one cane forward and pressed the button for their own floor, but before he could go back to his partner, Jimin's muffled voice sounded from behind the box he was holding. "Hey, uhm, excuse me! Do mind pressing a button for me?" He asked.

The man with a seemingly bright aura smiled. "Sure! What floor?" He said. "7 please," Jimin said. The man pressed the button and went back to his shorter partner, who pulled him in for a kiss. "Thank—oh," Jimin said. He moved a step away from the now making out couple, blushing slightly as he witnessed this "probably meant to be private" moment.

Finally, the elevator dinged. He hastily walked out, mentally noting to never get into an elevator with a couple. He turned left and walked straight. As soon as he reached his apartment door, he knocked thrice. "Tae, it's me!" He called out. The door opened to reveal a shocked looking male. "Woah! Chim, did you haul those all the way here?" He asked, dumbfounded. "Yes, now please let me in because I'm about to collapse due to the weight of this thing." Jimin said, rolling his eyes.

"Right, sorry." The latter immediately moved aside and took some of the things his roommate was carrying. He shoved some things in the freezer, pantry and refrigerator. Soon as Jimin reached the sofa, he dropped the box onto the floor with a 'bam' and let himself fall on the soft, cushiony piece of furniture. He hummed in delight.