Our first words -Zanvis

01

It was the middle of the night and Travis was laying face up in his bed. He had been thinking about a lot that day and hadn't been able to sleep for at least an hour.

Travis suddenly pushed himself up into a sitting position and reached for the hem of his shirt. In one motion, Travis pulled his shirt up and over his head revealing his bare chest. He looked down towards his heart at black letters printed on his somewhat tan skin. It was hard to read but Travis figured it out.

"Go away"

Those were apparently the very first words his soulmate said to him. Travis let out a grunt of frustration and flopped back down on his bed. 'Go away' was a common 'hello' for Travis because of his flirtatious ways so there was really no leads on who his soulmate could be. There were always day where Travis wished he wasn't so, like he is but Travis lacked the confidence to talk to people normally.

Travis sighed and turned to his side, pulling the blanket over his body.

Still thinking about those two words he closed his eyes and drifted into a slumber.
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It was early the next day that Zane had woken up and began to get ready for the day. As Zane was changing from his night clothes Zane noticed writing on the lower thigh of his left leg. From further inspection and many tries to wash off these markings Zane accepted that these were his soulmates words, no thoughts.

Zane already knew nobody would say this to him. The reality of this sunk in and Zane began to panic. There were so many things going though his head that Zane hadn't even noticed his brother walking into the room.

Garroth walked forward a bit more before calling out. "Baby brother? Are you ok?" The blond said in his usual rough voice. The younger brother flinched and looked up at his brother.

"What is that? A tattoo?" Garroth continued, pointing toward the writing on Zane's leg.

"N-no! It's nothing!" Zane stuttered. "Get out!" He yelled again as he covered his leg  

"Zane" Garroth stepped closer.

"Don't lie to me. I'm sure whatever it is I can help you with it but you have to trust me as your brother." He pleaded. In the given circumstance Zane didn't have many choices on who he could talk to about this.

It was either Garroth or Aphmau.

Zane decided that he didn't want Aphmau to got on a crazy man hunt to find his soulmate and chose Garroth.

"I think it's my soulmates thoughts to me" Zane told. Garroth stood in his spot for a bit before tackling his younger brother in a hug.

"I'm so happy for you baby brother!" He shouted happily. For once Zane just let Garroth hug him, seeing as Garroth's grip was not going to let up any time soon.

Maggie: maybe if you were stronger and maybe did some sports you could get out of Garroth's death hug.
Zane: shut up...
Zianna: oh honey, Zane is too fragile to get involved with any kind of sports.
Zane: MOM!
Maggie: aw~ Is little Zu~Zu angry?
Zane: SHUT UP!

Eventually Garroth let go of Zane and sat next to him. "What does it say anyways?"

"He's really cute" A bit of pink dusted over Zane's cheeks as he read. There is no way ANYONE would say that to Zane out loud.

But even receiving these words through a mere thought was strange. Zane didn't even think he had a soulmate and one who liked him as well.

Now all they had to do was find and accept each other, but how? Travis and Zane were polar opposites in more ways than one. Zane would most likely refused to believe that his soulmate was Travis even if he was told by lady Irene herself. It was a tough situation.
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It was now 1:32pm and everyone was off doing their own thing when texts went out to everyone's phones. It was from Aphmau who informed everyone that she was having a last minute party for no reason.

Strange girl.

But it was all planned because there, in Aphmau's house was Garroth and her fangirling over Zane and who his soulmate could be. Their plan was to have a party with everyone to see if Zane liked anyone there.

Maggie: funny thing. In all the Aphmau fanfics I'v read some crazy situation happens and I find it unrealistic. Then I realize, when has any episode of mystreet really make sense. There's always some crazy scenario 
Travis: true

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Let's skip the waiting time and get to the party
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The party had just started yet almost everyone was here. Everything was going just fine until Dante came along and thought I would be funny to spike the punch bowl. Nobody was drunk but a couple people were a bit tipsy. The music was a little too loud for Zane's liking and it was pretty crowded.

Needing some fresh air Zane opened to door to the front of the house and walked out. it was nice to breath in the cool evening air and it was much more peaceful without the blaring music.

"Hey" Zane jumped a bit at the new voice.  "Beautiful night huh?" Said a white haired boy sitting on the steps of Aphmau's porch.

Travis.

"Y-yeah" Zane replied stuttering once again. They knew each other from many other weird situations, yet this was the first time Travis had spoken to Zane.

They stood there for a moment before Travis slid to the side and patted the place next to him, inviting Zane to sit. Zane was hesitant but gave into the warm smile Travis offered.

Even though Zane never really talked to Travis he knew he was a flirt and a pervert.

This was out of character for Travis and Zane knew it.

And Maggie aggressively wiggles her eyebrows at the possibilities.

Travis: you and Aph really have a lot in common
Maggie: what makes you say that?
Travis: well, do you remember that one fanfic reading when Aphmau wrote a septiplier fanfic?
Maggie: of course I do!
Travis: well, like Aph, you tend to put yourself into your stories.
Maggie: I learned from the best
Marcel: I wish you didn't...
Maggie: Marcel! Wrong fandom!
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Ok well I have made this into an actual book. I did because my friend safe__haven really loved this story so I did this for them.
This is it, bye.
-Maggue