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Jun hates it. Jun hates this world. He hates the cruel world that forced his soulmate to drag a blade across his skin. It hurts but Jun can’t be mad at his soulmate, it was this world which drove his other half to hate himself. He can only imagine the pain he was feeling on the inside that drove him to hurt himself so even if it hurts Jun too, he will endure it. Jun hates all the people who caused his soulmate to self-harm.
And if… Jun hates this possibility the most, if his soulmate was depressed for the sole reason that the universe hated him so much that he had to suffer meaninglessly. Then, Jun would shield his soulmate from everything in the universe.
The stings of pain stop and Jun wonders if his soulmate was done for the night. He hopes the cuts stop. He always does. It breaks Jun’s heart every time. The cuts are mostly on his thighs and shoulders with some of them on his stomach and ribs. Some of the cuts will never heal, they ended up reopened too regularly. Others have been scarred forever. Once, intentional or not, his soulmate carved “NO” on his shoulder. It never faded. In that moment, Jun had felt as if their emotions had connected because nothing else could have explained the sudden intense pain and suffering he felt in his heart.
“I guess that’s it for tonight,” Jun murmurs to himself. He rolls down his sleeves and tucks himself into bed. He stares at the glow-in-the-dark star stickers he has on his walls— he wants to find his soulmate quickly before anything irreversible happens.
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Today’s the day Jun moves into his new uni dorm. He’ll be rooming with three other guys apparently. As long as it has a place to sleep and heaters in the shower, Jun will be fine. He’s lived in worse conditions, really.
He stands nervously in front of the door. Before he can knock, the door swings open.
E-Eh?!
In front of him stood a dude with indigo blue hair and a smile that could light up the whole world.
“Save me!” He yells, smile disappearing quickly as the sounds of footsteps grow louder and jumps into Jun’s arms.
Jun manages to catch him and he releases a sigh. That was… unexpected. Behind indigo haired dude, Jun sees a short dude with black hair. His eyes seem to glint maliciously.
“KWON SOONYOUNG! How dare you jump into a stranger’s arm?”
Ouch. If glares could kill Jun would be six feet under. He figures that he should at least introduce himself, “I’m Wen Junhui, the new roommate?”
“Oh! I’ll help you bring your things in. Lower me down please.”
Jun lowers Soonyoung down as he had requested. Both Soonyoung and Jun move his things into the hall as Jihoon retreats back into the dorm.
Soonyoung continues babbling as they bring Jun’s things in, “Jihoon isn’t that scary usually, he’s just mad that I forgot to tape my feet while dancing for the millionth time. So, well of course I ran away! Right into your arms, my knight in shining armor,” Soonyoung poses dramatically.
Jun couldn’t help but laugh. Maybe this dorm life wouldn’t be so bad after all.
“You dance? I dance too! I’m a Dance major actually.”
“Sweet! I’m a Dance major too! My stage name is Hoshi, which means star in Japanese! And Jihoon’s a music major and his stage name is Woozi. I forgot what it meant but don’t tell him that.” Soonyoung says, giving him the stink eye.
Jun explains that he doesn’t have a stage name and is fine with being called Jun. When they finally bring all of Jun’s things in, Jihoon walks in with another dude. Holy shit. Jun’s never seen anyone that handsome before. He’s almost as tall as Jun and is wearing thinly rimmed circular glasses.
“Hi, I’m Wonwoo. You’ll be rooming with me from today.” Wonwoo extends his hand for a handshake.
Jun shakes hands with both Wonwoo and Jihoon and introduces himself. They discuss chores and they give Jun the least chores as he is new. He would have protested but Jun felt that he’d need the free time, transferring to a Uni mid-semester was never easy.
Wonwoo leads Jun to his room as Jihoon drags Soonyoung into another room. However, Soonyoung doesn’t look too worried. If it were Jun, he’d be terrified.
The room is quite big with a study table, two closets and a bunk bed. There is also a cabinet filled with books next to a couch and Jun can’t help but want to look through the titles. Were all of these Wonwoo’s? And was that Hamlet Jun saw?
Wonwoo clears his throat and Jun sheepishly rubs his neck.
“I’ll take the bottom bed if that’s fine with you, Junhui.”
“I like the top bunk better anyway! And, you can call me Jun.”
Jun feels flustered. He’s never talked to someone this beautiful. He wonders how Wonwoo will look without his glasses. Wonwoo also mentions something about asking for permission before reading the books. Damn, were all of those books his?
Jun leaves the room, telling Wonwoo he’d look around. Wonwoo doesn’t offer to show him around so Jun tries to figure out the layout by himself.
Wonwoo’s room, which is now his room, is the first door on the right from the entrance. He assumes that Soonyoung and Jihoon’s shared room is the room next to his. When you walk straight from the entrance, through the hall, you have the kitchen. There is another toilet connected to the kitchen and Jun is pretty sure he saw a door in his room which should be the toilet and the shower. The place was a great! Three toilets and a hall! No wonder the rent was higher than usual. It was completely worth it.
Jun’s stomach grumbles and he looks through the fridge to see what they have. He sets about making lunch in the kitchen, it looked like he could make rice with boiled vegetables and curry. Maybe he’d make lunch for all of them...
Jihoon is the first out of his room.
“I smelt something,” he pauses, seeing Jun cooking.
“Ah, I used the stuff I found in the fridge! I’m sor- “
Jihoon shakes his head, “I’ll help you.”
“Maybe, you could help me set the table? Thank you so much!”
Jihoon begins to bustle around doing just that and Wonwoo comes out and joins Jihoon.
Finally, as Jun brings the food to the table, Soonyoung steps out bleary eyed. His lips were swollen considerably compared to earlier and… Jihoon’s lips were swollen too! That would explain why Jihoon was pissed about Soonyoung not taping his feet. They seemed like polar opposites to Jun, but fate had its ways. He wanted to meet his soulmate too but he was happy for now — A new dorm with great roommates! He couldn’t help the smile that was forming.
“What are you smiling at?” Surprisingly, it was Wonwoo who asked.
“Nothing.”