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The clock on the dance studio wall clicked to 11:45 PM, and as if on a cue, the static in Lee Know’s mind cleared like a radio in the right region.
“Where did I put it?
Right pocket?
No.
Right pocket- I said that already…Left pocket?
No... wait, did I eat it?
No, Jisung, you didn’t eat your house keys.
Or did you?”
Lee Know leaned his forehead against the cool mirror, a small smirk nagging at the corner of his mouth as his sweaty blonde hair stuck to the glass.
This was his soulmate. A chaotic, rambling yapper who seemed to live in a state of never ending minor crisis.
“You left them on the stand,” Lee Know muttered, knowing the crisp air would swallow his words before they reached the other end. “You always do.”
For the next fifteen minutes, Lee Know went back to his choreography. Every sharp movement, every move of his hips, was precise and controlled, accompanied by the rambling voice in his head looking for house keys.
Then Minho froze. The voice started humming the song he was practicing.
It wasn’t a coincidence.
His soulmate is here.
In this building.
Outside the studio.
Minho ran outside, but no one was there.
“I’m tired today,” the voice sighed, the melody trailing off into a yawn.
“I hope you’re resting whoever you are. I hope your feet don't hurt as much as they did yesterday.”
Lee Know froze. He looked at his reflection—sweaty, tired, and lonely. He had never told the voice his feet hurt.
He had only thought it.
The clock clicked to 12:00 AM.
The humming snapped dead, and the warmth in his mind vanished, replaced by the shaky breathing of the air conditioning.
He was alone again, left nothing but the lingering of a melody.
He grabbed his gym bag, his eyes lingering on the door of the recording studios down the hall.
"I’m going to find him."
The next morning
Lee know has to teach a dance seminar, so he arrives in the morning to teach young hopefuls how to be the next big thing in kpop.
While he’s in the break room, he drinks his bitter black coffee, which his coworkers say describe his personality.
Suddenly, a boy stumbles in. His hair dark, long and unkept. He wears a wrinkled hoodie, big headphones around his neck, and carries a duffle bag on his shoulder.
"Immature" thinks Minho, unamused.
"Hi everyone" the boy exclaims excitedly.
"I’m Jisung. I’m here to get my cheesecake. Sorry for bothering you."
Felix nods his head, a smile on his face "no problem. Even though you’re new, you should feel at home."
"Yes. Of course!"Exclaims Keeho.
"Feel at home. Don’t worry about cheesecake. Jake, Beomgyu, and Juhoon have even brought their pets."
Minho scoffs.
So he’s Jisung.
The guy who always throws his cheesecake in the fridge, not caring if it’s not in the right place. Who always leaves his takeout containers half empty in the staff fridge.
Who is known to always be talking.
"Fuck you and your unorganized cheesecake." mutters Lee Know under his breath.
"Excuse me?" yelled Jisung. "What’s your problem? You look like you would sue a bird for flying without a license!"
Keeho choks his water onto Matthew’s face.
"I totally ship them" whispered Felix to Juhoon.
"fr"
"I like order, and you don’t seem to know what that is." scoffs Lee Know, before walking out of the room.
Jisung stood there, a sassy look of annoyance on his soft face.
"That bitch. Who does he think he is? I seriously pity his soulmate."
That night, Lee know decides to go home early.
He convinces himself he doesn’t care about who is soulmate is, and Jackson has a party tomorrow, so he wants to save his moves.
As he’s chilling on his sofa watching I-land while petting his cats, the clock hits 11:45
Panic suddenly floods into leeknow’s brain, overstimulating his nerves.
He sees flashing lights on an elevator in the thoughts of the voice, and Lee Know instantly remembers the flashing lights on the elevator earlier that day.
The voice is terrified.
Lee know jumps up, wipes the tears off his face, and runs outside, grabbing his hoodie on the way.
He gets in his car and dri~i~i~ves to the company.
On the way, he passed Mingi, who was taking a walk with Maki, Vernon, and Kai, Mingi knowing full well he himself was not wasian.
When he reached the company, he dashed to the elevator, and banged on it yelling
"Are you okay? It’s Lee Know. Calm down please. I can hear your panic"
Jisung froze.
"Is that LEE FUCKING MINO? WHAT THE FUCK IS HE DOING HERE?"
lee know paused.
"IS THAT JISUNG THAT MOTHERFU-"
Jisung pauses
"Oh wait-
I’m supposed to be scared and panicking because I have claustrophobia and nyctophobia and the elevator stopped,
and I’m crying because it brought back all the psychological trauma inflicted in my by my abusive father who was an alcoholic,
and then someone who’s really hot and sexy comes and rescues me,
but he’s my mortal enemy, so I resist his advances,
but then he seduces me and we get married and I can’t control the eMOtIOnS wItHIn mE ThAT bEGiN tO r0uSe,
saur then we have a lot of adorable kids, but I’m a man so ask Yeonjun how mpr…….
"~hELp mE PLeAsE~~"
pleaded Jisung, in a distorted, melodic ruin, oscillating wildly between a guttural sob and a thin, glass-shattering shriek.
The elevator slowly opens, revealing Lee Know standing there, a worried expression on his tear stained face.
"A-A-Are those…..pink fuzzy hello kitty pajamas?"
Asked jisung, a questionable smirk on his smug but very kissable face.
Lee know, not knowing how to process Jisung’s thoughts, stood there🧍🏻………
"um…….
I LIKE YOU JISUNG. I NEVER HATED THE CHEESECAKE.
I HATED THAT YOU DIDN’T OFFER ME A BITE.
I’M IN LOVE WITH YOU SO MUCH, AND I DIDN’T KNOW HOW TO TELL YOU,
SO I PUSHED YOU AWAY BECAUSE I’M JUST A CHARACTER IN A STORY AND I WANTED TO FIT IN WITH ALL THE CEOs WHO BREED THEIR Y/Ns AND-"
Lee know broke down sobbing
"Please forgive me Jisung."
Jisung dropped his water bottle filled with hazelnuts, his expression one of terror and traumatization .
"What Story? What character?"
"…"
"…"
"oops…"
Jisung then fainted into dizziness and complete cosmic blackness.
143 yEaRs LaTEr~~~
"JISUNG WAKE THE FUCK UP YOU’RE GOING TO BE LATE. WE NEED TO GET OUR UNIFORMS MEASURED FOR THE AWARD SHOW!!!"
Jisung opened his eyes……
and then closed his eyes…
passing away into heaven……
just kiddingggggg……….
……he then shot his eyes open with more accuracy than leeknow hitting the camera bullseye with a bow and arrow.
wait a seco-
WHERE WAS HIS
HOT SEXY JUICYLICIOUS DOMINATIVE ALPHA RICH CHAEBOL HEIR CEO THICK-THIGHED LEE FUCK-ME-DADDY MINHO?!!!!
Because in front of him was definitely not his soulmate.
It was…an unshaven Alpha Male Leader Chrizztopher GANGCHAN Bang-me?
Jisung cried out from the bottom of his appendix, which was lost in an ocean somewhere
(probably, cuz who knows what the docs do wit it)
"Where’s my HOT SEXY JUICYLICIOUS DOMINATIVE ALPHA RICH CHAEBOL HEIR CEO THICK-THIGHED FUCK-ME-DADDY HUSBAND?!!!!
Chrizztopher looked blankly at Han with absolute mortal disgust and unfathomable pity on his stubbly face.
"What the fu-"