Soulmate AU: At the age of 17 you find out who your soulmate is my their name appearing on your wrist on your birthday
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There were not many things that you and Aone had in common.
He was a person of very few words, and you had a lot to say.
You smiled a lot, and sometimes made him smile from your antics, but most of the time his lips were in the shape of a hard line.
You probably wouldn't have been- kind of -friends if your moms hadn't been friends with each other. You've spent time together when your parents did, but other than that, you lived your lives differently.
However, there was one thing that you did have in common with each other.
A birthday.
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AGE: 7
You made the pact at your shared 7th birthday party.
Aone was sitting away from everyone else, drawing in the dirt with a stick. You kept glancing over to him, hoping that someone would go over to him, but you looked at the people you were talking to and your parents. They were all occupied with everyone else.
You slowly made your way over to him and sat beside him.
"Happy birthday," you said smiling.
He looked up at you and nodded.
"Happy birthday to you too," you replied to yourself in a deep voice, trying to imitate him. You haven't heard him speak much, but you'd like to think you got it right.
He smiled.
"I'll bring you some cake!" You stood up to leave, but a hand wrapped around the sleeve of your jacket to stop you.
You sat back down next to him, "Are you okay?"
He nodded and let go of your jacket and went back to drawing in the dirt.
You tilted your head. "What's wrong?"
Aone stopped for a moment and looked at you. Slowly he tapped on his wrist. "I don't have many friends. What if I don't get a soulmate either."
You frowned and turned over your own wrist. It was blank. Sometimes you would turn over your wrist in hoping that the name of your soulmate would appear even though it would only be on your 17th birthday.
You grabbed his wrist carefully with your hand and smiled at him. "How about we make a pact?"
"A pact?"
"Yeah," you laughed. "When we're 16, at midnight, we'll look at it together! If you don't have one, then I'll buy you ice cream. If you do, then we'll find them!"
"Same for you?" He asked.
"Yes."
"Okay," you said. You held his wrist for one more beat and then let go. "Let's go get cake now. I want a corner piece and I think (F/N) is going to steal one of them."
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AGE: 16
You celebrated your birthdays together until you turned 10. Since then, you barely spoke to each other except for the occasional wave and nod at school. Sometimes you wondered if he had forgotten the pact, you never did, but he was occupied with volleyball, something that you silently acknowledged was more important.
Some part of you hoped that he didn't. Something told you that he still knew, but you didn't want to pressure him in case he forgot.
"Aone's kind of cute isn't he?" Your friend asked.
You looked up from your lunch and glanced in the direction of your friend and then to Aone. He was eating lunch with his volleyball members, slowly bringing the food to his mouth without missing a beat, and only looking up when he was mentioned.
"Define cute," you said. (F/N) rolled her eyes. "He's nice."
"How nice?" she asked.
"You ask a lot of questions."
Your friend laughed. She spun your body towards him and pointed at him directly. You rushed to grab her arm and put it down. "(Y/N).... come on. Spill the secrets. You've known him since birth."
You sighed and shrugged your shoulders. "I guess, but we don't really talk that much anymore. I don't think I've had a steady conversation with him since we were 7."
"He's tall though," (F/N) whined. "I like tall boys."
You laughed. "There's the rest of the volleyball team, there's the basketball team and non-athletic tallboys. Maybe other people."
"Fine," your friend said, wallowing in their defeat. "How about your birthday then?"
You flinched. "What about my birthday?"
"What do you want to do?" She asked. "We could have a sleepover! Your parents are out of town right?"
Business trip. A business trip on your birthday. You didn't blame them though, they couldn't control it and they already apologized profusely. They would make it up to you when they came back, your family dinner would have to wait.
"I'm not really feeling my birthday this year..."
"What!?" Your friends shrieked. Some heads turned your way, you ignored them, but your friend visibly shrank and lowered her voice. "What do you mean you're 'not feeling your birthday'? It's your soulmate day."
You looked down at your food. That's the reason I don't want to celebrate. "How about I meet you on the day of? We'll go out for lunch."
"Promise?" She stuck out her pinky.
You wrapped your pinky around hers. "Promise."
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Since you got home, you've done nothing but stare at your phone. You had homework but didn't care enough to actually do it.
Your clock was mocking you. The ticking of the second hand made you want to throw it against the wall.
Only a few more minutes.
You went downstairs to grab a snack (misery loves food). You took an apple from your fridge and turned to go back upstairs when a knock on the door caused you to stop.
Carefully, you walked to the door. You weren't expecting anyone, and you knew that your friend, no matter how excited she was to find out who your soulmate was, would wait until your lunch with her.
You looked through the peep-hole and saw a familiar head of white hair. He was leaning down so that his eye was aligned with the peep-hole, but he was a little off the mark, so the only thing you saw was white.
You opened the door. "Hello?"
Aone straightened his back. "Hi."
Stepping out of your house, you stood beside him on the porch. It was a little breezy, but it was a nice one, one of those cool gusts of wind that everyone longed for during the summer heat. "What are you doing here?"
He tilted his head a bit in confusion, his eyebrow going up a bit. "The pact? Did you not remember? I can go."
He turned to leave, but you caught the sleeve of his jacket.
"No!" You yelled. You let go of his sleeve quickly and put your hand behind your back. "Sorry. No, I remembered. I thought that you didn't."
"I have no reason to forget."
You stared at him, only breaking eye contact to check your phone.
11:59
"Another minute," you said.
He nodded and sat down on the top step of the porch. You followed.
"How are you?" You asked.
"Okay."
"Good. I've been okay too-I don't know if you cared or not-not that you wouldn't care...." You paused and looked away from him. "I've been good too."
He chuckled.
You laughed too.
Your smile faded a bit when you noticed a small black line on Aone's arm. You pointed at it and his head while towards it. You ignored the stinging of your own wrist as you watched his.
The black lines slowly started to curve in the shape of a name. It didn't look like much first, almost like a little kid took a pen and started drawing lines. It took shape slowly. The shape of your name.
The neat printing was clear as night.
(Y/N)
You moved to meet his eyes, but his eyes were already on you.
You were still looking at him when he took your arm in his hands. They were rough and calloused over the soft inner skin of your arm. His gaze tore away from your eyes and went to your wrist.
Slowly, your gaze goes to your wrist too. The black curves were already clear, in the shape of Aone's name.
He smiled at you and wrapped his fingers around your wrist like you did when you were only 7. "I guess we don't have to go far to find our soulmates."
You laughed and overlapped his hand with your own.
"I still want ice cream though."
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Stay Safe - Kiwi
We be chillin and stressin with no school -Bacon
Posted: 20/03/2020