Bakugo's POV
Turns out we both had other plans than making out in my room. Luckily, our plans corresponded with each other's, which was pretty much this:
Having a serious f****** conversation.
After avoiding each other for 3 days, a lot had happened, and we desperately needed to talk.
"Put your hearing aids in," Kirishima ordered, pointing at the charging box my hearing aids were in.
Thankfully, the candles on my bed had burned out, so all I had to do was throw my hoodie on, blow up the candles and the paper, then put my hearing aids in.
We sat down on my bed and I sat criss crossed facing him, staring him dead in the eye. Our breathing was the only sound in the room for about 5 seconds, before Kirishima broke the silence.
"So, why'd you jump off the balcony?" He asked flatly.
I shrugged. "I dunno. Soy sauce said I had 'soulmate fever' or something like that."
His face turned red. "He thinks we're soulmates?"
I shrugged again. "I guess. But finding your soulmate at this age is almost impossible."
He glanced down at his wrist, which made me look down at my own. The E seemed to glare at me, telling me our relationship wasn't meant to be.
I ignored it.
"Mines a K," he blurted out.
A heavy feeling settled over me. He had just told me his soulmate's letter. That was a huge deal. Also, why were we on the topic of soulmates? I thought we were gonna talk about what we did while we were apart...
"Kaminari?" I guessed.
He laughed. "Bakubro, it's their first name, not their last."
I blinked a few times. "I thought it could be either."
He flashed a toothy grin. "Well, maybe, but I've never heard of that before. As far as I know it's always been first names."
I leaned back against the wall. "Well, don't look at me, idiot. I don't know anyone's names, except for Raccoon Eyes and Deku."
"Hm," he hummed. "Well, there's Jiro, Koda... uh..."
I sat up quickly. "My name starts with K."
He smiled. "Oh yeah! It's Katsuki, right?"
I flinched in the slightest when he said my name. It reminded me of when my mom said it...
"Um, yeah, it's Katsuki," I said, looking down at my letter. "Mine's an E. Eijiro?"
His face turned bright red in an instant. "H-huh? Y-you're joking..."
"I'm not joking," I said, showing him my wrist, but then remembering he couldn't see the letter. "Never mind..."
Suddenly, he slid his arm over mine and aligned our wrists.
"Kiri, wha-" I started, but then my voice faded away.
I watched in awe as sparks began to dance around us, showering us in a golden light. Faint music began to play, and I recognized it as all the times my soulmate had sung before. But this time, the music didn't echo in my head.
With a huge gust of wind, the lights flickered out and the music stopped. I stared at the red head in front of me, completely breathless.
He looked... different. Confident. Powerful. Handsome. The glow of the fading sunset set the mood of complete peace. It filtered through his red locks and made his skin glow a beautiful tan.
I had never felt so calm or happy before. I felt entirely content sitting there and staring at the work of art in front of me.
"That was... amazing," he whispered, not even bothering to move his arm away from mine.
"Amazing doesn't even begin to describe what the f*** just happened," I whispered back.
Slowly, a big, genuine smile began to spread across my face. I didn't even care who saw it; I was too happy at the moment to care.
I had found my soulmate.
***
"Mina! Mina! We're soulmates!" Kirishima screamed as he ran down the hallway, waving our intertwined hands in the air as he dragged me along.
"You don't have to tell the whole g** d*** world," I grumbled, but internally, I was happy.
He pounded on her door non-stop until finally she opened it, looking slightly upset.
"What? Can't you see we're in the middle of a spa day?" She said, moving out of the way so we could see all the girls sitting on the floor in her room.
"We're soulmates!" He screamed in her face with a huge grin, waving our hands in front of her eyes.
Speaking of which, her eyes looked like they were gonna pop out of their sockets. "No f****** way!" She exclaimed. "Jiro! Get your a** over here!"
Jiro slowly trudged over to us, looking embarrassed. Her hair was pulled back by bobby pins and her face was covered in a greenish sort of paste.
"We're soulmates!" He screamed in her face also.
She smiled the best she could with her face mask and said, "That's great."
I flipped her off and she grinned, cracking her face mask, which made Mina mad. The purple haired girl lifted her hand, and I noticed all her nails were purple except her middle finger, which was black. Then she put the rest of her fingers, leaving only her middle finger up.
"I'm just showing you my nail," she said flatly, giggling and then whirling around and walking back into Mina's room.
"That b****," I muttered.
"Well, I'm really happy for you two, but I have a girl to yell at for breaking her face mask," Mina told us. "We'll celebrate tomorrow. Okay?"
"Okay!" Kiri exclaimed, before dragging me down the hallway to the elevator.
For the remainder of the day, Kirishima dragged me around and screamed at everyone, telling them that we were soulmates.
I didn't mind too much; I was just happy that my soulmate was Kiri.
Actually, no. My soulmate was Eijiro.
Okay, none of this story makes sense, everything is super confusing, and it's not even that long, but this is where I'm ending the story. If you made it this far, congrats, but also, why are you here?
Literally no one reads my stories, and it's hard to find motivation to keep writing when no one reads it, so that it why I'm cutting it short. Also, I was running out of ideas and I didn't really know where to go with it, so that's why I'm stopping the story here.
Thank you so much, I love each and everyone of you <3
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Fiksi PenggemarAt the age of 16, every person gets the first letter of their soulmate's name on their wrist. The letter is only visible to them, and when they align their wrist with their soulmate's wrist, the two letters combine and the soulmate's are sealed toge...