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Suho’s walking to his next class when he feels the light tug on his windbreaker. He resists the urge to spin around and kick whoever it is in the solar plexus, reflexes triggering from years of MMA.
Suho’s not sure what he expects to see when he turns around - maybe a classmate with a question or someone returning something he dropped.
But when he turns, he’s greeted with the most beautiful boy he’s ever seen in his life. Big beautiful eyes highlighted by long lashes look up at him. They’re attached to a full heart-shaped face, half-hidden behind glossy hair. It’s quite literally an angel on earth. Suho - barely - resists the urge to fall to his knees.
Suho opens and closes his mouth as he tries desperately to think up something to say to the love of his goddamn life.
Before he can, plush, full (and kissable) lips open up to let out a deep voice.
“Ahn Suho?” the angel asks.
Suho can only manage to nod dumbly.
A barely noticeable frown appears on Suho’s husband’s ethereal face.
“Do you know Kim Yeri?” The boy asks impassively.
Who?
Suho stares blankly at him.
The name sounds familiar as if he had heard it recently but it’s not bringing up anyone directly to mind. He muses for a second before it comes to him. Kim Yeri! The girl he’d hooked up with at Baku’s last party a few months ago. They had been sharing a drink and laughing at Gotak’s horrible pool playing skills when she had invited him to her place “to eat ramyeon”. He’d gone along with it just out of pure boredom and because he had the day after off from work. He hadn’t seen the girl again or really given it much thought.
Suho would never have done it if he knew that his soulmate would one day bring it up to him. He felt cold sweat break out on his forehead as he tried to figure out how to navigate this.
“...Yah, were we a married couple in our past life?” he says.
He fights the urge to start physically cringing. He knows he’s blustering, all the charm he was known for gone as he tried to lead the conversation from his old hookups to literally anything else.
The boy ignores him and repeats blandly, “Kim Yeri. Do you know her?”
Suho gulps and rues the fact that he hadn’t remained a chaste maiden for his beautiful husband. If he could go back in time right now, he’d make sure he never even exchanged looks with anyone else.
“...yes,” he admits.
The boy nods to himself before fluidly turning around and beginning to walk away.
“Yah! What’s your name?” Suho manages to get out before the boy becomes a speck in the horizon.
The angel turns around for a few seconds and gives Suho one last devastating look at his heartbreakingly beautiful eyes before he turns back around wordlessly and walks away.
“Yah!” Suho yells after him but the boy doesn’t look back.
It takes a week before Suho finally gets an explanation. A full week of searching through the social media posts of everyone in the school in search of the elusive beauty he’d seen. It wasn’t until he spent an hour trying to zoom in on an elbow in the background of someone’s instagram to determine if it was the boy that Gotak had slammed the computer shut and banned him from it.
“Y-Yeon Sieun,” a sobbing voice croaks throughout the hall as Suho was leaving his latest class. “Yeon Sieun, please come back.”
He instinctually turns towards it, seeing Kim Yeri weeping as she chases after a familiar boy in a grey hoodie. It’s not until they come closer to his direction that he’s able to discern that it’s his angel.
Suho’s not sure what’s going on but he’s beyond ecstatic to finally see the boy again. He’d spent an hour looking through Kim Yeri’s instagram a few days ago to try to figure out why the boy had brought her up to him but he hadn’t been able to find anything. And now they were both within walking distance of him.
He’s interrupted from his thoughts by another way as Kim Yeri tries to grab onto the boy’s arm.
“Yeon Sieun, please look at me,” she sobs.
Oh, so the boy’s name was Yeon Sieun. It’s easily the prettiest name that Suho’s ever heard in his life.
“Why are you doing this to me, Sieun-ah?” Kim Yeri wails. “Who breaks up with someone over text? What did I even do to deserve that? We’ve been together for a year - I deserve at least an explanation.”
What.
Kim Yeri was dating the beautiful boy - Sieun? And had been dating him when they’d hooked up?
Shit.
Suho has to hold himself back from ramming his head straight into the nearest wall.
Suho had been the other man? And it turned out the original boyfriend was the love of his fucking life? What the fuuuuuuucccckkkkkkkkk.
Sieun rips his jacket away from her reach as he turns to give her one the same discomfiting stare he’d given Suho just a week ago.
Kim Yeri falters under his intense look and Suho can almost sympathize. Having those haunting eyes pointed at you was enough to make your knees weak. However Suho refuses to have any sort of empathy for someone who was coldhearted enough to cheat on Sieun. Never mind that she had cheated with him.
He watches as Sieun wordlessly turns his gaze forward and begins walking away, leaving the confused girl behind.
“A-Ah Sieun!” she breaks out of her frozen state and makes it as if to continue to follow him.
Nope.
Suho walks the short distance over to her, blocking her path.
“Hi,” he says.
Kim Yeri startles. She takes one look at his easy smile and seems to remember who he is, face freezing.
“So, I’m pretty sure you cheated on your boyfriend with me? Which I would not have been cool with if I had known. And it turns out your boyfriend wasn’t cool with it either, understandably,” Suho begins easily.
Her face reddens as the students who had stopped to watch the drama going on begin to whisper to each other. She cringes in on herself, wrapping her arms around her torso. Suho wasn’t quite sure why she was okay being seen sobbing while being dumped but now suddenly self-conscious after being outed as a cheater. But he also didn’t understand why she would ever cheat on someone like Sieun, so maybe she was fundamentally incomprehensible to him.
“Uh,” she began, stuttering.
“I think you should leave him alone,” Suho says, before turning away from her.
“Oh and also, stay away from me,” He adds with a quick glance back at her.