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JOSHUA HONG + "I'm yours"

soulmate au /// 511 words /// warnings: none

"Do you think it'll hurt?" you asked, swinging your feet from the rooftop, staring at the sunset. "The soulmate marks, I mean."

"Why would they hurt?" Joshua laughed, nudging your side. "You're so dumb. It's a gift from the world -- our chance to find our destiny, our perfect person. Even if it does hurt, it will be worth it."

You hummed in thought. "I guess you're excited to find out who you're soulmate is, huh?"

"Of course I am." He smiled, eyes full of expectations and joy. "All those years of being single and sad and in those toxic relationship and now I can finally find my other half."

"What if they're bad too?"

"They won't be," he answered after a pause. "They'll be great."

"What do you think they'll be like?" You glanced at your watch: just a minute left to go.

Already daydreaming, Joshua hummed. "They'll be pretty and smart. And they'll like my jokes. And they'll have eyes that sparkle like stars."

You looked at him, feeling only bitterness and envy. You wished you were as excited about this as him. But you couldn't be – not when these marks would mean losing him. You were already in love. Your dreams had been consumed with him since freshman year. When you closed your eyes, you imagined it was he who tucked you in bed at night. You were in love with Joshua and he? He was in love with a soulmate he hadn't even met yet.

"It's happening!" Your daze was cut short by his excitement. Eyes wide, anxious and yet so ready, he held his wrist and stared at the glittering mark slowly sketching itself out on his skin. You watched too – it was a peony.

You used to love peonies and now that would be ruined for you forever. You didn't even dare look at your own mark.

But unknown to you, his eyes had long left his own wrist. They were focused on yours instead. You might have thought you were hiding your worries so well, but he knew you better than that and, besides, he was your best friend. He wanted the best for you.

"Your mark," he stuttered, eyes widening as he recognised the shape.

"What about it?" you sighed, finally turning to look at it. Your heart nearly dropped. Were you hallucinating? Was this real? "This can't be–"

"We're soulmates!" he exclaimed, unable to believe it. A laugh pulled through him. "You and I. We're soulmates."

"I'm sorry," you found yourself whispering, sad for him all of a sudden, worried you'd disappointed him. "You were so excited but it's just me–"

"Are you kidding?" He pulled you into his arms, silencing your concerns. His lips pressed to your forehead. "Of course it's you." His lips pressed to your cheek. "You're perfect – you’re exactly what I wished for. You're my soulmate – mine."

You barely registered the moment his lips claimed yours, but your heart threatened to beat out of your chest with joy.

"And I'm yours," he whispered against your lips.