Warning: Slight mention of self harm but later parts of this may be more explicit. Most likely, only part 2 but not sure yet.
Based of the AU that any drawings or marks on one person also appears on their soulmate.
Logan stared at his arm, watching as doodles and scribbles appeared in different colours. A flower, a love heart and something resembling a dog which was quickly wiped away. His soulmate was a doodler, though not a very good one. His teacher cleared her throat looking over him and raising her eyebrow at the lack of work in his book. Shaking her head, she moved away, muttering something under her breath. Logan looked back at the colourful patch of skin before turning his attention to his workbook. Whoever this soulmate was, he didn't pay attention in class. Speaking of...
The bell rang, signifying the end of class. All students immediately began pushing everything into their bags. "Roman!" Lo shouted as he ran to catch up. Roman turned to his friend but Logan frowned at the concern on his face. "What's wrong?"
Roman rolled up his sleeve, revealing the multiple red lines that streaked his wrists. Logan knew that Roman didn't. He wouldn't. But whoever his soulmate was needed help.
They quietly made their way to their next class, avoiding the huge crowds of people who clambered from one room to the other. As he found his seat, more writing appeared on his arm. His soulmate was attempting to work out a math sum. Badly.
Whoever this person was, they can't do math. Logan pulled the lid off his pen and corrected the appalling sum. Then, something happened that he didn't expect.
'Thanks'
Then, as if hesitantly.
A love heart ❤
He was shocked but intrigued. It had completely slipped his mind that it could be used as a method of conversation. Maybe he could find out more about this mystery person.
'What is your name?'
He waited for a minute. Then it appeared, in recognisable comic sans-ish handwriting.
'Patton'
Patton? Wasn't that a... boy's name? While he didn't have any preferences, he didn't know what other people would say. He was already on the edge of being an outcast due to his high IQ and lesser understanding of emotion.
'Wats urs'
Normally, he would rant about the terrible spelling and lack of punctuation but he didn't have very long arms, so instead, he carefully wrote the word 'Logan'.
'Nice to meet you Logan :D'
'Pleasure to make your acquaintance, Patton.'
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Thomas Sanders One Shots
FanfictionSome prinxiety, some logicality and some just plain fun. I'm trying to add some other ships in too.