YOU’RE IT FOR ME: MOONLIGHT - chapter tensummary: you know who this person is, you

YOU’RE IT FOR ME: MOONLIGHT - chapter ten

summary: you know who this person is, you think. you’ve seen him multiple times in your dreams and it’s been happening since the moment that you had turned 16. however, you have never put a name to a face at all considering you’ve only woken up to the memory of his soft hums. soulmates exist for a reason, right?

wc: <1000 | warnings: mentions about insomnia, argument with a parent

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You felt as though everything had crumbled apart in front of you.

Just a while ago, your mother had just left your humble apartment as she decided that a surprise visit to your place was ideal because she was ‘right in the area’. Your heart was pounding in your chest while you stared at the blank wall in front of you, breathing labored as you were trying to process what had just happened throughout the duration that she was here.

You couldn’t really remember much, only remembering how you could only see red the entire time that she was here, listening to her ramble about how you were wasting your life away as if you weren’t in college at the moment. Everything was just a blur as you could recall arguing with her about the fact that you were fine without her, bringing up the fact that you had left the house ages ago for the reason that she was here, and it was just mushes of memories all piled into one singular argument.

“Star?”

The sound of a knock on the door, accompanied by a familiar voice makes you break out of your slight trance as your eyes widened at the fact that someone must’ve heard the whole thing. You forgot that your walls were thin, and the fact that it was Beomgyu who had been at the door made it even more embarrassing as you could feel your ears burning at the thought of it.

Scrambling to get off the floor, you get up to slowly open the door and slightly peek past it to see him awkwardly standing in front of you and you knew what he was thinking about. He had been at his place for the entirety of your argument with your mom, trying to sleep and possibly find his soulmate that he hasn’t seen in weeks when he could hear what had been going on next door.

He felt guilty for those times that he must’ve irritated you, making him want to come over and at least try to distract your mind so that he could at least distract himself from the fact that he was about to be borderline insomniac. With the fact that he hasn’t met his soulmate in a while, he was restless where he could’ve sworn that he was insomniac, but he didn’t want to test it and at least try to sleep for a bit; that was before he showed up at your front door with an awkward smile on his face.

“Do you want to get away for a while? I can drive us to the hill again and we don’t have to talk.” He offers, holding up his car keys with the opportunity for you to collect your thoughts without even talking to him.

It was really appealing for a moment.

“Do you want to just come in?”

Your offer caught him off guard, making him question why you were doing so when everything that had happened with your mother had just happened in the same place. He could never do that, and would rather find a getaway place as he stepped foot into your apartment that was almost parallel to his own, structure-wise. You hide back into your kitchen to grab him a glass of water as he found himself comfortable on your couch, but he couldn’t help but wonder what you might’ve been hiding behind your door with only your thoughts to yourself.

“Sorry that everything looks messy, I-”

“You don’t have to explain yourself, Star, it’s okay,” He interrupts you, making you nod in response as you sit on the other side of him with your thoughts occupying your mind.

“Are you okay though?”

He could tell that your mind was elsewhere, making him hesitantly reach out to hold your hand gently into his and you don’t pull away from the slight touch at all. Instead, you hold onto his hand and squeeze it lightly to assure him that you were still present to hear him, but you weren’t sure what to tell him considering the last time that you properly opened up to him was on the hill, where you were both more vulnerable.

Now you were in the comforts of your own home where you could kick him out at any given time right now, but you hold back against the idea. Maybe you did need some else’s presence to keep you grounded for a bit, before you could even be rational again.

“Do you want the truth, or do you want the sugar coated one that I tell everyone?” You joke slightly, but you see the serious look on his face, making you freeze up for a moment despite the fact that his hand was still in yours comfortingly.

“Whatever you’re more comfortable with, I’m here to listen.”