jimin soulmate au w/ prompt 27😘😘
Summary | When it’s time for you to meet your soulmate, a footstep counter appears on your wrist and a progress program is automatically installed on your laptop device.
―“You say that like I didn’t just run a whole track field for you.”
Genre | fluff + soulmate!au and honestly i don’t know what i was thinking with the ending but i mean???? also this was inspired by a kdrama called Love Alarm. you should definitely check it out! the second season will be coming out soon.
A bright laptop screen illuminates your dorm, stirring you awake. You swore that you shut down your laptop after submitting your essay a minute before the due date. As your hand searches for your glasses on your bedside table, you slowly get up from bed.
You squint your eyes. A loading screen pops up on your screen. Out of confusion and curiosity, you trudge your way closer to your laptop. Suddenly, when the loading bar reaches 100%, you feel a slight burn on your wrist. Wincing, you glance down at your wrist and watch a faint mark begin to appear. At the same time, you receive a notification on your laptop.
On your wrist, the number of 219 is marked. You furrow your eyebrows in confusion. Looking at your laptop, you see a program installed. It shows a home screen entitled ‘progress’.
“It’s your time,” you let out a soft yelp, turning around to see your roommate, Rose. She rubs her eyes, and you assume she had woken up too.
“It’s my, what?” You question.
She looks at your laptop screen and grabs your wrist. She analyzes your wrist for a couple of minutes before slowly looking at you.
“Your soulmate. It’s time to meet your soulmate.”
The number on your wrist does not stay constant. It changes everyday. Some days, the number gets alarmingly smaller. Other days, the number gets larger. The progress page on your laptop screen shows a bar that has reached 30%.
According to Rose, the number on your wrist represents the number of footsteps you are away from your soulmate. It’s basically a counter. The smaller the number, the closer you are to your soulmate in terms of footsteps. The bigger the number, the farther you are from your soulmate. The number is only constant when you reach your dorm, where the number goes back to 219.
The program that was installed on your laptop that night is a program that shows a progress bar. The progress bar indicates how much progress you’ve reached until you meet your soulmate. Ever since it was installed that night, you have reached 65% on that progress bar.
“He must be in our building,” Rose says. You glance up from your novel.
“Probably.” You shrug your shoulders.
She nods her head at your wrist. “How many footsteps?”
You glance down at your wrist. “Thirty.”
“Exactly thirty?” She questions and you nod. “He must be here, in the library.”
You sigh. “Rose, we have a midterm in two days and you’re worrying about my soulmate?”
“I’m just excited for you, ____.” She smiles. “Aren’t you excited? I remember when my progress bar reached a hundred percent, and a couple of hours later, I bump into Minhyuk.”
“I’m just as excited as you are, Rose. But I can’t risk failing my midterm, you know?”
“Are you still considering coming to the school’s track meet?” She asks. “It’s after our midterm.”
“We’ll see if I’m barely holding myself up.” You chuckle. “If I can still walk on my two feet and if I can keep my eyes open for a couple more hours, I’ll drop by to check it out.”
She smiles and the both of you continue to study for your midterm. Little did you know, the counter on your wrist starts to progressively increase. 30, 31, 32, 33, 34...
Jimin hunches over to catch his breath. His coach checks his timer one last time and smiles. He pats Jimin’s back.
“Are you ready for the track meet on Thursday?” His coach asks and Jimin nods his head.
As Jimin heads over to his bag to grab a bottle of water, he glances down at his wrist. The number 30 remains engraved on his wrist. As he takes a quick swig of his water, the library a couple of metres away catches his eye. He makes a quick estimate. Thirty footsteps is equivalent to the distance from the library to where he’s currently standing.
He looks over his shoulder. “Coach?”
“What’s up?” His coach looks up from his phone.
“Are we done with practice?”
“We’re done for today, go wash up and get some rest. Don’t overwork yourself, we don’t want you twisting your ankle before the track meet.”
Jimin smiles. “Thanks Coach.”
Immediately, Jimin grabs his bag and slings it over his shoulder. There’s only one destination in mind, and it’s the library. As he heads to the library, he looks down at his wrist and a small smile spreads across his lips when he sees the number get smaller and smaller. 30, 29, 28, 27...
Once he enters the library, he looks at his watch again and frowns. The librarian places a ‘we are closed!’ sign on the reception desk. She waves at Jimin.
“We’re going to be closing the library in half an hour,” she tells him. “But since it’s midterm season, if you just show me your student ID, you can study in the library as long as you want.”
He smiles at her, but he immediately glances down at his wrist again. The number on his wrist gets smaller and smaller, and the beat of his heart starts to pick up its pace. 10, 9, 8, 7... He hears a faint laugh from a couple of metres away.
Seconds later, there are two women that pass by him. He watches them as they pass by. As soon as they pass by, he glances down at his wrist and lets out a soft gasp.
You decide to watch the track meet to clear your thoughts. Your midterm was everything you thought it would be, difficult, stressful, and anxiety-inducing. But that’s just how university was. At the same exact time, you can’t seem to forget your progress bar. It had alarmingly jumped to 95%.
As you reach the track field, you spot Rose standing near the front. She’s pulling out a couple of water bottles for her boyfriend and soulmate, Minhyuk. He bops her nose and she lets out a soft giggle. You smile and wonder if that’s how it’ll be when you finally meet your soulmate.
You approach her. “I’m here, happy now?”
She smirks. “So, you decided to come.”
You glance down at your wrist and your heart stops. 3. Your eyes start to wander around you, but they seem to stop when you spot a guy standing approximately three footsteps away from you. He has his back turned towards you.
“Park Jimin, are you ready?” You hear a guy ask.
The guy nods his head, finally turning towards you. You quickly look away, distracting yourself with the cheerleaders lining up in front of Rose.
Jimin’s too nervous. He knows his soulmate is here. The last time he checked, his soulmate’s exactly fifteen steps away. But he didn’t want to stay distracted, he knew that if he found out that his soulmate was right beside him, he wouldn’t be able to concentrate.
“The race starts in a couple of minutes, I suggest you get ready with the others.” His coach suggests and Jimin complies. He fixes his shoelace one last time before heading towards the starting line, completely oblivious of a woman watching him.
You watch the guy line up at the starting line with his other opponents. He’s very handsome. He has platinum blonde hair, adorable cheeks and plump lips. He looks like a doll.
“That’s Park Jimin,” Rose nudges you. “He always wins track meets. He’s the top student in our year and faculty. He’s basically anyone a girl would want.”
You purse your lips into a tight line. “No wonder... he looks like a doll.”
“That and guess what?” She questions. “He’s single.”
“He’s single?” You gasp in complete shock.
“He hasn’t met his soulmate yet, apparently.” She shrugs his shoulders.
There’s a faint gunshot in the air and before you even know it, the track runners are racing around the track field. Your eyes are glued towards Jimin. He’s currently in first place, leaving quite a distance behind him. You’re not sure why, but you find yourself looking at your wrist.
The number on your wrist is quite active. It goes up until 110 before going back down to 0. There’s only one explanation for this, and it’s that your soulmate is one of the track runners.
“____, your counter!” Rose’s eyes widen.
You can’t take it. This is too much to handle. You shake your head. Everything was starting to spin, your heartbeat was speeding up.
“I’m going to head home, my head is starting to hurt.”
“What? But your soulmate is here, ____! Why are you running away?” She asks and you shake your head.
“This is too much, Rose.” You sigh. “Besides, there are many other chances, right?”
You don’t wait for Rose to reply, instead, you start leaving the track field. Once you’re halfway back to your dorm, you hear a faint whistle from the track field. You look over your shoulder, watching all the track runners catching their breath. The race had finished. You look at your wrist and your counter reads 50 and it increases as you continue walking towards your dorm.
You hear faint yells, almost as if someone’s being called. You let out a sigh, continuing on your way. That is, until you feel your hand being grabbed. You’re turned around and you’re facing him, Park Jimin.
He looks just as alarmed as you are. He’s completely out of breath. He looks down at his wrist. It reads 0. He pulls you into a tight hug and you’re completely taken aback and confused. You look at your wrist and it reads 0.
“Wait, what?” You whisper.
“So it is you,” he smiles.
“It’s me?” It comes out as a question.
He pulls away from the hug and looks at you. “I knew it! I had a strong feeling that it’ll be you.”
“You’re my soulmate?” He nods his head.
“Of course, we took first year chemistry together and we were lab partners! Don’t you remember?” He questions. “And then I had this huge crush on you for years but then after chemistry class, I never saw you again. But then I found out that you’re a mutual friend of Minhyuk and I tried to get a hold of you―”
“I swear I just met you?” You furrow your eyebrows.
He sighs. “How do I explain this without sounding like a weird guy?”
“You don’t.” You chuckle softly. “I swear, I don’t remember meeting you at all.”
He places his hands on your shoulders. “Do you remember that chubby guy, the one that had glasses, dark brown mushroom cut?”
You blink. The longer you stare at him, you slowly start to realize it. You smile and burst out into laughter. “That was you? My lab partner? Are you sure?”
“It doesn’t matter anymore, you’re my soulmate, and that’s what matters.” He pulls you into another hug.
“You know you didn’t have to flex so hard,” you tease. “Winning a whole track race then trying to win your soulmate.”
“You say that like I didn’t just run a whole track field for you.” He frowns. “I’m exhausted.”
“Wanna come over to my dorm and... cuddle?” You hesitate.
“Jimin... I think you can stop hugging me now―”
“No, let’s just stay here for a couple more minutes.”
author’s note | i hope you liked it! i think i’ll accept a couple of more requests before finally closing it. thank you so much to everyone that has requested, i had so much fun! once i’m finally free of wips then i might consider opening the drabble game again.
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