minsung oneshots

0.4 (soulmate au)

in which the first thing you and your soulmate say to each other is tattooed onto your wrist (inspired by a thing i saw on tumblr so i just added it to the numbered chapters lol)

every day, jisung woke up and looked at his wrist to see the words "fuck you!" tattooed in black ink.
every day, it was a question of whether he would be meeting the person to utter those very words. which if you think about it, was quite a weird thing to want to hear someone say to you, but everybody let it slide. the boy was lovestruck with someone he hadn't even met. but wasn't everyone?

minho glanced at his wristwatch (either hello kitty or rolex bc he's minwhore) and checked the time anxiously, then turned his arm over to read over the thirty-seven words he had long since memorized. they were in all capital letters, which made the boy a bit nervous to be meeting his soulmate and just being yelled at. but the words weren't the worst he could have, in fact, it was implied that the first words he would be saying to his soulmate were "fuck you!" and boy, was did he already feel bad.

the clock hit three pm, high school students were slowly beginning to walk the city streets of myeongdong. minho wasn't in the mood for people, so after just looking around he started to walk home. he felt fine, until some headass walked into him while they were texting.
"sorry-" they began, but minho quickly interrupted them.
"fuck you!" he spat, causing the other boy to stop and stare at him.
"OH! SO YOU'RE THE MOTHERFUCKER WHO GAVE ME THE WORST FUCKING SOULMARK EVER! WELL GUESS WHAT, I WILL NEVER LET THIS GO! THERE IS NOTHING WORSE THAN HAVING THE WORDS 'FUCK YOU!' PERMANENTLY MARKED ON YOUR SKIN!" jisung exploded.
minho just looked at him for a second and chuckled, pulling down his own sleeve to reveal the words written on his wrist.
"well, imagine having THAT fucking essay written on you in caps-lock." the older said, showing the other boy his arm.
in response, jisung quickly put his hands over his face to hide his blush.
"i'm minho." the older laughed, sticking out his hand for a handshake.
"jisung." the younger squeaked, taking one hand off of his face to meet the other's warm hand.