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40 ~ Soulmate AU

fuck yeah been a while since i did one of these

so its an au where the nickname your soulmate is gonna give you is one ur skin somewhere, yknow like a tattoo but at birth ok yk what i mean

i brainstormed this entire thing in like 15 mins soooooooooo

*cracks knuckles* 

John's POV

New school.

New school, its fine, I can do this. It's just new people.

Oh my god its new people.

Fuck, I fucking hate people. And I'm joining in the middle of the year, so there's no chance I will make any friends. 

It's fine anyway. I can live with out friends. 

I glance down at my sleeve and roll it sup slightly to check on the word written there. 

Freckles.

I pout slightly. I mean, it's not the best nickname. I'm sure it would be a common one too if others could say it. You're kinda... not allowed to use that one certain nickname on someone, it's not anything stopping you, its just unheard of. Impossible in a way we cant understand. 

My parents were relived when they saw it, we've all heard tales of words like dickhead and idiot implanted on people, but I got a relatively good one, if I do say so myself.

Which I do. 

God, I wonder what I'm gonna call my soulmate. Shit, I hope I didn't do something mean and give them a really bad one. 

James has the word shit-head written on his forehead, and he gets teased about it a lot at school. 

I suck in air through my teeth before walking into the new school. 

time skip? idk maybe 

185...

185...

185...

185...

Oh, right locker 185, ok.

Oh. Shit. Human interaction number one about to head my way.

There's a boy leaning on it, with an expression that almost makes me scared to talk to him. raven black hair in a pony tail and bright, almost fucking violet eyes, seriously, what? He slowly runs a finger under the neckline of his blue turtleneck and I gulp slightly. 

"Can you move?" I deadpan, not really acting like its a question.

Well, all hopes of being friends with this guy just threw themselves out the window. 

he looks me slowly up and down before moving off the locker, "I'm sorry, I didn't realise this locker belonged to anyone." There's almost a slight aspect of teasing in his voice. Gross.

"I'm new," I state simply, putting in the combination I had spent hours memorising last night. 

"Didn't think we'd ever get a new kid." He smirks and almost winks? What s up with this dude?

"Well, you thought wrong." Quickly, I dump my stuff in the locker. I physically cannot be bothered with this guy anymore. I just wanna leave him, he's creeping me out. 

I shut it and find he's still there. Damnit. 

"So, Freckles, what's your first class?"

I freeze, looking up at him. W-what? 

Did he just say...

No. Oh no, please fuck no. Not him.

He frowns at me, "What, why are you...? Oh-"

"Don't call me that." I snap, cutting him off, hoping he really didn't just say what I thought he just said. 

"Oohhhhh," He gasps, a sly grin on his face as I curse silently to myself, "Say... freckles, am I your soulmate?" 

I wince at the word. "No," I lie, "And it's not freckles, it's John." 

"You're a really bad liar." He laughs, and I roll my eyes, trying to walk past him. Unfortunately, he doesn't get the hint, and follows me. 

"Well, freckles-"

"Shut up!"

"I'm Alex, Alexander Hamilton... Your soulmate."

"No, no you are not. Not at all."

"C'mon-"

"No."

time skip

"Hey soulmate." I hear whispered in my ear and I squirm away quickly, disgusted. 

"Ew gross, Alex, stop." I protest, shying away from him.

"Aw, c'mon freckles, don't you like my greetings?" He smirks, wrapping his arm around my shoulders. I tense up. I swear this guy only wears turtlenecks. 

"No, you know I don't."

"You can't keep denying our inevitable undying love for each other. Soulmates, you and me, written in the stars!" He teases, gesturing wildly. 

"You are becoming less likable by the second." 

"You'll love me someday." 

"Just keep believing that. Anyway, if I am your 'soulmate', what dumb nickname am I supposed to give you?"

"Uh uh uh," He tuts, "That takes away the fun." 

I roll my eyes. 

time skip

"Are you really my soulmate?" I ask, denying reality for the millionth time. 

"Tell me freckles, has anyone else ever called you that?" He asks, lazily leaning against my shoulder. 

I have to pause. "No."

"See, you and me-"

"Written in the stars, blah blah blah, you've been over this before."

"Mhhhmmm




Can I have your lunch?"

"No, fuck off." 

time skip

"Say freckles,"

"Stop calling me that."

"Stop denying reality."

I grumble slightly.

"So, even though you refuse to even try to like me one bit, can I have a kiss?"

I look up at him in shock, wondering if he's serious, and then debating whether to slap him. To my surprise he blushes slightly, and rushes to explain.

"Well, I mean it's just because we're soulmates, and everyone says a soulmate kiss is something special, and well, all my friends have had theirs so li-"

I cut off his annoying babbling y grabbing his shirt and pulling him down towards me (tall bitch) and pressing my lips to his.

Anything to shut him up, right?

It's...something special alright. It feels, I don't know, its just feels different in a way I can't describe. Right, almost. 

I pull away and raise an eyebrow, "Happy?"

"Very.

time skip

"Hey freckles." He says, placing a kiss on my cheek and sitting down next to me.

"Hey dickhead. Did I get it right?" I ask with a fake enthusiasm. I've been trying to guess at what my nickname for him is.

"Not even close." He grins at me.

"Hmmm what about dick? Idiot? Dumbass?"

"You're just getting further and further away." 

"Oh no did I give you a sweet nickname?" I grimace, and he laughs.

"I told you, I'm not telling anything."

There's silence for a few seconds.

"I like your accent, where are you from?" He asks, even though I've known him for weeks now.

"South Carolina, why?"

"Mmm, makes sense." He whispers almost to himself. 

"Makes sense what? Makes sense what?!" 

time skip

I am way too tired for this shit. I am way too tired for anything. Is it possible to stop breathing while tired? Like, forget? 

God I hope so.

I am very close to doing so right now.

"Hey freckles." Alex sits down next to me. I open one eye and glance at him, my face pressed on the table. 

I'm too tired to from an actual response and groan slightly instead. 

"What's up with you?"

"I'm so tired, I haven't slept in two days."

"Why?"

"Exams, I have shitty memory so I have to study extra hard. I want to dieeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" I wail dramatically. 

"No you don't," He whispers, pulling me onto his lap. 

"Yeah I do. And if I wasn't so tired I'd be protesting right now."

"Mmmhmmm, sure."

time skip

"I brought you some coffee, please try to get some sleep."

"I mean, I try but then..." I make a raspberry noise with my mouth, mimicking an explosion. 

"Try harder."

time skip

Soulmate 🤮🥰

Soulmate 🤮🥰: r u sleeping yet

Soulmate 🤮🥰: freckles

Soulmate 🤮🥰: oi

Soulmate 🤮🥰: r u sleeping

me: .... yes

Soulmate 🤮🥰: i always told u ur a bad liar

Soulmate 🤮🥰: get some sleep

me: fine

Soulmate 🤮🥰: good

Soulmate 🤮🥰: ily, see u in the morning freckles 

me: stop calling me freckles

Soulmate 🤮🥰: its written in the stars bby

me: worse

Soulmate 🤮🥰: sleep

time skip

"I think... I may die soon."

"Well no shit, you're running extremely low on sleep, even lower than me." 

I hum in response, pressing my face into his chest. The sun is too bright right now. I can't see.

"When are exams over?"

"Two days freckles, just two more."

time skip

"Ayyyy, you did it! Now you can finally get some sleep!" He exclaims, way too loudly, pulling me enthusiastically into a hug. 

I struggle against his chest. 

"Ok, ok darlin', please try not to suffocate me." 

He freezes in my arms as I pull myself away from his grip slightly. I look up at him, rubbing my eyes.

"What? What did I say?"

"It's a wonder if you passed any of those." He grins, pressing a kiss to my forehead. 

He reaches up to his sweater (ew) collar, pulling it down to reveal a word imprinted on his neck.

Darlin'.




kinda liked that one




no, no i didnt.

this may be my longest oneshot yet

this was not proofread so go easy (who i am talking to knows exactly who they are)

sorry i left u guys content starved for a while lmao, enjoy this in the mean time

peace out homos and/or homies

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