Soulmates a vague word with different meanings for a same person.
Imagine you live in a world, where soulmates are outmost important with which your attached to a thread.
No one is allowed to chase it but you feel it the presence of a dangling red t...
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'Why my love, is it so easy for you to bring me in tears' ' ⥈
Standing in front of Mia, she was ashamed of herself. Her thoughts and memories of her hazy mind filled with bone chilling fear. Maybe it was a shitty day, scorching heat, soulmates leaving almost making her feel bad of everything that is happening in her life. Mia looked pissed, maybe she is pissed the way her friend supposedly ignored her, she had a right to be mad after everything they've been through, Mia was angry with her friend not accepting her calls usually she was pretty calm as if Mia knew her friend needed time, not usually right to tell her soulmate Ji-Hyun to send the bag without prior notice.
'I'll bring the wine and cheese, have a seat in the guestroom' Mia ordered Y/N who seemed to scurry for the room, suspicious of many things Mia takes out the expensive wine her best friend had brought a few days ago.
Entering the room Mia found Y/N, her back facing the door almost ready for a long talk, keeping the glasses in front of the table Mia had cut the cheese into edible sizes for a great experience.
'Do you want to spill things?' Mia muttered looking at her friend who looks like she is wallowing in self pity and disgust for her life. Furrowing her eyebrows and watching her the way her fingers linger on the sheets, her breathing seemed to be quicker than the usual pace.
'Uhm.. The day you left within 5 minutes of you leaving I was rejected by them, I mean.. It's not something I'm proud of but it hurts that like holding a straight face pretending that it doesn't matter where I can't cry about that. I met Taehyung before I was about to leave the place, turns out he lives there with them. Seokjin met me as he came to the house and introduced me while I saw our strings connect' She rushed her words if she were meaning to tell everything, if she was burdened by them. The way she spoke hurt with actions of strangers who are supposed to cater your needs or she was lied to her whole life. The betrayal of the sense of hope, the words heavy thick laced with hate for oneself.
'Taehyung told me it was late for me so he guided me to one of the guestrooms before Seokjin had fed me with Bulgogi and he told me he was a chef.. Which is pretty interesting' Y/N pouts with disappointment of him hiding the identity ,knowing he was the chef. Unfortunately in Mia's eyes it was too cute, she isn't supposed to know him but anyway she takes a sip of the bitter red liquor.
'Also do you know the kind man I told you who helped me pick groceries is him-' Mia choked on the bitter liquid as it burned her throat with tears in her eyes she looked at her friend who is now playing with the wine glass in her hand, her eyes solely trained on the red liquid but there was no hope in her eyes the twinkle which she always admired was now long gone, if she could beat those five for rejecting her friend she would but unfortunately her soulmate is still working for them which is highly debatable. She didn't want him to work under those scums.
