→ Pairing: Hoseok x Reader
→ Request: Can you do a jhope soulmate au the one where you have the first thing your soulmate says written on your wrist. Can it be something in all caps (implying that he was screaming it because let's be real this boy screams a lot) (maybe funny too but I don't care lol) just a bunch of fluff. Thanks 💛
The words first start to appear overnight, around the time of one's sixteenth birthday. You'd wake up and find a couple new minuscule specks dotting your wrist. Over the next two years, new dots would appear and disappear, some forming darker than others, until, by the age of eighteen, what your soulmate first says to you, after having made the connection, has been finalized and written upon your wrist in small, cursive letters.
With most, there was only a word or two. Some variable of "wow", "amazing", or "perfect" were printed on their skin. Growing up, it was always fascinating to see your friends words develop on their wrist. You'd wonder aloud to each other about what you thought the letters would form and stay up late gushing over your sappy fantasies. It wasn't uncommon for outgoing strangers to strike up a conversation with each other and enthuse about the marks that had formed on their wrist in the signature small, cursive print.
However, you shied away from flaunting the words that had formed on your wrist. The only people who had seen were your friends and family. If a stranger were to start a conversation with you, you would avoid showing them your wrist and often wore long sleeved shirts out. You didn't want to admit it, but you were a bit embarrassed by your marking. You had always anticipated the average one-worded affection printed on your wrist, but you had gotten something much more unusual.
You put your book down and lifted the end of your sleeve to reveal your quote, bold and capitalized against your skin. You traced a finger over the letters, and couldn't help the fond smile that rose as you chuckled softly.
"AM I SCREAMING AGAIN?". You traced over each letter of the comical phrase, before letting your sleeve drop as your roommate, Jihee, walked into your shared bedroom with a bag from a small doughnut shop near your apartment.
"Hey, Y/N, I got two glazed. They were on sale, two for one dollar. Here." She said in a rush, handing you a doughnut half-wrapped in a napkin. You took it and thanked her as she pulled out her own and sat on her bed, pulling her laptop out of her bag and into her lap, turning it on as she took a bite of the treat.
"Did you seriously get loaded with work over the weekend again?" You asked, scoffing in disbelief when she gave you a quick nod. "This is the third time in a row, Jihee. I can't believe they're overworking you like that." You took a bite of the doughnut she had given you, giving her an incredulous look.
"It's fine." She spoke shortly, focusing on the - what was probably near a dozen - of important company files she had to go through for an upcoming meeting, "it's important."
"Here," you sighed, "I'll go grocery shopping for you. I know you usually do it, but I can tell your swamped. I'll make a list and go out later, yeah?" You offered, taking another bite out of your doughnut. She glanced up at you and hesitated, before nodding softly and giving you a thankful look before she focused back on her work, her eyes furrowing slightly in concentration as she scrolled through what you could only assume to be a daunting file.
You smiled to yourself and put the book you were reading away, quickly finishing the doughnut and picking up a notepad and a pencil. You took the next half hour wandering around the apartment, scribbling down the things you and your roommate needed.
You checked the list over with her, adding on a few things at her request before setting out. You headed to the nearest supermarket and got yourself a cart, weaving through the aisles and picking out what you needed. You added some ice cream and a couple snacks on the way, and before long you had just about everything you needed.
Except one, the last item on your list, which was what you assumed was studio equipment. Your roommate had written it down herself, but she only wrote down the model and brand in her haste to return to her work. Despite that, she seemed like she really wanted the item, and you were determined to get it for her.
You glanced at the scrawl of your roommate's handwriting and half-heartedly searched the shelves in front of you again. You huffed softly in annoyance when you didn't find anything matching both the model and brand she wrote down, crossing your arms and searching up the item to try to find it easier.
After a fruitless look through the shelves once again, you grumbled in irritation, deciding to check the other aisle you thought it could be in. You were pretty sure it wouldn't be there, but the store sometimes put items in aisles they were only loosely related to. Your cart was already heavy as you pushed it into the aisle, scanning the shelves tiredly.
You felt like you deflated in defeat when you searched the shelves for the third time and didn't see anything like the item on the list. You were about to give up and go home when you heard it. Excited little squeals, and was that a scream?
"I can't believe it! Do you see this, Namjoon?" You heard someone screech, high-pitched, excited, and either oblivious or uncaring as to the disturbance they were making in the middle of a half-crowded store. You felt panic rise in you and quickly lifted your sleeve to see your mark considerably darker and more prominent than it was when you last checked it. You could even see ink rising on your skin, a small heart starting to form neatly under the quote.
You felt overwhelmed. You glanced over the shelves and exhaled heavily when you finally found what you had been looking for, tucked behind a handful of mugs, easing it out and placing it in the cart as gently as you could in a panic before you turned it around and heaving into it, eager to get out of the store.
"Hey, wait!" Someone called, sounding much like the voice that had been screaming in excitement earlier, and you froze, shoulders hunching. You were absolutely certain it was him. After a rushed internal pep talk, you took a deep breath to stabilize yourself and turned around, keeping your gaze to the floor, eyes darting between the two tiles at your feet.
You weren't quite sure why you were practically buzzing with anxiety. Your soulmate, your other half, was someone who was supposed to complete you. To be fair, it all seemed rather overwhelming to handle when you had just come to perform the kind act of shopping while your roommate was flooded with work.
"Oh my god," you heard the man squeal, "look at me!" He urged you, but didn't sound annoyed or demanding, more excited and eager. You hesitantly let your gaze rise, almost immediately locking eyes with who you could only assume was your soulmate, his smile so bright and warm it could rival the sun.
You felt the connection form once you locked eyes. He took your breath away. You felt your chest heave as you gripped your cart for stability, drinking in his - frankly, ethereal - appearance, although you didn't have much time to. His smile was wide and bright as he darted to you and picked you up, twirling you around with a loud squeal before setting you down and leaning close to you, noses almost touching. His eyes darted between yours as you stood, still frozen, your own eyes wide in surprise, staring back into his twinkling ones.
"Hey, Hoseok, turn it down a notch. You're being loud." You looked over your soulmate, Hoseok's, shoulder, to see another man. Tall, with a round face and deep, wise eyes that seemed to be flooded with knowledge.
"Am I screaming again?!" Hoseok screamed, giggling to himself when he realized he had just answered his own question. Just as your marking had predicted, his first words to you after having made the connection had been said - actually, screamed. You and Namjoon both nodded, and Hoseok glanced between you two before gasping and looking at you again, grabbing your wrist and pulling up the sleeve.
"Is that-" he started, but when he saw the words on your skin he erupted in laughter. It rang loud and clear, and you couldn't help but relax a bit and giggle alongside him. "I'm sorry, God, I can't believe that's what I first said to you."
You smiled and patted his shoulder in reassurance, "you're quite loud, but it's fine."
He nodded, before breaking out into laughter again and lifting his wrist to show that the first half of what you had just said was printed on his wrist, a small, filled in heart under it. You glanced at your own wrist and saw the heart that had just begun forming was filled in as well, signifying that you had officially connected with your soulmate. You turned back to him and broke out into a nervous giggle.
"Oh, god, I'm so sorry-" you started, flustered, before he cut you off with a bright smile.
"No, it's fine! I can't believe I found you!" He wasn't screaming anymore, having calmed himself down, and pulled you in for a tight hug.
You hesitantly hugged him back, his embrace feeling warm and secure. You couldn't help but to close your eyes at the feeling and sigh against him, relaxing.
He insisted, with a pout, on staying with you for the rest of the day, and you only agreed once his friend said it was fine and waved you two off. Hoseok went back to the apartment with you and helped bring in and put away the items from your shopping trip. Your roommate brightened when you told her you had found your soulmate and put her work aside for a while in favor of listening to the story, laughter and giggles flowing between the three of you.
By the time your conversation, which had wandered from how you met and lasted a solid handful of hours, died down and Jihee had gone back to work, it was late in the evening and Hoseok was adamant about staying with you. He had whined and pouted, claiming he didn't want to leave his beautiful, gorgeous, kind, amazing soulmate until you agreed to let him spend the night, which resulted in him visibly brightening and hugging you until you eased him off you to order takeout.
When you two were settled on your bed, having both eaten your fair share of pizza, which was followed by watching a movie together with Jihee still typing away in the background, he pulled you closer to cuddle you.
"I'm really, really glad I found you." He mumbled into your hair after a while of laying together, planting a kiss on top of your head. You already felt tired from how warm and secure you felt in his hold, and hummed, leaning up to place a tired kiss onto his jaw. Your own actions startled you a bit, you barely knew him but it all felt so normal and natural, as if you had been doing this for years already. You saw him smile brightly in the dark as he pulled you closer until you were flush against him and your legs were tangled together. He nuzzled the top of your hair affectionately while your breathing gradually evened out, unconsciousness approaching you quickly due to his embrace.
I hope you liked it, anonie ♡ —Admin Noodle
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