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Jimin really, really wished he had a soulmate.

Well, scratch that.

Jimin really, really wished he knew who his soulmate was.

Because everyone had a soulmate. No exceptions. No solitaries, or satellites, or anything of the sort. You were destined with someone. But that doesn't mean that someone is always alive.

But Jimin here had a.. superpower, of sorts, as he liked to call it. One of the blessed one hundred ninety-five.

Red strings. Thin, like gold woven threads, tied in a neat bow from one person's pinkie to the other. Shiny, reflecting off of the light. Jimin, as a child, could see them, and still can. It never got caught, literally, but definitely has figuratively.

Basically, life was a k-drama to him and he watched everything that could happen.

For instance, if a love triangle was bound to happen, the string catches onto a bond.

Or, maybe they've lost a loved one, and are waiting for a new one. They unite, and Jimin can see it happening. The strings tread on the ground, and by chance, fate, they link together. The longer the time spent, the more legitimate the bond.

It's truly beautiful.

One time Jimin cried seeing two lovers reunite again.

(he won't admit it, but author is here to bring this information to you uwu)

And being the absolute cheesiest, love-deprived human there is, yes, Jimin has followed his fate thread before, wondering where it would lead to, and--

"... No fucking way."

There, wrapped up in the iridescent string, was a fat, ugly tree. All bound around, no discreet string leading out, just an ugly roping with an ugly knot.

Jimin began to cry.

Now, the world definitely revolved around soulmates. If you bonded, you could feel it. Can't see it, but there's a feeling. And there's no word to describe it, but you just know.

"There, there." Taehyung patted Jimin's mop of blonde hair in pity. His best friend knew he could see strings, and Jimin had ranted about his soulmate being a fucking tree at two in the morning, and he drove all the way over from his dorm to comfort his best friend, bringing two tubs of ice cream along with him.

"It's not fair," Jimin wailed. But it kind of was. Given the power to meddle around and help people, be a cupid, this benefit would only be useful to mother fate if he didn't have a soulmate to drag him down from his job.

"A tree? Couldn't I have gotten a kitty instead?" Jimin really wanted to cry again.

Taehyung was quick to notice, though. "Hey, don't cry again! Listen, your ice cream's melting! Let's crash for tonight, alright? We can skip classes for tomorrow, I'll tell Mr. Kim about it, okay?"

Jimin gave a meek nod, allowing Taehyung to take his small tub of ice cream and put it into the freezer along with his own tub, and bringing out blankets for them to crash on the large couch.

"Hey, where's your room mate, by the way?" Taehyung asked mid-yawn. "I would think he'd be crashing all over us by now. Did he die or something?" Jimin laughed, cuddling up next to his friend more for warmth. "Nah, he moved out, actually. Found his soulmate after travelling to Australia. Turns out his boyfriend could also see strands, what d'ya know.."

"Oh, I'm happy for him," Tae mumbled, definitely about to drift off to sleep. Smiling fondly, Jimin decided that it would be a good idea for him to nod off as well..

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