But also, like, it doesn't feel that wild. They've been a duet since the day they met, for better or worse, but it's something that could never be taken away from them. Even when they weren't together, even at their worst, they were still tied together. It's like fate, if there is such a thing (and honestly Min-Gi has been in the middle of too many Strange Things this year to think otherwise now), she picked them out to be together from the start. So much so that even the train took them both. Even this place (never mind the delay).
Tied by, yeah, maybe by the soul. Why wouldn't they be soulmates. If it's going to be anyone, it's them.
Min-Gi imagines an alternate scenario where he laughs and mimes holding up something for Ryan to eat before declaring it a cracker for his cheese, but he can't make himself do it. The moment is too sincere. Too intimate.]
No,
[A soft murmur as he lightly squeezes Ryan's hips before letting his hands smooth over them to tuck down the back of his jeans. Ryan's skin is extremely soft here and he loves it. Skin against skin, warmth against warmth, fingers lightly following the contour of his spine.]
It really doesn't. I think you're right.
[A beat.]
Have you ever heard of the stardust soulmate theory?
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Whuff.
That's a Big Thing to say.
But also, like, it doesn't feel that wild. They've been a duet since the day they met, for better or worse, but it's something that could never be taken away from them. Even when they weren't together, even at their worst, they were still tied together. It's like fate, if there is such a thing (and honestly Min-Gi has been in the middle of too many Strange Things this year to think otherwise now), she picked them out to be together from the start. So much so that even the train took them both. Even this place (never mind the delay).
Tied by, yeah, maybe by the soul. Why wouldn't they be soulmates. If it's going to be anyone, it's them.
Min-Gi imagines an alternate scenario where he laughs and mimes holding up something for Ryan to eat before declaring it a cracker for his cheese, but he can't make himself do it. The moment is too sincere. Too intimate.]
No,
[A soft murmur as he lightly squeezes Ryan's hips before letting his hands smooth over them to tuck down the back of his jeans. Ryan's skin is extremely soft here and he loves it. Skin against skin, warmth against warmth, fingers lightly following the contour of his spine.]
It really doesn't. I think you're right.
[A beat.]
Have you ever heard of the stardust soulmate theory?