Serendipity: The Amazing Journey Of A Soulmate

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In the greek mythology there is this legend about how humans, in the beginning of times, were weirdly born with two heads, four arms and four legs. It is said that the humans were very fast and strong beings which made even the gods shudder in fear. Zeus, angry at their might, punished them by splitting them in two, making sure to turn their heads towards the wound so that they can see what has been done to them. Hopeless and broken by the gods' cruelty, humans would desperately try to hug each other in hope their severed bodies will glue back together, as a whole. To no avail, however. Zeus threw them all on the earth, scattered in different places so they will search for their half all their life.
Even in the present, the wound the ancient gods inflicted on humans is still open. People live in a continuous agony of searching and searching for a missing part of themselves, a part that most of them never have the chance to find before they die.
Some of them never settle for anyone else, while others choose halfs that they think might be good enough to replace their lacking one. Just like a puzzle piece, its shape might fit into the picture, but the colors, the pattern is different so it's never really complete. It is believed that love is a cure for this wound we carry with us. And this is how the idea of soulmates was born, an idea that many philosophers agreed on.

When I think about Namjoon, I have a feeling of certainty that I have finally found my other half, the part that unknowingly I have been looking for all my life. I feel complete when I am with him and there is no sentiment more beautiful and more liberating than this. It's like a struck of luck to find my other half while most people aimlessly wander all their lives in seek of their soulmate. These past few months with him, despite the distance, have been a heaven I never thought I would be able to reach in this life. It felt unreal, it felt more like a prank the universe is pulling on me because after all the shit I endured, there was no way I'd be this lucky to find someone like him. And yet here he is, as real as he can be, watching me with those hooded eyes that can see through my ribcage and straight into my soul.

'Missed me, Moonchild?" he grins as I stare at him with wide eyes. I can't believe he is standing in front of me. I wasn't expecting him to return so early. When he left on tour I was scared. I supported him and his dreams, but I was terrified. I grew so used to his presence that the thought of being alone again made my heart shrink in terror. But he never gave up on me like people from my past did and now he's here. He has returned to me.
I take in the huge traveling bag hanging on his shoulder. He must've come here straight from the airport. Without another word, I jump in his arms, wrapping my arms around his neck and he lifts me up, burying his face in my hair. "How can you even ask me that? I've missed you like crazy" I say as I let him carry me inside the apartment. He lets the bag fall to the ground and closes the door at the same time, pushing it with his foot. "Mhmmm. You smell like home" he says, inhaling deeply. I mentally give myself a thumbs up for being inspired to apply a scented body lotion before bed earlier. I wrap my legs around his waist and tilt my head back to look at him.
"You lied to me" I pout, but lean in as he stretches his neck to place a soft kiss on my lips. "Guilty. I was boarding when you texted me. I wanted to surprise you" he giggles and I say, "Well, you've succeeded. I can't believe you're actually here" I kiss him again. As I look at him once more, his tired eyes turned a shade darker, desire dancing in his irises.
"You know, if I knew you'd wait for me in this sexy little thing you call a nightgown, I would've left Japan even earlier" he says, nibbling at my earlobe and kissing the soft skin of my neck, while his hands slide greedly under the thin fabric of my negligee. The moment he does that, my body shudders with anticipation. Jesus Christ, how I missed him! "So you're into lingerie?" I ask raised a brow, but secretly feeling the excitement crawling in my bones. "Yes, if you're the one wearing it" he says seductively with a little smirk on his face that makes one of his dimples show. "Interesting" I say. My mouth finds his and we begin kissing passionately, as he carries me towards the bedroom, my legs still around his waist. "Let's see how much you missed me, baby" he moans on my lips as he lays me down on the mattress, the sheets still warm from my body heat.