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Mingi may never understand the meaning of true love, that same love that marked everyone's body. And for a long time, he never expected someone to fall in love with him. That was until he met San. Until he realized he was in love. On a lazy night, when they were eating noodle soup and Mingi had said an awful pun, making San laugh so hard that soup came out of his nose. It was awful, he couldn't decide if he wanted to help or laugh at him, finding it disgustingly hilarious. But as odd as it could be, he thought it was cute, adorable even. "Ok, then tell me." San leans forward, looking him in the eyes. "If you could have marks, would you be ready to be my soulmate, Mingi?" "Absolutely!" Mingi wouldn't have agreed to this shit if he knew that getting a tattoo would hurt so fucking much. +++ ateez fanfiction | soulmate au ©rainymartiny born from my disbelief in fate and how i got my second tattoo
00. GETTING PEN AND INK
