"How they fuck does he look so good?" written in the worse handwriting he had ever seen, the first thought his soulmate has about him, and the penmanship is so bad it takes a few minutes to decipher. Those words are probably the reason Roman took such care to always look his best when he was younger, but now he found comfort in his morning routine of apply makeup and gelling his hair to perfection.
Well, most days he looked good, but today he looked even worse that his soulmates handwriting. He had planned on waking up even earlier than normal to do some new makeup, so he had to reset his alarm and that's where it went wrong. He set his alarm for 5:30 pm, not 5:30 am causing him to have to rush out of his door, barely dressed, no makeup, and unbrushed hair.
"Ok, so I might look bad, but I have emergency makeup in the car, so I should be able to do my normal amount and if traffic isn't too bad, I should be able to get to work on time," Roman thought as he got into his car.
It wouldn't turn over. "What the actual fuck? Why is the world against me today?" he thought as he got out of his car and began to walk 30 minutes to work, he knew he would be late, but late was better than not showing up at all.
He started jogging and thinking, "Hey, at least I'm getting some exercise out of this," in an attempt to be positive. The moment he thought that almost as if the fates had heard and decided to fulfill their cruel sense of humor, it started to rain.
Roman took a deep breath, turned his face to the sky and screamed, "Are you fucking serious?!?" He was done with today, so he flopped onto the sidewalk and whispered, "I give up,"
He looked across the street and saw a man in glasses staring at him and as Roman thought, "If that nerd is judging me I am going to flip shit," the words on his wrist began to warm up until the felt like they were burning.
The man in glasses crossed the street and when he got in front of Roman stopped and said, "Hello, I'm Logan and I wasn't judging you. I also appear to be your soulmate," in a friendly, but somewhat distant tone as he offered Roman his hand to help him stand up.
Roman took it and replied in a warm tone, "I'm Roman, I guess I'm your soulmate and if you think this is good looking you should see how I look when the world isn't against me,"
Logan smiled at that and asked, "Speaking of the world being against you do you need any help?" concern clear in his tone even though he was trying to mask it.
"I would certainly enjoy a ride home if you wouldn't mind," Roman responded trying to be as charming as possible to make up for his first thoughts.Logan nodded and led Roman to his car. Once Roman had given Logan the directions, they struck up a pleasant conversation, the first of many.
By the time Logan dropped Roman off they had already decided on a date for Saturday. Roman smiled as he thought that is Logan found him attractive when everything went wrong then he would find Roman irresistible when he tried. He was right.
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Sanders Sides One Shots
FanfictionOne Shots of the Sanders Sides kind *I do take prompts*