Various x reader ||One-shots||

Soulmate || Genos AU

Just like what the title says, an alternate universe. No monsters, no heroes.

Just you and Genos' youthful days, and the time where you were the only one with a...

Soulmate watch. Ya know, that thing in tumblr?

And Genos, too. Enjoy, my lovelies~ no more tragedy this time xD

Also, this is read in your point of view. Another, warning. Mentions of dark things and.. You know the things. Please do not read if you don't fancy the mentioning of certain conditions~

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13 years old, I had my first heartbreak. 

A silent one, where my heart shattered and fell to pieces within me, with no one knowing at all. Friends went distant, and connections were discorded. Like a pebble on the side of the road, my dark days and thoughts went by without anyone noticing. 

Everyday, my laughter fades into oblivion, the joyous giggle I once had now lost inside. I continued to smile, but the meaning and cause soon confused me.

Losing the will to feel any happiness or joy, I continued on my dull, meaningless life, as my glowing eyes flickered desperately, losing its shine through it all.

And the countdown I had on my wrist for years now still hasn't budge. Not one bit.

Until I turned 15.

I felt empty.

Like a black hole has resided within me, slowly eating away the positive energy I worked hard to store inside. I became an endless void, and I seemed to not care about anything else now. 

Walking home everyday, and staring at the horizon beside me. That was my only favorite part of the day, and besides that, everything was a bore. I would always pass by a long, seemingly endless bridge. I often came home at dawn, and the sun setting was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen, everytime.

Everything was so messed up in my life when I was 15, I actually thought of throwing my life away everytime I walked by the bridge.

But once I did, I would always find myself glancing down the countdown plastered on the screen of my watch.

So everytime I think of dying, the hope I had on the time on my wrist seemed to stop me from ending it all.

Maybe I should give it another chance.

Maybe it'll move, in time.

'I just have to wait.'

And with that thought, I would pass by the bridge, unharmed.

I was already 17, and everything wasn't getting any better.