The funniest thing was retrospect.

Nothing in his life had been considered coincidence. If he lived or died had been on his shoulders. His life with and without his brother had been circumstance. Everything that went wrong with the RFA had been by Rika's and V's choices. Everything that had gone right with the RFA had been due to the members and their individual personalities.

Saeyoung being introduced to his soulmate in a roundabout way by his brother and Saeyoung introducing Saeran to his soulmate via Saeyoung? Well, that was the break in the mold.

It was impossible for Saeran to have know who he had been catfishing for his mission. It could be nothing but coincidence that Saeran had chosen that particular person to be used. Saeyoung hadn't let the information he knew about his soulmate out into the world. Saeran had already told him he hadn't seen Saeyoung once since they had separated.

Maybe it wasn't coincidence, actually. Maybe it had been fate. God's hand in Saeyoung's life.

Maybe he really was soulmates with Saeran but in a different way. The brothers had brought each other their other halves.

(That was confusing to think to himself.)

Everything was obvious in retrospect. He had just been ignorant and blind to see. Or, rather, he had been too busy. Always too busy. Never enough time to think through all of his thinking.

It was right now. He didn't have to constantly keep himself busy. He had been given time to slow down. Which was good because his other opportunity to take his time in his thinking had been blown out of the water as soon as he realized that the two people his heart had been agonizing over had been the same person the entire time.

No wonder his soulmate hadn't been drawing on him. They had been too busy trying to help him in other ways.

"Actually," they interrupted his thoughts as he mused aloud, "I had been trying to seduce you."

Saeyoung scoffed a laugh, shooting them an amused gaze. "You weren't conflicted about falling in love with someone while you were in love with your soulmate?"

"Of course I was." They admitted freely. "To be honest, though . . . best case scenario I was secretly hoping we could have some kind of polyamory."

Why hadn't Saeyoung thought of that?

His fingers ran up and down their bare arm and over the intricate tattoo they had designed and had permanently inked into their skin. He could feel the faintest of brushes against his own arm. Weird to think he was doing that to himself. Weirder to think that they shared the same tattoo.

One thing was proven correct: The closer he was to his soulmate emotionally, the stronger their bond.

He wasn't sure how he hadn't noticed the pull between them before. He must have mistaken the pull for something else. Humans were ridiculous.

He wiggled himself a little lower on the bed and offered his lips, which they quickly took to kiss him with a sigh. The double sensation of pressure was strange still but becoming addictive.

How had he lived without this?

In retrospect, he probably hadn't been living. This was so much better now that he had them in his arms.

A/N: I'm considering making this into a series, but I might just post the other stuff on my AO3 instead. Feel free to check it out if you want. I'm using the same username.