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A Soulmate.

When one normally thinks of a Soulmate, they think of that person as their other half, some meant for you, made for you and only you. Your in this world to find each other. Someone to love and cherished you for as long and you live and hopefully the next life as well, and the next.

Atleast that's the version Minho would go with.

Many people didn't really believe in these kinds of things but Minho did. Falling in love with your Soulmate and them falling for you? that's all the hopeful 21 year old ever wanted. He had already fallen though, for quite some time actually since he was 14 give or take.

Han Jisung. Minho's neighbor and Bestfriend since they were 4. They did almost everything together and knew everything about each other. They were so close. They even would continuous call eack others soulmates, something that started off as a joke but when Minho turned 14 and realized his feelings for the younger, their Soulmate title became so important to Minho cuz he truely believed Jisung was his Soulmate. That they were made for each other would be together forever.

That's what Minho believed. He was sure of it. He was so sure if it that even when he was super nervous to tell Jisung his feelings he didn't worry. He believed that things will fall into place inventually in the future. They were still young and they were meant for each other after all right?

Right?

Minho was 21. And very very hopeful and still in love 21 year old when he was proven wrong and had everything he believed in crushed.

When Jisung came to Minho's college he was nothing short of happy, especially after not being able to see the boy that much. They unfortunately didn't get to room together but that was okay they were still closed and would see each other everyday like when they were kids. Life was great, he had Jisung by his side again and both boys seem to develop a close group of friends that were with them as much as each other but he had no problem with that what so ever, he grew to treasure them as well.

And it seem Jisung did too. He seemed particularly close with their friend Felix. Minho found them adorable though they same age only one day apart which was interesting, especially when they both found out and found it cool. It stung a little though when Jisung called Felix his Soulmate because of it. But Minho tried not to think about it much. What he tried to focus on was what he had been planning- or more internally fighting with himself for the past few weeks. He still believed destiny would make everything for him and Jisung fall into place for them buuuut, he's been feeling really impatient lately, he's been dealing with these feelings for years, maybe Jisung was too and didn't wanna say anything? So he decided maybe destiny needed a bit of a push.

So he was planning on confessing to Jisung soon, fighting that little bit of fear in the back of his head, he conjured up the courage one Thursday afternoon when he knew Jisung's roomate, Hyunjin, was out and found himself infront of his dorm door.

'you'r 21 for God's sake, you should be this nervous to talk to your best friends....to the person you live most.' Minho scolded himself and taking a few deep breaths before raising his hand to knock but before his knuckles could graze the cold wooden door his phone rang. Sighing he fished the device from his pocket surprised to see the name across the screen. It was just the person he came here to see.

"Hello?"

"Minho are you busy? can you come over?" the younger's voice came through the phone, seemingly nervous.

"I'm outside your door right now actually, are you okay-" shuffling and a few tiny crashes could be heard from the other side of the door before it was ripped open revealing a frantic and flushed looking Jisung.

After settling inside, Minho didn't expect or rather wasn't ready for what the younger told him. He was expecting him probably tell him something dramatic or something embarrassing he did during a lecture since that seems to happen a lot but it was far from that.

"You like Felix....and you wanna ask him out?" Minho repeated, voice devoid of emotion, the total opposite of what he was feeling inside, he felt as though somebody was violently tuggin on the strings of his heart, he wanted it to stop, he wanted this to be some sort of like so bad.

Jisung nodded pacing frantically infront of the older, face redder by the second. "yeah.. I've like him for a quite some time now and I think I'm ready to confess to Felix." He said with a twinkle of conviction in his face.

In that moment Minho replayed every interaction he could between Jisung and Felix and mentality hit himself. how could he be so blind? He was there. He saw the two boys relationship bloom yet he didn't take it for anything serious more then friendship. Which was ironic really since the same could be said for Jisung. Either he didn't notice, even after all these years, Minho's affection for him or he just never thought of Minho in the way he did...ever. That thought just felt like a stab to the chest. 'Not once did he ever have a chance?'

He didn't have much time to dwell on it at the moment at moment as Jisung was ranting on about Felix and wanting advice, though he didn't know why the younger thought that was a good idea in the first place since he's never dated... he's always saved himself for Jisung anyway....

"Because your my Bestfriend" was his reason, and it shouldn't have hurt but it did.

No matter how much it hurt. He's never seen Jisung like this, he's ofcourse never dated or really brought uo any serious crushes, he need his, his Bestfriend's help. He truely did love Jisung, so his happiness was always priority. Putting on the best mental mask he could he gave Jisung an ear and the best relationship advice he could for someone who's never dated.

An hour and half passed when Minho returned to his dorm, he entered the apartment discovering it was dark meaning his roommate, Woojin wasn't here, which meant he was alone. Closing the door behind him, he simply leaned against it suddenly feeling so drained as he stared into the dark of the room, he back sliding down the surface of the wall as his foot slowly gave out.

and he broke.

He fought the stinging of the tears as he felt like he shouldn't cry, he hardly did but he lost his battle as his vision became blurry and his face stained with streaks of tears, breaking out in a silent sobs, quiet sniffling and hiccups audible in the dead silence of the room even as he burried his head in his arms.

He didn't know how long he stayed there on the cold floor, all he knows is that he fell asleep and woke up in his bed the next morning. Mostly likely Woojin. The older was very observant and caring but not at all in a pushy way. Which is why when he figured something was wrong with him, like his puffy abd tear stained face wasn't enough of a give away, when he asked Minho if he wanted to talk about and Minho replied with not being comfortable with talking about it, he respected it and didn't pester him about it.

He really did wanna tell someone about it but his thoughts were so jumbled he didn't feel comfortable talking to someone who wasn't familiar with it. Which is why that evening Minho skipped classes took a 5 hour bus ride and went home. His mom, the only one he could talk to right now, the only person who will completely understand him right now.