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I absentmindedly itched my wrist where my tattoo was. Everyone was born with clean wrists, but after turning 10, your tattoo showed up. Your tattoo was your only connection to your soulmate, and was something they commonly said. The moment you knew your soulmate, the tattoo would disappear, and was replaced by a small heart.
My wrist read, "Skin it." Although I did not know it's meaning, I still held the saying close to me, and would often say it randomly, alone in my room. My soulmate was out their somewhere, and wherever they were, they had some explaining to do.
I walked down the halls of the school, dodging flying papers, books, backpacks, it was Friday. I kept my books close to my chest, occasionally ducking from the flying history text book.
I walked to my locker, emptying my backpack of its unneeded things, and slammed my locker shut. I stared down the hallway, I saw people with their arms linked, no doubt soulmates. It seemed everyone found their soulmate almost immediately after turning 10, but I, was 13, and still had no luck.
Someone bumped into me, "Oh my gosh, I am so sorry!" I bent down to help clean up their books, "It's alright, I wasn't paying attenti-" I stopped mid sentence.
This boy was beautiful, blonde hair, blue eyes, sharp jawline. I stared down at his wrist, "FIGHT ME" was inked in bold black letters, the phrase I always use. The boy glanced at my own wrist, and chuckled. Suddenly the tattoos disappeared and were replaced by two identical hearts, a bond we could never brake.
"So, you're the one I'm supposed to be with for the rest of my life? Hi soulmate, I think I love you."7
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