❥ 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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My phone lets out a ring at 5.14 pm.

 It takes me a few seconds to realise that it wasn't a text; Semi Eita was actually calling me.

Takeru looks over my shoulder a bit in curiosity. He knew well enough that I wasn't very fond of talking to people over the phone due to my anxiety, so when he sees Semi's name on the screen, he lets out a low whistle.

"Oh shit bye." He whispers, and then he walks upstairs. Sighing, I tap the screen to pick up the call.

"Een."

I would have liked to say that I was able to keep my cool, to pretend that it didn't hurt me... and that I wasn't bothered by anything.

But what I heard Aimee whispering to Hichimiya a couple days ago was true, even I couldn't deny that.

'It's like, whenever you keep Semi and Een in one place, it takes a few minutes for him to make her cry.'

I had to try my hardest to hold the fact that all I wanted to do then was cry.

"I'm so sorry. I just saw your text... Thank you, Een."

If Hichimiya or Aimee were here to hear that, they would have immediately said so that he was lying.

But as they say, love made people blind, and even my glasses isn't enough to get me to see properly whenever it came to Semi.

"Oh..." I find myself saying before I end up letting out a sob. There is silence on his side of the call after which he lets out a sigh.

"Een..."

"Mmm. I'm sorry I'm like this."

"That's not the thing. When will you realise? I'm not trying to hurt you, Een." He whispers.

I am not sure what I can say in response, so I listen quietly to what he had to say, instead.

"Please stop crying. I was waiting for the right time to tell you this in person, but I think I need to say this right now... Otherwise, you're probably going to hate me." I can hear him chuckle a little.

"It's stupid, Een. It's so stupid, but you've become everything to me now."

I gasp at what he said, and it seemed like he heard me on account of how loud my gasp was.

"I know. It's stupid, but that's the truth. I don't know why, but I can't help it. I wish I could be with you right now, and I'm sorry I came to Tokyo without telling you."

"E-Eita, what are you doing in Tokyo? What happened, that you couldn't trust me enough to tell me?"

I hear a sigh on the other side of the line.

And after what Semi tells me, I take my phone along with me and go outside to flag a taxi.

•••

It was weird, how much I loved hospitals. Everyone hated them, some people even cried, and some were the happiest person on Earth when they get discharged.

But I was the opposite. I wasn't sure if it was because of the fact that I liked the smell of antiseptic or because I liked the clothes the staff there wear... Semi was right, I really was a weird person.

The shopping bags in my hand make irritable noises as I ran up the stairs. I was never fond of climbing into lifts because I get nauseous each time I step on one. I am out of breath when the staircase finally comes to an end.

Semi is sitting on a bench outside a ward room on the fifth floor. When he hears the squeaking of my sneakers, he looks up and faces me. I had a different feeling of satisfaction while I saw the shock on his face as soon as his gaze sets on me.

"Een?!" His voice echoes in the deserted hallway, as he stands up with a jolt. He looked like he had a seizure, the expression on his face was priceless.

"Hi." I greet, taking an exhale. Semi blinks eight times before he shakes his head as if he couldn't believe I was really there.

"But how when why how?! I just talked to you over the phone-"

"I came here yesterday with Saya-sensei." I let him know, taking a seat on one of the four chairs in the chair bench. Semi follows me, sitting one seat away from me while he fiddled with his fingers.

"Een..."

"Um, here," I say, handing him the shopping bags in hand. "I wasn't sure what I can bring for her, so I brought juice and some fruits."

Semi looks down at my hand in surprise, closing his eyes. It felt like he still couldn't believe I really was here, and I couldn't really blame him. He shakes his head a little and he has a smile on his face.

"Mom's inside. She's awake, by the way. I'm not giving that to her, you are." He says, getting up on his feet. My eyes go wide at what he said, and I begin to flail my arms to protest.

"But I just-"

"Come on. You'll be meeting her some day. I'm sure she'll be happy to see you." He urges, grabbing my hand. At the contact, I freeze immediately; I still wasn't used to physical contact with him. I flush red even when he was in a three-meter radius of me, so him holding my hand shuts me up and blocks my entire sanity.

I quietly let him take me inside after knocking on the door slightly. A voice from inside asks us to come in, and we step in, me being a nervous wreck the whole while.

"Eita, can you- Oh." A woman in her mid-thirties sits on the bed, her eyes wide as she blinks at us and puts her smartphone down. "OH."

"Mom."

"Oh. Hello!" She greets, a friendly smile appearing on her face. I feel myself ease up at her gesture, and the two of us walk to the side, where Semi points to a seat.

"Hello," I mumble back, holding up the bags in my hand. "I um. I came to give you this."

"Oh." Semi's Mom glances at the bags in my hand before she turns to look at Semi in shock. "Is this her?"

"Moooom. What did you want?" Semi scowls, stepping to the other side of the bed. His Mom thankfully accepts the bags I hand her, and I watch the way my soulmate puts away them away and places a hand on her forehead.

"It's time to eat, right?"

"Yes, you have to tell the doctor first, though."

"I'll go do that." He nods, then faces me. "Een, this is my Mom. And Mom. This is Een,"He says, holding up his wrist. "And yes. This is her. She's my soulmate."

Before she can respond, Semi walks with quick strides and exits the room, and the two of us exchange awkward glances before she burst out laughing.

"So you're my son's soulmate." She laughs, holding a hand out. I show her my wrist and she smiles, patting my hair.

"Thank you for visiting me today. I hate the fact that he has to stay here with me on his birthday, so I'm glad you showed your face here."

"I know he doesn't mind it, so please don't worry." I let her know. She rubs a hand over her face to take a bit of her blonde fringe off from her face. 

"I know. He probably didn't tell you he had to come here. I bet you." She says. I nod, and she sighs loudly.

"That boy. I'm not actually that sick, you know. I've always had hypoglycemia, and it just acts up once in a while."

I give her a nod, as a victim of the cause myself, I knew all too well how painful it felt. Sometimes when I forget to eat I would be crawled into a ball on the floor, unable to move, and Hichimiya would have to hurry up and get me some emergency sugary drink.

Semi's mother had to be taken to the hospital last Thursday evening, and Semi took it as his responsibility to rush back to Tokyo, on account of his father being out of the country at the moment. I felt horrible for having even thought of blaming Semi for being harsh when he had only done what he had to do.

She was a socially interactive person, and I found myself being able to speak to her with ease, and when Semi steps in with a bag of food in hand, it is right when the two of us are laughing at how some nurses are reluctant on using a glucose meter.

"Well then."

After his Mom eats, we give her some time to rest and step outside. Before I do, she asks Semi to get out for a minute so that she can speak to me in private.

"Een-chan, listen well," She says, holding my hand. "Eita can be a pain in the neck... I don't even know how you managed to tolerate him all this time. But I'm glad. You seem like a nice person, and I'm happy that you're making him happy... Even though he won't show how happy he is inside."

"You aren't wrong about that." I joke, and she laughs.

"Thank you for being with my son. I hope to see you often from now on."

The number of emotions I felt at that moment was overwhelming, and I have to blink my eyes really fast to stop myself from tearing up. With a wave, I step outside, and Semi is sitting outside again, his arms crossed over his chest. He gives me a scowl, and I sit on the chair beside him. I can feel him flinch slightly at my sudden action, and he cranes his neck a little to face me.

"My Mom and you are friends."

"Well-"

"My Mom and you are friends." He repeats, emphasising the last word aggressively. "That was just too smooth. Am I going to be able to do that the same way with your dad?"

"Why are you thinking of something like that?" I cry, and he facepalms, shaking his head.

"Een," He says, turning himself towards me properly to face me. I blink up at him, and he closes his eyes before looking down at the way I am fumbling with my fingers.

"Thank you. I... I needed this."

"This?"

"I needed you." He corrects, his eyes furrowing while he turns away to look at the painting plastered on the wall in front of us.

"You're awfully vulnerable right now," I mumble , mostly to myself, but it seemed that he heard me.

"I'm not going to say I don't feel vulnerable right now, but that's the truth. Even when I'm at my most stable, I would still need you. So thanks."

I can't help the sheepish smile forming on my face at that, and his gaze turns to me, snickering at my expression.

"You idiot."

"You're the birthday idiot. You're older than me now." I point out. "Happy birthday, Eita."

"You literally wrote a speech instead of just a birthday text." He scoffs, and I squint my eyes at him, feeling slightly offended.

"I poured my heart out in that, you know."

"I could tell. That's why I didn't miss out a single word while I read it, Een."

"Stop being so fluffy oh my God," I say, punching his arm. Semi wasn't expecting a reaction like this, and he raises an eyebrow in confusion as he looks at me while rubbing his arm.

His mom had fallen asleep by 8 pm, and I didn't even notice time passing by. Whenever I was with him, it felt like the hours would change to seconds. I wasn't aware of the time until it struck 12 am in the clock tower outside, banging on the gong.

"Holy shit." Semi stands up with a jolt and looks at me. "You have to go home!"

"I really didn't know it was this late," I laugh, standing up with my side bag.

Semi looks down at my feet, and I can tell that he had something he wanted to say.

"Eita? What is it?"

"You said I was awfully vulnerable now, didn't you?"

"I did..." I say, and he scratches the top of his head a little.

"Then this should be fine." He has to say, sliding an arm around my waist. My eyes go wide as he pulls me into a hug, my face getting buried on his chest.

"Wh-Wha?!"

"Thanks, Een. I can't wait to see you again on Monday." He has to say, patting my hair with his free hand. My hands are awkwardly pressed against his chest, and I can feel his chest rising a little as he tried to stifle his laughter.

"That is not how people hug." 

"I know," I mutter when he moves away from me a little. He still had an arm around my waist, and he smiles down at me expectantly.

"If you know, then do it properly, dammit."

"Shut up."

I was glad he couldn't see my face when I wrapped my arms around his neck. I was sure that I had never felt more embarrassed before, and yet, when his free hand wraps around my shoulders, I was sure my face would have been redder than the strawberries I had bought for Semi's Mom.

"I told you I'd bring you to Tokyo, but in the end... It's more like the other way around." I hear him say. "But I guess I can't complain."

We hear a noise of a flash, and we jolt away to see that Semi's Mom was standing in her hospital robe, holding her smartphone pointed straight towards us. She smirks at the two of us, and Semi's face explodes into red color as he stomps towards his Mom.

"MOM."

"Young love!" She sings while Semi shoos her back into the room.

"U-Um, I'm going to go, so good night," I say quickly, nodding at the two. Semi has a hand covering the lower half of his face, but I can still see his reddened face while he nods back at me.

With a wave, I quickly run back downstairs, barely able to hold in how happy I was feeling.

I just hoped that Semi would see the cupcakes I had made for him, that I left in one of the shopping bags.

He really deserved them, and I really couldn't complain about my soulmate.

He wasn't perfect, the two of us were poles apart in personality; But nothing made me happier than him, and only him.

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a/n; this is friging 2.5k words do u guys even realize how much i love semi i'm gonna go cry now i love him sm i'm deceased bYE

this chapter is up earlier than usual because it's for my child TheDumbKK ;-; i love u kety ♥♥