❥ Soulmate AU; Where your soulmate gets a mark on his skin, the moment you fall in love with him.

• Semi x Een •

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"So, let me get this straight. For your coursework, you've been compiling a portfolio of 15 works, with that strider guy," Semi says, sipping some coffee, "And now you have to write a revised, final draft of every single thing you've done?"

"Yes."

"How many works have you done so far?"

"Eight, and a half. Reiji hasn't finished the second half of our latest one."

Takeru shifts in his seat, reaching for the butter and spreading some on his toast. "And how long is each work?"

"Around two thousand words. Four thousand, tops."

"What the fuck."

Semi almost coughs up his drink, placing a hand over his mouth. Takeru looks a little started, going back to his usual bored expression before he takes a bite.

"That's going to be a lot of work..."

"Yeah. That's why it's called a 'coursework'." I explain, taking my cleared dishes to the sink. "I'll load these and go. Eita, can you give me a ride?"

"Yeah wait." He stands up, picking up his glass of juice before he follows me to the sink. Picking up my backpack, I say goodbye to Takeru, who nods and then the two of us head outside to the parking lot.

"I have two assignments due on Sunday which I haven't started." Semi lets me know, when I climb to the back of his motorcycle. "I didn't think Calculus would be this hard."

"What, really? Then why don't you come with us to the library to do your assignments too?"

"Nah." He responds, eyes not leaving the road, but I could see his reflection from the mirror on the left and he has a little smile on his face. "I can't concentrate, if I do that."

"Oh."

"Een."

"Okay, fine. How is the volleyball club coming along?"

Semi lets out a loud grunt in response. "There are about 20 people who are competing for the position of the setter," he finally says, "And they'll be picking two people out of that. Seriously, being the setter is the hardest to aim because there's only one in each team."

"You really are gonna try hard for that, aren't you?"

"Of course. Have you ever seen me slacking?"

I giggle in response. To some extent, Semi is annoying but he is so in a teasing way and that never fails to make me laugh.

"Nope, Sir. Never have I ever."

I can see the way he takes a glance at me from the mirror of the bike once again, and when I tighten my grip on his waist and hug him closer, he continues to have the faintest of smiles throughout the entire ride to college.

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"Hello?"

"Aimee? Hi..." I find myself struggling a little with words while I dunk some churros into chocolate sauce. Semi sits in front of me, eating soy-dunked tofu but I can tell that he is listening to what I'm talking about. "The thing is... We got an extra ticket for the concert!"

"What the heck do you mean, you got an extra ticket?? No one just gets extra tickets out of nowhere!" Aimee sounds very much done with me, and it hasn't even been ten seconds into the call.

"Fine! Hichimiya and I bought an extra ticket because we want to see you!! We haven't met up in weeks and I miss you!" I say in a pouty voice. This voice almost always works with Semi, but Aimee...

"I told you not to get me one!!! I really don't want to go to the concert, I'm really busy with-"

"BUT BTS WON'T COME TO TOKYO FOR A WHOLE YEAR AND JIN IS GONNA ENLIST IN THE MILITARY SOON SO THIS IS OUR LAST CHANCE IN YEARS AND I GOT IT FOR THE VERY LAST DAY OF CONCERTS TOO SO IT'S GONNA BE THE MOST EMO ONE AND-"

"Een, what's wrong. Did Semi say something?"

Uh oh.

Sometimes, I tend to forget that, as much as Semi knows me, I have best friends like Aimee, Tendou and Hichimiya who know me just as much, if not better.

"Uh... Well, the thing is..."

"I will kill him. I will-"

In front of me, Semi raises an eyebrow at my panicked expression.

"There's something... personal I want to talk with you about!!" I find myself yelling into the phone out of nowhere. Now, Semi looks very alarmed, and there is a pause from Aimee's side, as well.

"What... What in the name of... What the fuck could be so personal that you... Oh my God."

"Mmhmm."

I had no idea what I was agreeing on to, no idea what Aimee was thinking, but suddenly, her voice becomes a bit urgent as she yells out an 'OHMYGOD' so loud that even Semi hears it and raises both his eyebrows at.

"Shhhhhh. I really just want to talk to you and Hichi about it, so, if you will..."

"Een, you didn't have to buy me tickets just for it, you could have just said that earlier!"

"I really wanna have fun too, so, please? This weekend, can we meet for the concert?"

There is no pause and Aimee instantly agrees, sighing a bit before she hangs up the call.

"Well. That worked."

Semi does not say anything in response, instead getting up from his seat and going to load the dishwasher. My curiosity makes me finish up my snack and join him, following him into our room.

What I had not expected was that he'd pull me to the corner of the room, his face inches from mine and looking right at my lips.

"W-What-"

I could feel Semi's hot exhale on my face, and I could feel my whole body heating up and a chill running through my bones at the way his eyes look so sultry and he has his lips parted a little.

"Eita-"

"What are you going to be telling her, then?" He asks, and his voice is so low that I could barely hear him over the sound of the air conditioning unit. My hands are pressed up against him, his chest going up and doing just as fast as I could feel my own.

It's been so many months since we started to date and even live together, and yet, I could never get over that thrilling excitement I feel whenever he was near me. I'd like to think that he feels the same, and at times like this when I could feel his hands tremble a bit when he cups my cheeks, I am so glad that I'm not the only one who feels that way.

"You taste like chocolate on my lips." He mumbles, licking his lips a bit after he kisses me. "What are you gonna tell her? That I do this to you?"

"E-Eita--"

One of his hands trail down against my waist, grip tightening while he presses his lips on my neck.

"Or this?"

"Eita- Ah!" I choke out, when I feel his nails digging into my skin. Good God. The fact that I haven't died from multiple cardiac arrests is beyond me.

"What will you tell her?" He queries again, and I can feel the sheen of sweat on his forehead while he waits for my answer.

"I-I'll think of s-something-"

"Een."

It takes me a moment to respond, because I got so distracted from the way he had grabbed a fistful of my hair. What even is air?

"Mmm?"

"I'll help you with that."

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a/n: i am back and i am double the nasty that i was when i wrote the last chap, heLP-