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“𝘩𝘦’𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘦?”
↳ a seongjoong au where seonghwa has the ability to see people’s red strings of fate— especially his own— and whom has the other end tied to their pinky. however, seonghwa has no clue as to who his own soulmate is until one after
working an afternoon shift at a cafe. a certain strawberry-haired boy walks in with something red wrapped around his own pinky. seonghwa swears it couldn’t be true, but only one thing is for sure in this world:
𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝓉𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓃𝑒?
for now let’s meet the characters. first, our two boys who are destined to be soulmates. (1/2)
seonghwa: – barista, popular with female customers – part time weeb – began seeing the red string of fate at age 7 – has helped his friends with their own relationships
hongjoong: – known for his iconic red hair – loves music, and composes his own songs – skeptical about the idea of soulmates and destiny – watched some animes
meet seonghwa’s group of friends!
wooyoung: – aspiring dancer at kq ent., troublemaker of the group
yeosang: – sarcastic and sassy, visits seonghwa at work for free drinks
mingi: – model for kq agency, kinda popular (friends w/ san)
meet hongjoong’s group of friends!
yunho: – choreography teacher at a studio and kq ent., knows mingi but not friends
san: – works w/ seonghwa, model at kq ent. (friends w/ mingi)
jongho: – lil youtube famous for his singing, makes his own music and signed to a label
– this is my first sns au; i normally write fan fictions so this is different for me – will try to keep dates consistent and hair colors – updates when possible – quote please!
seonghwa has a problem
wooyoung is curious
a look into seonghwa’s work life
seonghwa’s soulmate is...?
special guest makes an appearance
hand fetishes and.... kinks...
hongjoong doesn’t believe
love = soulmate?
two different worlds
the boys know what’s up
seonghwa just wants supportive friends :(
you all suck as friends
san said what to mingi?
yunho said what now?
hongjoong has new music coming
but jongho posts a cover today
the amount of fans don’t matter
the meaning behind sunrise
what pure friendship looks like
wooyoung is visiting the cafe
wooyoung is going thru it?
san is the whole package
wooyoung needs a moment
wooyoung’s private twt
seonghwa is up to sumn yall
san and wooyoung?
our first pair revealed
woosan are oblivious
cute boy’s like you
yeosang needs a story time
what’s going on????
one question at a time
they’re freaking out
typo in 2nd pic but yknow what hj is tryna say
not tryna rush things
san is determined
i didn’t think trying to stay in time with the dates would be a hassle but boy it’s becoming one. i may just disregard it and ask that you guys don’t pay any mind, and that hopefully the members dialogues and tweets will help you keep track <3
because it’s not really any better than what i’ve been previously working with. in my opinion i prefer the formal version before this recent update occurred. i will try my best to make use of it while continuing this au, but i hope the app creator will fix this in the near future
sorry i couldn’t update today :( but i’ve come to you with some.. slightly annoyed news. the app i use to do the fake tweets and messages updated and now theres new layouts. personally i already don’t like it, especially for the imessage feature +
hongjoong finally releases his new song, sunrise!
if you ain’t streaming, are you living?
hongjoong is gaining numbers
power of pleading
something’s gonna happen...
barista who stares at hands
is seonghwa okay??
he’s my soulmate?
need a breather
i finally made a curious cat! feel free to comment about your thoughts on how the au is going so far, suggestions, etc. your feedback is appreciated and will help me write :)
not an update but because i’m so far behind with dates and whatnot, please ignore them from now on as well as the timestamps 🤧🤧💗 (i didn’t even realize i messed up the dates in hongjoong’s previous tweets siG
seonghwa is in deep shit....
stubborn and sensitive
the group speaks up
[the next day]
what’s more cuter than dogs?
is this how you flirt?
joong is shy ><
can’t rush beauty!
all dressed up
joong no one hacked you..
“hi my sweet strawberry”
bear hugs and surprised hand holding
seonghwa shortly after deletes his recent tweet
these cheeky kids deleting their tweets and changing the caption
it’s getting hot in here
staying over the night.
joong didn’t think things through
hwa’s angelic voice
full package 👀👀
joong is not bite size
balls... in my... mouth...
woosan are official
yungi like each other?
dumb for thinking
if only he knew.
life isn’t fair
hongjoong wins this time
now you’re noticing
not most people
[ignore hair and clothes]
seongjoong’s adventure out together
art is prettier
night is young
the “adventurous” type
plot/storyline and mindlessly wrote whatever came to my mind. as i continued i realized how messy things were (in my opinion). on top of that because i gotten busy i was losing both focus and motivation... i’m deeply sorry for having to take the time off this au. (+)
as you’ve noticed my lack in updates has gotten worse and declining. i’m sorry to say but this au will be on hiatus 😔😔 my apologies to all readers and those who have been enjoying the story so far. when i first started this au i didn’t really have a set (+
hopefully i will come back with story events organized and i can further develop the au for the better. if anything i will update once in a while. i will write side, short au’s— nothing too complicated— anything to help me get inspired...
for those who are still reading i would ask that you please vote on the poll... at first i would incorporate the number of likes/rt’s but bc i’m so lazy i rather just not have them included anymore. what do you guys prefer?
don’t clog the toilet
just yunho being a scared gay
the hard way
yeo is employed
protection and lube
oomf gotta chill
we’re single, woosan.
sing him a song
been a while
handsome face likes yours
pray to cupid
good luck hwa 🥺
[reader’s choice — interactive]
help hongjoong decide which outfit he should wear for hwa’s surprise!(one of these options will influence the storyline and reveal a special seongjoong moment)
[reader’s choice — interactive]
cut the cameras
you guys picked the right outfit! special seongjoong moment will be revealed later :)))
joong is nervous
kinda hoping he meant it
hongjoong arrives :)))
everybody say good luck to hwa 🥺
lit rally crying luv!
Hongjoong’s eyes were glossy, rimmed with tears that were taunting to spill any second now with just one blink.
Both hands were clasped over his mouth, for how shock and lost of words he was in response to the scenario before him.
Revealing the inside of Seonghwa’s unit, -
there were fairy lights dangling on the perimeter of his beige, cream colored walls; twinkling like fallen stars that the older captured from the night sky.
A singular, circle table perfect to dine for a seating of two was decorated with a lit candle and a boiling pot of-
ramen with additional toppings. From vegetables to diced pieces of tofu and chewy rice cake. The auroma of the food was alluring, and the inside of Joong’s mouth began to salivate.
Seonghwa smiled a shy smile. Even in the dark the younger could detect the faint shade of-
crimson red on his cheeks.
Pushing the door closed, Hongjoong neatly placed his shoes off to the side and slipped his sock-covered feet into the We Bare Bears themed house slippers (that Seonghwa bought for him).
The shorter stalked over to the raven haired male and giggled.
“Is this what you meant by ‘surprise?’” He rocked on his heels and stood on his tippy toes— barely reaching eye level with the latter.
“Yes and no.” Seonghwa patted the boy’s hair who was now pouting. “But I’m not telling because it’s a surprise of course!”
“Ah nothing. I’m just so curious that I can’t stop thinking about what you prepared for me.”
“Sorry baby, but you’ll just have to wait.”
That petname struck Hongjoong’s heart and some warmth, kind of feeling spread across his chest.
Hongjoong whined, impatient but anticipating what this ‘surprise’ might be.
A thousand of questions were making his head spin which eventually led to him drawing out occasions that could potentially happen.
/Pfft, maybe once in a blue moon./ Joong ‘tsked’ under his breath.
The same feeling he thought he was incapable of experiencing since his previous relationship.
But ever since he met Park Seonghwa that day their friends were invited to the cafe San works at, a strange and unexplainable force tugged him toward the barista.
The rest, -
well, it’s all history. You know how the story goes...
“Shall we eat?” Seonghwa pulled out the chair, gesturing the red haired boy to take a seat.
Joong playfully curtsied before sitting down as the older pushed him closer to the edge of the table.
should be marrying seong—
seonghwa in soft hours
“Strawberry cake!” Hongjoong practically squealed like a high school girl after saying ‘Hi’ to their crush.
Seonghwa was cutting a slice for himself and set it ontop of a small plate, licking the butter knife clean from the frosting.
“Ooh is that for me?” The strawberry-
lover reached over from his side of the table, arms outstretched, attempting to grab the plate topped with his favorite flavored cake.
Instead, a sharp pain shot throughout the back of his hand and Hongjoong yelped. Quickly drawing back his arms and clutching his hands to-
rebuttaling against Hwa’s claim about him being “too full to have strawberry cake” and that he has “enough room” to store some sweets in his tummy.
Because when it comes to dessert, there’s always available space to consume sugary treats.
won’t have any room for some strawberry cake.” Seonghwa simply stated, piercing his fork through the three layered dessert.
Hongjoong rolled his eyes and leaned back in his chair with his arms crossed.
Not even five seconds had passed and the younger began to whine, -
his chest securely.
Brows furrowed with the constrasting sight of his bottom lip jutting out, Joong glared at the latter across of him who wore a smug look on his face.
“What the heck was that for? What about my slice?”
“You said you were full, so I just assumed your stomach-
“Fine you big baby.” Seonghwa surrendered, giving in to the smaller’s needs. “Only because you’re so damn cute...” He inaudibly muttered— or so he thought he did.
Another argument later where Hongjoong insisted that he help Seonghwa clean up, the older-
stubbornly declining his request, and the younger tuning out the latter’s words, Seongjoong were finally able to move on to their next activity together for the night.
Watching a Studio Ghibli film of Seonghwa’s choice: Grave of the Fireflies.
“Have you seen this movie before?”
“Umm... No,” Joong admitted. “But I heard it’s pretty sad so if you catch me crying like an ugly wreck please ignore what you see.”
Seonghwa chuckled. “We can cry together. No matter how many times I watch this I always end up a sobbing mess.”
joong’s movie commentary
invested in the movie
Seonghwa gently nudged Hongjoong’s side. “Psst, aren’t you gonna eat your popcorn?”
“Oh— Yeah, I almost forgot.” The latter grabbed a handful and stuffed the entirety of it into his mouth.
It was clearly evident that all of his attention was devoted to the screen before them.
[‼️ contains spoilers of the movie they’re watching]
Hongjoong’s sniffling grew more apparent as the film was nearing its ending.
Setsuko, the protagonist’s little sister, passed away due to malnutrition, thus following up to the event that the brother
Being it was his first time seeing the movie, Seonghwa sunk back into the cushion of the couch and left Hongjoong to his own entertainment.
Stealing [obvious] glances every so often, careless if the younger caught him in the act of doing so.
cremates her. He then carries his sister’s ashes in the tin that had once carried her favorite candy...
Despite the unfortunate events that both characters have suffered since the beginning, the movie’s ending portrays a happy and healthy Setsuko and Seita.
Their spirits roam free, surronded by fireflies, as they overlook modern-day Kobe and its civilization many years after war had washed away their city....
Hongjoong wipes away his tears with the sleeves of his turtleneck, whimpering softly.
“I’m sorry, Joongie... Was that too sad for you to watch?” Seonghwa wears a look of concern, though his expression remains soft yet full of worry for his soulmate.
The red haired male shakes his head and forces a laugh. “No, no.. I tend to get very emotional especially-
when it comes to movies like this. I enjoyed it though!”
Seonghwa set aside the bowls of unfinished popcorn and grabbed Hongjoong by his waist, pulling him closely against his chest as if he were afraid the other might run away.
“Ssshh... A little longer.”
Feeling undefeated, Joong gave in to the warmth of Hwa’s arms around his small figure and nuzzled his head in the crook of the latter’s neck. Inhaling the scent of his expensive cologne (he wore just for tonight).
seonghwa is overwhelmed, in a good way
yeo is still curious
spit in his food
“So,” He clasped his hands in his lap, tilting his head to the side like a confused puppy being told a command. “When’s the surprise? Or are you still holding off on it...”
Seonghwa chuckled at Hongjoong’s earnest curiosity. As much as he would love to keep stalling time-
by preparing more activities for them to do together, it was either now or never that he drop the ultimate bomb.
And Hwa settled for /now./ Because ‘never’ was /never/ an available option for him to choose in the first place.
Hongjoong stretched his arms over his head, silently yawning to himself feeling tired from the night’s events shared with the owner of the apartment unit.
He plopped down on the couch, just two inches apart from Seonghwa, and turned to the older with a soft smile on his face.
In an alternate timeline where he doesn’t perform the song he prepared for Hongjoong would /never/ exist. He wouldn’t allow that to happen.
Not after those longing, dreadful years he’s spent mindlessly turning the pages of the book on his life, skimming the ink-
till he landed on the chapter where he finally meets his soulmate...
“No more holding it off, baby.” The older chuckled, ruffling the boy’s hair.
Hongjoong felt himself grow smaller and shy at the said petname he was refered to.
“Do you trust me?”
“W-what?” Hongjoong looked up from his phone, immediately pressing the power button on the side to turn it off.
He wasn’t about to expose his own secret private twitter account.
“Do you trust me?” Seonghwa repeated himself once more for clarity-
and the sake of Hongjoong reassuring himself that his ears were not deciving him.
Seonghwa neared the smaller, looking down at his tiny figure who sat helplessly on the couch. Eyes wavering.
Slowly sinking backward into the cushion with each step that Hwa took.
Hongjoong squeezed his eyes shut and turned his head to the side. Heart racing, the pounding sound echoing throughout his ears.
“I.. do..” He muttered breathlessly.
His scent, intoxicating. Joong could practically feel the older’s breath faintly careesing his cheek.
But what he didn’t expect was the light to fade away into nothing but darkness behind closed eyelids, and the silk-like feeling from the material that was blindfolding him from seeing the outside world.
“I promise I won’t do anything to you, just sit tight.”
Doing the unthinkable, Seonghwa pressed his lips to the soft skin of Hongjoong’s cheek and smiled.
The red head shyly cowering away, tugging at his sweater paws.
A clang here. An “ouch” there. Some shuffling back and forth on the ground. Hongjoong’s patience gradually wore thin.
Roughly 10 minutes had passed— or so Joong estimated to his best guess— and he was still sitting on Seonghwa’s couch, silk blindfold wrapped around his eyes.
He would manuver his head every so often and crane his neck in the direction of the sounds that were being produced by the apartment owner.
“Are you alright? Let me just help you Seong— Woah!” The younger stood up only to fall backward on his bum, landing on the-
plush, comforter of the couch’s seat.
“No, I got it. I’m almost done just a few more things baby and I promise you can take off that blindfold.”
There he goes again calling his soulmate /baby./
“Hey, by the way, why do you have a silk blindfold?”
“No reason. Why? Would you rather I use it on you in a more appropriate setting?”
“I- I don’t know what you’re talking about! Just shut up and finish whatever you’re doing!”
“Are you ready Joongie?”
“Yes, yes! I wanna see!”
“You can take off the blindfold now.”
Simply untying the loose knot of the material at the back of his head, Hongjoong squinted his eyes. Trying to adjust to the sudden change of light illuminating the room.
His vision cleared and the decor which Seonghwa struggled to put together came into view.
Joong’s mouth parted making an ‘O’ shape as he was greeted with the sight of the background.
The fairy lights were rearranged. Glimmering, drooping from the ceiling to the floor-
Seonghwa pulled the chair paired with the dinning table and positioned it a few feet away, leaving a short span of distance from where he would sing.
“Here, sit sit Joongie.”
The boy giggled and comfly rested his bum on the chair, brushing his bangs off to the side of his face.
Despite the fact that he was conscious of /this/ being the “surprise” Hwa mentioned earlier, he was awestruck that the raven haired boy took the time out of his days to plan and come up with such a concept.
“Oh wait, you deserve a front row seat for this.”
against the curtain that was supporting its composure.
Seonghwa was perched on a high stool, microphone stand in front of him and his laptop setup off to the side on a stray end table.
Hongjoong’s mind was partially cloudy, finding it difficult to wrap his head around the-
The latter retreated back to his original spot, clearing his throat and switching the ‘on’ button of the microphone.
He tapped the windscreen, “H-hello. Is it working?” His voice echoed through the speakers. “Ah okay!”
Hongjoong couldn’t help but to giggle at Hwa’s antics.
“So...” Hwa chuckled awkwardly. “Gosh I’m so nervous,” He wiped away the sweat from his palms on his jeans and adjusted the stand to suit his height.
“Fighting!” Hongjoong exclaimed, fist bumping the air as the corner of his lips tugged into a wide smile.
I want to take away all the hurt and pain you feel, and be that person you can lean on for support when you need it the most. I’ll be your number one fan and the reason as to why you wake up smiling everyday... Kim Hongjoong, this song is for you.”
Seonghwa let out a deep breath and straightened his posture.
“Tonight, I prepared a song for you. Lately it’s all I’ve been listening to because it reminds me of you. Of /us/ and how much I want to be there for you in your darkest and most happiest times. -
/대신 울어주고 싶고 내가 대신 아파해주고 싶어요 다신 그대의 마음에 상처가 나지 않았으면 해요/
As if on cue when the song had met its end, the decorative lights that were hanging behind Seonghwa began to flicker like fairies dancing in the dark of a forest.
Hongjoong’s eyes sparkled brighter than the stars up in the night sky looking down on Korea.
The talker approached the younger whose attention fixated on the male towering over him.
Shortly after, posing on one knee as he took Hongjoong’s small hands and held them delicately in his much larger ones. The pad of his thumb caressing and lightly grazing Joong’s skin.
“Kim Hongjoong... Will you be my boyfriend?”
“Oh my— Of course Seonghwa! I would love to! I’m— Oh gosh...”
Through the tears and smiles as well as the soft giggles of laughter, Seonghwa scooped the latter off the chair and in his arms where the red head belonged.
The faucet behind Hongjoong’s eyes were overflowing and he granted his tears to continously stream down his cheeks...
“Even when you cry you’re so pretty, baby.” Seonghwa cooed.
“Stop... I’m so embarrassed all I’ve done tonight was cry.”
“It’s okay, because I was there to-
Joong opened his mouth to speak but no words were projected nor could he fathom his thoughts in order to find the perfect sentence he was searching for.
Hwa simply kissed the back of Hongjoong’s hand and pressed it against his cheek before pulling away.
wipe your tears away, love.”
Seonghwa pressed the tiny male against his chest, resting his chin on the top of Joong’s head while soothingly rubbing his back.
“That was the best surprise, Seongie. Thank you...”
[ as promised, earlier i ran a poll asking you, the readers, to pick hongjoong’s outfit. because you guys voted for the correct option you have unlocked a special moment between seongjoong :) ]
“Do I have a string?”
Hongjoong crooked his head at an angle and stared intently at the latter sitting before him, awaiting an answer.
“Do I?” He repeated the question once more.
Then suddenly, a mereinch of space kept the male’s faces apart.
Seonghwa had intwined his fingers with Hongjoong and zealously tugged the younger in his direction.
With more force behind Hwa’s actions and they would have accidentally experienced their first kiss with-
Joong stammered, “W-well I-I... Umm...”
Seonghwa released his grasp on Hongjoong and trained his focus on to the greenery that surrounded them. Leaning back with his weight supported by his arms and hands that pressed into the freshly-cut grass beneath them.
The raven haired boy ghosted his fingers across the skin of Joong’s palm, trailing upward, and halting at the valley between the smaller’s fingers.
A gust of wind pushed past Hongjoong’s face. His red locks flowing along with the breeze.
each other as soulmates...
Seonghwa’s dumb (cute, pink, plumped) lips jerked in a mischievous smirk spelling nothing but trouble for the other.
“Would you believe me even if I said yes?” Hwa tested, egging the younger and anticipating his response.
could slice through a thin layer of someone’s finger if they dared to ever touch that part of his face...
The shorter frowned.
A man so beautiful like Park Seonghwa spent his days occupied and held up in a minimal, aesthetically pleasing cafe serving drinks and working a cash-
Hongjoong blatantly surveyed the latter in his natural and calm state of mind. Quietly observing and taking in Seonghwa’s facial structure along with the rest of his figure.
From the tips of his coal colored hair, to his boopy nose and pudgy lips, down to his sharp jawline that-
him feel annoyed for Seonghwa.
The latter who overheard Hongjoong under his breath cocked an eyebrow. Now staring at him.
“You just made a sound right now like you were irritated by something. Is there anything wrong?”
Hongjoong cursed Seonghwa-
Not to mention the amount of female costumers who personally visited him and would drool from where they sat as they gawked at the barista.
“Tsk.” Joong tutted his tongue and rolled his eyes at the mere thought. Just picturing it in his mind was disturbing and made-
in his mind for having such a strong sense of hearing.
“No it’s nothing I just—“
“Are you upset because I won’t tell you about the string that I /visibly/ see around your pinky finger?”
Hongjoong made a face.
/You’re way off.../
“Um, no? .... Wait! What did you just say?”
Seonghwa chuckled at Hongjoong’s reaction. “You heard me.”
Mystified, Hongjoong began to examine both his left and right hand. Skeptical upon what Seonghwa indirectly disclosed to him, his words resounding.
/The string that I visibly see around your pinky finger.../
That day the odd pair ditched their private picnic area for a local food vendor lined across the bustling streets of Hongdae.
The two males stood off to the side munching on mozzarella stuffed corn dogs.
Hongjoong drizzled ketchup on his while Seonghwa decided to eat it plain with the added coat of sugar they offer to dip the corn dog in.
“Mmm! This is so good, Hwa! Wanna try mine?”
Though their orders were no different from each other, Hongjoong’s personal addition-
of the tomato sauce condiment on his was quite contrasting in comparison to Seonghwa’s bland, simple taste.
Seonghwa leaned over, mouth ajar (with a string of saliva attached to the roof of his mouth and to his tongue as his lips parted open).
Paralyzed at the [erotic] sight of Seonghwa’s face and his imagination carrying out obscene fantasies— without rationalization, Hongjoong retreated his hand that held on to the stick of the corndog.
Seonghwa peered at the latter through his long, fluttery eyelashes.
Confusion clearly evident in his expression.
“What’s wrong? I thought you wanted me to try...”
Now the older’s cheeks were flushed a deep shade of crimson red; Seonghwa was flustered and taken aback that he may had misjudged the younger’s offer.
/Snap out of it you pervert!/
The shorter shook his head, and with his free hand aggressively slapped the left side of his cheeks.
“S-sorry Hwa... I thought there was a bug flying by and I didn’t want it on the food...”
“... Oh... It’s okay haha.”
/Whew, he bought it. -
Close one, Joong. No more having those thoughts you perv./
“Thanks for... today.” Seonghwa scratched at the back of his neck, avoiding eye contact with the strawberry head boy.
Hongjoong perched himself on his tippy toes and gave a close lipped- smile, eyes taking the-
shape of crescents. He poked Hwa’s cheek and giggled.
“No, thank /you/. I didn’t mean to interrupt your plans.”
“Ah no, it’s okay I didn’t really have anything planned anyways...”
An awkward silence swept through them. Seonghwa looked everywhere but at Joong’s direction.
Hongjoong picked at the loose string of his sweater.
“You should get going now while there’s still light out.” Seonghwa finally spoke.
The shorter nodded. “Right... Bye Hwa, see you later.” Hongjoong turned on his heel to walk off but something wram caught on to his thin wrist.
He peered over his shoulder and felt himself blush.
Seonghwa, shy and timid, chewed on his bottom lip. Hesitant to project what his mind was relaying to him.
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