4th Soulmate AU

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In this universe when your soulmate is listening to a song or singing then you get the song stuck in your head. Basically hearing the song at the same time.

Nico's POV

I haven't slept a wink tonight. It's one of those nights where you just stare at the ceiling listening to sad songs that make you question the universe. Not necessarily a bad thing, I'm not crying or anything. Just contemplating.

Working at youth shelter is great, but it takes a huge emotional toll. I've been working there for about two years and it's kind of wearing on me. It was nice that I had a job already when I graduated from university, but that just meant I got more hours at the shelter. I love spending time with the kids, and I think I'm really good at it. But spending so much time with people all day is tiring. I haven't had a day off in months.
Not to mention the fundraiser Will, Reyna and I have been working on. The fundraiser should have tons of rich people there, so that's good. The kids really got the word out about it. All the money goes to improving the shelter, we need more beds and hopefully will be able to afford more social workers.

It just feels like there's a lot happening but also nothing is happening. Like this is amazing for the shelter, but it feels like my life is going no where. I'm twenty three working the same job I was in college, I live with my friend from college in a tiny ass apartment, I have like five friends, I drink probably more often than I should, and I'm hopelessly into my coworker.

Ah fuck I shouldn't be thinking about him again. I know he doesn't like me that way. He's just overly friendly. He's like that with everyone. I've literally never seen him rude to someone unless they've done something to provoke him. He's a pretty chill guy. And I'm still thinking about him. Dammit.

It's hard to not think of someone who makes sure everyone has drank water that day, who takes care of all the kids in the shelter with no judgement of their situation, who lights up the room whenever he enters. I mean, he brought me lunch last week cause he knew I hadn't eaten that day cause I was too stressed. How am I supposed to not think about the sunniest person I've ever met? He just graduated the same year I did, and he's in med school to become a surgeon. He wants to save people the rest of his life and in his spare time he works at the shelter. He's literally perfect.

And he will never like me.

I wake up the next day to the startling sound of Heat of the Moment by Asia. My soulmate must be listening to it. The guy has weird taste. I must've fallen asleep at some point, my earbuds still in my ears but my phone isn't playing music so at least I had enough sense to pause the music.

I head into the kitchen/ living room, perks of having a small apartment is that there's basically four rooms in the entire place. Bathroom, my room, my roommate's room, and the rest of the apartment which had a mini kitchen and living room.

Jason is eating cereal when I walk in. I've known Jason since freshmen year of college, we've been roommates for three years. He's probably my best friend, along with Reyna. He works at the gym around the corner, he's basically the secretary. He wants to be a trainer there but has to take some lessons first.

"Hey Nico, what's up?" He says from the table. I lift my hand to wave.
"I got to be at the shelter in thirty minutes, I'm just gonna eat on the way. I'll see you around." Jason nods and replies "Okay I got work until three today by the way." I grab a protein bar and a gogurt (they're convenient okay?).
"I'll be back around six, I gotta do some fundraiser planning after work. Speaking of, your dad is coming right? We could really use a celebrity that big right now."
Jason's dad is a representative of the state of New York, so he had some pull to say the least. Jason didn't have the greatest relationship with him or his step mother so I hated asking him about him but this is kind of necessary.

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