Full Of Love

Mentally Connected

AU where you and your soulmate have a mental bond. You can hear their thoughts, things like that. I'm just trying this out, I figure this type of bond would be kind of convenient, but most of the time, really annoying.

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{Patrick's POV}

I had been with Pete for almost 3 years, and I absolutely loved him. And just like the stories went, we had a mental bond. We were soulmates. I could hear everything he was thinking if I was anywhere near him. It was endearing occasionally, but most of the time, it was fudging annoying as heck. But sometimes it was very helpful. Like, for example, when we had our second date:

"I had an amazing time Pete..." I told him, walking up to my door.

"So did I. I'm starting to see why we're soulmates." He said, making me blush. 'Gosh, he really was sweeter than anyone I've ever met', I thought, forgetting that he could hear me.

"Thanks." GOSH DANGIT! "You're adorable when you're frustrated, you know that?"

"T-thanks Pete." (I swear I know it's a meme but please don't) I stuttered, blushing even more.

When I unlocked my door, I lingered for a second, wondering if he might kiss me. It was the second date after all...

A few more seconds passed, us just standing there in silence. It wasn't too awkward, and I heard Pete say 'maybe... maybe I should' in his head, which made me smile a bit more. I mentally told him yes he should, hoping he would hear me. And he obviously did, leaning in a little too slowly...

And sometimes it was embarrassing, like one night we were watching tv:

'He looks so hot in this lighting, I just want to-' I interrupted him by clearing my throat, hoping he would remember I could hear him.

"Pete..." I pondered asking the question, but decided not to. I turned to him and saw him bite his lip. 'That's not fair, why is he so fudging sexy!!' I thought, again forgetting he could hear me.

"You're the one who's so 'fudging' sexy." He remarked, smirking slightly. I cursed myself and then decided 'fudge' it.

"What do you 'just want to'?" I asked him.

"You sure you're ready?" He laughed lightly as I watched the brown in his eyes slowly edging out until you could barely see it anymore.

"Of course I'm ready to hear it, I'm not a kid you know?" I said, rolling my eyes.

"That's not what I was referring to. I'm not sure if you're ready or not... to, you know..." Ohhh.

"It's ok Pete, we've been dating for 4 months. I trust you." I replied, blushing even more now.

He crawled closer to me and whispered in my ear, "I just want to rip every piece of clothing off of you and mark you and make you scream my name at the top of your lungs. I want to fully become mine." Wow, straight to the point. (I feel as if 'straight' isn't the correct word for this particular story)

Well, you get the gist for that one...

To be honest, I'm glad Pete and I are soulmates. I wouldn't have it any other way, but sometimes it can get annoying that we have a mental bond. I'm sure that would be true with anyone though.

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I feel like this was pretty short, but I kind of liked it. It was a bit different than my other stories too. I do hope you enjoyed though! Sorry I haven't updated in a bit!