Solangelo One Shots

Hot or Cold

Another soulmate AU request from @IIFeathersII! Basically for this one a tattoo shows up on your wrist that leads you to your soulmate but you have to be ready to meet your soulmate before the tattoo shows up. Enjoy!

Nico's POV

"I'm the last one in the world," I groaned, staring up at the white ceiling of my dorm room. 

"You're not the only one left," Hazel said, leaning in the doorway. "There's still your soulmate." 

"Maybe I'm the exception," I said. "Maybe I'm the one person in the world who doesn't have a soulmate." 

"You're being paranoid," Hazel sighed, crossing the room and sitting down on my bed. "You're just a late bloomer, like me. Frank and I only met a few months ago, you know. You're probably just not ready." 

"Hazel, we're in college," I pointed out. "How much more time do we have? I see people on campus holding hands and kissing and they all have tiny little tattoos on their wrists and I'm the only one without one. How much longer is it going to be until I get it?" 

"You need to be patient," Hazel said, putting a hand on my lower arm. I could just barely see the tiny outline of a bear, so smooth it looked like marker on her wrist. I could still recall the day four months ago when Hazel had called me up, squealing about how her tattoo had finally begun to show. A few days later, when the tattoo had finished forming she had met Frank just coming out of his veterinary class, and the moment they locked eyes it had been obvious that they were meant for each other. I was happy for my sister but a part of me still harbored bitterness. Up until that point Hazel had been the only person I knew that hadn't gotten her tattoo yet but once she and Frank had started dating I had lost the only person I had to talk to about not getting my tattoo. It seemed like I was the only person still without a soulmate, and I was jealous. 

There was a knock on the door frame and I lifted my head from my pillow to see Frank grinning at us, holding a textbook in his hand. "Hey, Hazel. I got your book for you from your dorm." 

"You are a lifesaver," Hazel grinned, standing up to give Frank a quick peck on his cheek. "Sorry, Nico, I have a class to get to. Talk to you later." 

"Bye," I said, his gaze returning to the ceiling. I heard two pairs of footsteps leaving my room, leaving one lonely person behind. 

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That night I awoke to a blinding pain on my wrist. Grimacing I rolled over, holding my wrist in my hand as I saw a small black line twist and bend on my skin. My heart was beating faster and faster as I watched a tiny circle form, small triangles attached to the outside. A simple sun, small but holding so much meaning. My skin was still burning like someone had held a flame underneath it but it seemed like a dull throb next to the pounding in my chest. I grabbed my phone from my bedside table, typing out a typo riddled message to Hazel. It's here!

What's here? came Hazel's reply. 

My tattoo!!

Nico, that's incredible! I could almost hear Hazel's excited tone over text. I can't wait until you find your soulmate!

I'm going out now, I decided. I can't wait any longer. I need to find them. I set my phone down on the bedside table. I wouldn't need to bring it with me. If I was lucky, I would have everything I needed by the time the sun rose.

I didn't bother putting on real clothes, choosing to set out onto the dark campus in a black tee shirt and sweatpants. The campus was practically empty and I had been expecting nothing else. Only a few students scurried around the campus, carrying thick stacks of books and huge backpacks, but my wrist wasn't hurting more, as it was said to when you began to get closer to your soulmate. However when I turned toward north there was a throb in my wrist and, inspired by the sign, I walked north. 

The pain in my wrist was getting worse as I continued walking north but I was able to ignore it, my excitement eclipsing everything else. With each ache I knew I was getting closer and closer to my soulmate, a fact that made me want to scream it to the sky. I would no longer be the loser without the soulmate, the third wheel on a happy couple of two. I would have my soulmate and we would hold hands while we walked down the street together and we would go stargazing together and go on cute dates to coffee shops. I would finally have what I had been dreaming for for such a long time. 

I rounded the bend, but as soon as I did so the pain got better and I got farther from my soulmate. I cursed, spinning around and going in the direction I came. The pain was as bad as it had ever been for about ten seconds until it began to go away again and I spun around, trying to find the right path to take. It was strange, that the pain kept fluctuating so randomly. It was almost as if someone else was in the area, my soulmate searching for me at the exact time I was searching for them. "Hello?" I called out uncertainly, my voice carrying into the sky, littered with diamonds for stars. I shivered as I waited for a response, a late November breeze ruffling my hair. 

"Is someone there?" My heart leapt when I heard a voice ring out, unmistakably male. I wasn't surprised. I had never had a crush on anyone but there was this feeling I got when a particularly attractive man walked past that just didn't apply to women. There was something about men I was attracted to, and I couldn't quite put my finger on it. 

"Stay there," I called out. I began to walk in the direction of the voice, the tattoo growing hotter and hotter until it felt like someone had submerged my arm in fire but all of the pain stopped when I rounded a corner onto a tiny side street and found a boy about my age standing in front of me. 

The boy looked up from his tattoo, a tiny crescent moon and looked me straight in the eye with the brilliant crystal blue eyes I had ever seen in my life. They held a certain quality, like they contained all of the happiness in the world. There was a mop of blonde hair above his freckled features and when his face split into a wide smile, I felt my heart fill with joy. I had only just met the boy, I had never seen him before and I had never talked to him but somehow I felt like I had known him for my entire life, like he had been standing right next to me for eighteen years but I just never knew. "I'm Will," he said. 

"Nico," I responded. "Nice to meet you." I wasn't sure if we were supposed to shake hands or hug or kiss or do something else. Despite all of the time I had spend thinking about my soulmate I had been woefully unprepared for meeting him. Maybe I should have asked Hazel more about her experience. 

"What do we do now?" Will asked. "No one ever talks about what you do after you find your soulmate." 

"We can just talk," I suggested. We're supposed to be perfect for each other, but I don't know anything about you. What's your major?" 

"Medicine," he said, sitting down on the ground. I sat down next to him, the ground pleasantly warm underneath me, as if some outside force was making it so that our meeting turned out perfectly. "I love helping people. What's yours?" 

"Music," I responded. Most people laughed when I told them I was studying music, like it wasn't worth my time. Will, however, looked at me with genuine interest and that was when I knew he was the person I had been searching for my entire life. 

"Do you sing?" I nodded. "Sing something." 

"You want me to sing for you?" I asked, a tiny bit surprised. Will nodded, and I cleared my throat. "Okay, here's one I wrote. It's about finding your soulmate." 

"Appropriate," Will laughed. I smiled as I began to sing. As I began to sing I saw Will's smile get wider and I began to sing louder and more confidently, the notes drifting up to greet the stars.

"You're so out of reach, and I may never find you. Just tell me if I'm hot or cold, if I'm hot or cold..." 

Hi guys, I hope you liked that one!

Nina