Soulmate | Seungmin

                                    

                                          

One day, they found themselves at a small, hidden café on a quiet street, the kind of place that felt like their own little secret in the bustling city. The warm aroma of coffee and pastries filled the air, soft music played in the background, and they were tucked into a corner booth, away from the world. Seungmin sat back, a mischievous glint in his eyes as he took a sip of his coffee, never breaking his gaze from Y/N.
"You know, Y/N, you'd be unstoppable if you actually liked adventure," he said, his smirk growing as he watched her reaction. There was always that spark of playfulness between them, like they were in on a joke no one else could understand.
She rolled her eyes, crossing her arms with an exaggerated sigh. "I like adventure," she insisted, her tone laced with mock exasperation, "just... the kind that doesn't involve jumping off cliffs or doing parkour on rooftops."
Seungmin's laugh was soft, but it reached his eyes, lighting up his face in that way she had grown so fond of. He leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table. "Ah, so only safe adventures, got it," he teased. "Let me guess — reading about danger is your idea of thrill."
"Hey!" she protested, unable to keep a straight face, her lips curving into a smile. "At least I'll live to tell the tale, unlike someone who thinks climbing random structures is a personality trait."
Her laughter mixed with his, warm and effortless, filling the space around them. Other visitors glanced their way, drawn by the easy sound of two people who seemed completely lost in each other's company. But they paid no attention; in this little world they'd created, it was just them.
"Alright, Miss Adventure," Seungmin said with a grin, as if challenging her, "what do you say to coming with me to the amusement park this weekend?" He leaned even closer, his voice dropping, as though sharing a secret only meant for her.
She hesitated for just a moment before smirking back at him, accepting the challenge in his eyes. 
"Only if you promise not to drag me onto one of those death traps disguised as rides."
"Fine, fine," he said, pretending to sigh dramatically as he leaned back, clasping his hands behind his head. "We'll skip the roller coasters. But if I win you a plushie at one of those games, you owe me dinner."
"Deal," she replied, shaking his hand to seal it. "And if you don't win, you're the one treating me."
Their laughter filled the café, drawing them even closer, like magnets pulled together by some invisible force. And though neither of them said it out loud, there was a silent understanding growing between them — an unspoken promise that they were exactly where they were meant to be, with each other.

 Months had passed, and their bond only strengthened, weaving itself into each other's lives with a certainty that left everyone around them baffled. On the surface, they seemed mismatched — Seungmin, with his adventurous spirit and easygoing charm, and Y/N, thoughtful and steady, with a penchant for quiet moments and well-worn paperbacks. But beneath it all, they just clicked, as if they spoke a language no one else could understand.
One day, after spending the afternoon at a cozy bookstore, they strolled down the sunlit streets, sharing stories and making each other laugh. Their footsteps fell in sync, as did their laughter, filling the air with an easy warmth.
"Hey, if you were a book, what would your title be?" Seungmin asked, a playful grin tugging at the corner of his mouth.
She thought for a moment, rolling her eyes at his question but clearly amused. "Hmm... The Adventures of Y/N, a Mildly Interesting Heroine."