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[39] soulmate tattoo au bonus bonus

((surprise! an update two days in a row. don't expect me to keep this up))

((i got this idea of doing like, a full epilogue for the soulmate tattoo au, so here's 2k words filled with cute children!))

"Anastasia!" You yelled after your four-year old daughter as she ran out of her bedroom half-dressed.

Walking out of your son's bedroom down the hall was your husband of nearly 6 years and your soulmate, Ethan. In his arms was a tired looking brunette boy with the same hazel blue eyes as his dad, your son Kyler. He was only two years old, but already was carrying a striking similarity to Ethan.

"You get dressed, honey, and I'll see about getting her ready, okay?" Ethan offered, kissing your temple.

"Thanks, I don't want to be late getting to the hospital."

Just a few minutes prior, your friend and coworker at Tuber Marketing, Mark, had called to tell you that his fiancee was going into labor. This was going to be his and Amy's first kid, and you wanted to support them as they had through both of yours.

As you pulled on a clean shirt, your small, black splotch on your thumb caught your attention. Your matching tattoo with Ethan. It was weird to think that a decade ago you'd nearly given up hope on finding a soulmate, and now you were married with two fantastic kids with soulmates of their own waiting out there. Anastasia had a small cartoon sun across her shoulder, and Kyler was born with a little blue sailboat on his left ring finger.

Your phone rang again as you changed out of your sweatpants, phone pressed to your ear. "Mark? Is everything okay?"

"Not Mark," a feminine voice came through the speakers, and you recognized it to be Signe, another coworker of yours.

"Oh hey Signe, did they call you?"

"Yeah, Sean and I are on the first flight over." Tuber Marketing had expanded to have an Ireland branch as well, allowing Sean to return to his homeland as president of it. "Tell Amy and Mark we'll be there ASAP!"

"Will do. I gotta go," you smiled, seeing your husband holding one of your kids in each arm. "Ethan finally got Anastasia's clothes on, thank God. See you at the hospital!"

"Bye Y/N! Also, Sean and Logan say hi to you and Ethan and the kids!"

"Thanks, bye!"

Hanging up, you grabbed Kyler and dashed downstairs to start buckling the kids up in the minivan. Ethan locked the door behind everyone and hopped in the drivers seat.

After finally getting to the hospital, you encountered Mark in the waiting room. He was pacing nervously, as would any first-time dad. "Hey, how's everything?" You asked, rubbing his arm to calm him down.

"She didn't want me there during the exams, but as soon as they're ready for the delivery, I'm going to be let in."

A few minutes later, a nurse came out to call Mark in, and you gave him your best wishes. "I'm hungry." Anastasia whined after nearly a half hour, tugging on Ethan's shirt.

"Let's get something from the vending machine. Do you all want anything?" Ethan stood, then asked you and your son.

Kyler shook his head from where he was sitting on your lap, he wasn't a very verbal kid. In fact, he was quite shy, and was already such a momma's boy. "Just a granola bar for me, hon." You answered for yourself, stroking Kyler's thin hair.

"Okay. Come on, pumpkin." He took Anastasia's hand in his, leading her down the hall.

You hummed to Kyler as you rocked him on your lap, knowing that it was just around his nap time and that this whole ordeal was going to keep him up for a while. Soon, another figure appeared at the end of the hall, and you stood to greet the man.