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I could feel a weird shift in time as I looked at the star chart calendar I'd hung up some odd months ago. I wasn't sure where the time went. It felt like only yesterday had been that ungodly early Sunday morning when I was confronting Myungjun for answers about us.
Then next thing I realized the new year was starting. It felt like it had rushed by in a whirlwind of memories. I'd moved out of the apartment building we met in, leaving Emma to her own devices as we moved in together. I'd managed to score the apartment across from my best friend again, either due to luck, Myungjun's savings or both.
Even so it had become something of a tradition now for Emma to show up with Jaehee, then for Minhyuk to wander over with his now fiance in tow to crash our Sunday breakfast dates. They had only left a few hours ago now.
Glancing from the calendar over to Myungjun, who was currently pursuing our joint movie collection in the living room, I could only smile. I chuckled at the way Myungjun's butt wiggled as he bent over to look at the bottom shelf. I knew that he knew every movie on that shelf by heart. He had learned them all long ago when he mixed our collections together. And he had relearned those he'd forgotten when he set up the new shelf he'd been promising to set up since three months ago.
"Jinjin are you sure you don't want to just buy a new movie to watch?" Myungjun's whine was half pleading but I wasn't about to give into him this time. That's how we'd ended up with the small corner of movies we'd never watch again they were so awful.
"I mean we've seen 'all' of these." I didn't need to see him to know that he was jutting his lower lip out. I didn't pay it any attention as I grabbed the step stool and instead began digging out my favorite snacks. I'd hidden them away from him in the cabinet behind the canned foods because if I didn't he'd eat them all in one sitting and not leave me any, again. He hadn't stopped pouting and begging by the time I had dug out what I wanted and set them with the others.
"We still have movies we haven't watched." I didn't resist rolling my eyes as I turned around to see him pouting at me through the window that was placed beside the stove. It was a nice feature that allowed the person cooking to connect with their guests through the wall that separated the kitchen from the living room.
I shook one of the snacks at him and watched his eyes light up at the sight, smile blooming on his lips. I could hear him pulling out different movies again as I moved away and gathered up the rest of the snacks in my arms. Heading back into the living room.
"But I don't want to watch those." Myungjun was already putting a movie in when I came around the wall. I smiled a the case, it was my favorite movie that he hated for no good reason. I set the snacks down and splayed them across the table as he came up behind me. I gave him a quick kiss on my way to light incense leaving him to settle into the couch.
It felt nice to curl up to him, my head on his shoulder and our hands linked as the movie began to play with the press of a button. Leaning over as the introduction started I pressed a chaste kiss into his nape smiling up at him when he gave me a questioning look. He shrugged and turned back to the movie his thumb rubbing circles on the back of my hand. In this moment everything felt perfect even though I knew it wasn't.
Life together wasn't perfect, as Myungjun had told me over a year ago being soulmates didn't mean anything more in your relationship. We still fought like other couples only to make up, we still didn't see eye to eye on everything, and it certainly didn't fix everything.
It wasn't like the movies I still liked to watch when he wasn't home, it wasn't like the dramas he liked to force me watch, or the stories we heard growing up. He still struggled through his classes, advancing further in his studies while I moved onto Minhyuk's Father-in-law to be's company.
There was a pile of bills on the table. Myungjun still had to be careful about whose dreams he entered and what he did in them. I still slept walked occasionally, mostly into the living room or the bedroom where Myungjun was still up not wanting to sleep.
No life together wasn't perfect but that was what made it perfect to me.