Phan one-shots

Almost five years of waiting for you

Helloha children! That sounds really creepy never let me do that again. Let's try again:

Hello civilians! Here is my first phan oneshot: a super-cliché soulmate au! I love them and I needed fluff so here we go!

Description: Phil has been waiting almost five years to meet his soulmate. Will a chance meeting at Starbucks of all places lead to what he's wished for all these years?

Genre: fluff to the max! (Plus twenty)

Warnings: nada

Allons-y!

Phil POV

I traced the small tattoo on my wrist with my fingers, not even having to look at it now. I had had that tattoo since my eighteenth birthday, and I was now twenty two, almost twenty three. Almost five years I had been waiting for my soulmate. All my friends had already found theirs years ago, but not me. No, I had to wait almost five years, and I still hasn't found them.

Dan.

Just that one word was enough to send shivers down my spine, and to make my heart beat faster. Every inch of my being yearned for that person, without knowing anything about them. I didn't even know if they were male or female, because 'Dan' could be short for Daniel, Daniela or who knows what else. I didn't really care either, I just wanted them with me.

After four years of hopeless searching, my parents sent me to the doctors, to see if there was something wrong with me, or if I was just a person with a young soulmate. They were common, although most people only had to wait about a year before their soulmate became eighteen and they found each other. Usually once you got your tattoo, you could almost tell where your soulmate was, as if there was a string tying you together, and all you had to do was follow it. Lately I thought I had been getting that, but I wasn't sure if it was just me going crazy having to wait this long.

I needed coffee. It was a Sunday morning, and I wouldn't be up this early usually, especially in November, because it was dark all the time, and dark is a time for sleeping, but a pigeon flew into my window at six am, causing a very loud bang and my caring nature to emerge, leading me to be burying a pigeon in my garden at half six in the morning. Naturally, that meant I couldn't get to sleep again, but I couldn't quite wake up either, so the obvious solution was Starbucks.

I walked in, surprised to find that it was quite busy, almost all the tables full or nearly so. Maybe a lot of pigeons were dive-bombing people's houses today. The pigeon takeover was starting! I was so distracted by my thoughts, I didn't notice that I was now at the front of the queue, which led to the inevitability of me making an absolute fool of myself. I finally managed to order myself a drink, but was soon faced with the problem of where to sit in a crowded café. Eventually I chose to ask to sit across from a boy who looked around eighteen or nineteen, purely because of his backpack, which was Pikachu.

"Is anyone sat here?" I ask the boy, who had his head down engrossed in, was that Crossy Road?

He looked up, and he nearly took my breath away. He was gorgeous. He had chestnut brown hair, and eyes the same colour. His eyes stood out from his pale skin, making his eyes look darker and his skin look paler.

I looked away quickly, scared he would have noticed me staring, and not wanting to get into a relationship with someone who wasn't my soulmate, for the sole reason that I didn't want to hurt anybody if I had to choose between them. Unless... no, that was impossible. Completely stupid. But he looks about the right age, if the feelings you've been having lately are genuine... A little voice in my head muttered. I disregarded it in time to hear a smooth, chocolatey voice reply to my question with a "No, I'm on my own."