Love at First Interaction
Anon asked: SOULMATE AUS PLEASE YOURE AMAZING (Joshua minghao jun vernon please) they can be like short mini aus too :)
Hell yeah I can do this and THANK YOU SO MUCH DAKFJDNKS
There was a chill to the air as you walked down the sidewalk. It was Thursday night and that meant it was your night to pick up dinner for you and your two roommates. The best part of this chore was that you got to pick the food. You knew what you were in the mood for, a big juicy burger. You shoved your hands in your pockets as you rounded the corner and feasted your eyes upon In-N-Out Burger.
Looking through the front windows, you saw that the store was pretty busy for a Thursday night. You were determined to get a burger, so you opened the door and headed in. As you waited in line you scrolled through Instagram on your phone. Minutes passed and it was finally your time to give your order. You were given your receipt and turned to go wait in a booth but instead you walked straight into something and fell to the floor, the word fuck flying from your mouth.
You opened your eyes and say a guy bent over, hand extended with a worried look on his face.
“Are you alright, miss?” he asked genuinely.
“Yeah, just clumsy,” you responded as you grabbed the hand he extended. You dusted your jeans off after standing and thanked the man. You looked over his face. Beautiful eyes with long lashes. Very distinct nose and sharp jawline. He was stunning. He was smirked and wore a questioning look.
“I asked for your name.” he stated matter-of-factly.
“y/n,” you responded as warmth crept to your cheeks.
“I’m Joshua,” he said. “and it’s lovely to meet you y/n”
You both continued talking for a while about whatever came to mind. You just didn't want to stop talking. You exchanged numbers and before you knew it your roommate called you asking where the food was. You checked the time and saw you’ve been talking to Joshua for over an hour. You said goodbye and he said he would text you later. You walked home content with a bag of cold, soggy burgers in hand.
Tomorrow was your best friend’s birthday and you still haven’t went shopping for him. You knew what he wanted but you just tend to procrastinate all of the time. So here you were, in the mall, twenty minutes before your shift at work. You obviously had no time to waste so you headed straight for the store you knew he liked clothes from, H&M.
You started furiously flipping through clothes in the male section of the store, making small frustrated noises when things were falling off the racks because of how fast you were looking. There was no one else in this section other than some guy so you didn’t really care about your actions.
You were going through the clearance rack, looking at the sweaters when you noticed him looking at you. You glanced in his direction and made direct eye contact with him. You quickly looked away and started checking price tags. You looked back at him a minute or two later to see him leisurely looking through some jeans. He was very tall compared to you. His limbs were long and so was his neck. His shoulders were broad and they fit him well. He was very handsome. You looked at his face and saw that his lips were pursed as if he was in deep thought. But that soon changed into a smirk and you looked up more and saw that he was looking directly at you as you checked him out.
You took a sip from the latte you bought earlier, not breaking eye contact and then he winked at you. You started coughing, choking on your latte at this unexpected, blatant flirting from a stranger. After regaining the ability to breathe, you didn’t look at him and quickly remembered your need to hurry. You grabbed a couple of sweaters from the clearance rack and headed towards jeans which is where the random guy was standing.
You were looking through the piles of jeans, trying your best not to look at the guy, searching for your friend’s pant size. As you found the perfect pair of pants you heard some rustling to your left where he was standing and you couldn’t resist looking over. He seemed to be checking all of his pockets extensively. He seemed really worried and then he looked at you and started to speak.
“Um.. hey, I seem to have lost my number, can I have yours?” he asked, flashing an arrogant smile. You paused briefly and then began to laugh loudly and obnoxiously in his face. Tears were streaming and you were clutching your stomach. You just couldn’t fathom that someone said this in real life. It was ridiculous and he looked so serious searching his pockets. When you finished laughing and wiped your cheeks you looked at him with a smile and there was an expression of pure terror on his face.
“Hand me your phone,” you said to him. When he did you added your name and number into his contacts. You grabbed the clothes you were purchasing and your latte and headed towards the cash register.
“The name’s Minghao by the way” you heard behind you.
The flowers had just begun to pop out of the thick layer of snow that covered the pathways around your city. Finally, you sighed to yourself, springtime. It showed up late this year, and honestly you were starting to wonder if it was ever going to make an appearance at all. You smiled as you looked down at the few purple flower buds you passed on your walk.
All of your close friends went on vacations for this semester break, and it was pretty lonely without them. Just as you started to sadden, you saw a bright sign to your left. KRISTEN’S CANDY SHOP, it read. As if someone answered your silent prayer for an instant pick-me-up, here it was. You walked into the small shop and the bell above the dinged, announcing your presence. The walls and center were stocked full of all different kinds of candy. There was an entire row of jelly beans, sorted into flavors and organized into color order. It was a little slice of candy heaven.
Another ding of the door caught your attention as you saw who entered the shop. His tan skin and height stood out among the crowd and it brought relief to you because you stood out as well. As you were pacing aisle after aisle, you finally found what you were looking for. Charleston chews. They were just about your favorite thing to eat in the world. As you reached for the half-filled bin, plotting to empty the entire thing, another hand bumped into yours. And out of all people it was Mr.Tall, Dark and Handsome.You quickly pulled your hand back closer to yourself and reached up to your face, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear as you muttered a slight “uh..sorry,” in his direction. And it was to your surprise that he also pulled his hand back and was blushing furiously.
As you looked at him, you noticed that he had a little leaf in his hair. You mustered up some courage and raised your hand up to the top of his head, standing on you tiptoes as an attempt to help with the large height difference between the two of you. He watched you intently and seemed almost frozen in his place, except for the fact that he squatted down a little to assist you in your task.
You pulled the leaf from his hair and into his line of vision and proudly stated “Its a leaf, and I’m y/n by the way,” flashing a grand smile at him. He took the leaf from your hand and repeated your name to himself.
He looked at you with a small smile and said “I’m Jun and how would you like to split a Charleston chew?.” And although half a Charleston chew wasn’t exactly your goal for this trip to the candy store, you were content with the amount because that handsome boy’s smile was too beautiful to pass on.
High school. The same old, boring routine. You were ready to graduate and explore the world. Not going to any college and just living your life the way it fell upon you, the way you discovered it. It was your dream. And that’s why you sat in the the small classroom staring out the window counting the days.
You made a deal with your parents that if you got your diploma they would pay for a single plane ticket to wherever you wanted to go and the rest was up to you. It was a once in a lifetime opportunity and you were glad to take it.
The teacher assistant walked into the classroom with a boy you’ve never seen before trailing behind her. She started talking but you couldn’t care to listen. You had your earbuds in, focusing on the drum-line because in your opinion it was the pest part of any good song.
When you finally tuned into the world around you, the new face was plopped right next to you looking at you expectantly. You plucked out an earbud and blatantly asked “what,” at this poor boy. “I saaiiid that my name is Hansol and I just moved here from California, what’s your name?” California? like in the US?? You thought to yourself. “uh hey, I’m y/n,” you responded, attempting to play it cool, but failing so easily when you started firing question after question at Hansol. He had this new view on the world that he could share with you, and this random seating arrangement blossomed into into something more.
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