Soulmarks mean you're destined to be with someone whether you want to be with them or not. In fact, refusing a bond is medically inadvisable and downright dangerous.
Not that that stops one girl's fear of being the soulmate of someone she never expe...
The end! No smut, sorry. Just a little peek into their happily ever after.
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I like shiny things, but I'd marry you with paper rings.- Taylor Swift, Paper Rings
Reentering the world after you've spent over a month doing little more than sleep and have sex was... odd, to say the least.
She'd had to switch to online classes pretty much immediately, since Tim was having to leave the country again by the end of the month and she couldn't very well not go with him, now could she?
Well alright, they could go a couple of months apart without too much discomfort, but why would they?
Being seen—or recognized, rather—together in public for the first time was a very strange occurrence indeed.
All they'd done was walk down a London street holding hands (he hadn't even grabbed her boobs or butt once, though he had given her a kiss at one point, saying he couldn't help himself), but somebody had seen (and subsequently photographed) them. This, of course, resulted in an excess of Instagram and Twitter posts asking who she was, only for someone else to respond with a video of them together the night he'd found her.
When Tim saw her scrolling through the posts, he'd taken her phone from her hand and proceeded to, uh... distract her.
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"Shit," Lea muttered under her breath, trying her best to salvage the omelet she had wanted to surprise him with. It had been two days since her college graduation, and they were flying to Europe the following morning. He'd been so sweet lately that she wanted to do something for him, even if it was just a small reminder of the first breakfast they'd had together. But alas, she had never made an omelet before, and that fact was becoming increasingly evident.
Then, to her shock, arms wrapped her waist and lips met her neck. "Gah!" she exclaimed, fumbling with the spatula.
Her boyfriend giggled, kissing her neck again. "Sorry, baby. I didn't mean to startle you."
"You're supposed to be in bed," she grumbled. "I wanted to surprise you."
"Well, you weren't there when I woke up," Tim said, and she could hear the pout in his voice. "You know how much I hate that. I had to come find you."
