Klaine One Shots

Make Your Mark On Me

Soulmate AU based off this prompt: imagine if anything you write on your skin with pen/marker/whatever it will show up on your soul mates skin as well.

Blaine Anderson was having a perfectly normal day. He was currently sitting in Mr. Monroe's college algebra, which unfortunately was in the part of the school that had no windows and was stifling hot. So everybody is given permission to ditch their blazers on the backs of their chairs and to roll up the sleeves of their undershirts. If he hadn't been in that class, he probably would have missed it.

About halfway into Mr. Monroe's current lecture about hyperbolas, which honestly everybody knew about from regular algebra, he notices it. On his left arm, little black squiggles begin making their appearance. At first, Blaine doesn't pay attention to it, he's more focused on the fact that he should be paying attention to this lecture, even if he already knows what a reflection over the x-axis looks like. But when those squiggles start to shape their way into a purposeful design, he glances at it again.

Everybody knows that whatever you mark on your skin will show up on your soulmate's arm too. Blaine had originally tried to write messages to his soul mate when he was little, trying to get information about him. But when the messages faded away unanswered, Blaine stopped long ago. And it seems like his soulmate probably forgot all about this in a momentary mental lapse. But Blaine honestly doesn't have the heart to ask his soulmate to stop, even as he finishes his current design and moves onto making what would have been a generic flower, if it wasn't so damn perfect.

Is he an artist or something? Blaine wonders. He doesn't say anything as the day drones on, and the designs fade away as his soulmate obviously washes the ink off his skin. Blaine looks down at his now bare arm, and wonders if he should say anything back. But Wes is calling him out for zoning out in Warbler practice and with a blush, Blaine looks away from his arm and manages to avoid a gavel flung at his head. This time.

The next morning, Blaine has almost completely forgotten about his artistic soulmate, to the point where he enters the still hot room of Mr. Monroe expecting yesterday to have been a one-off. And when the first half of the period passes without any marks on his skin, Blaine thinks he's correct. And then he notices those little marks appear again, this time in blue ink. Blaine lets himself smile as he watches the design spread across his left forearm. Again, he doesn't say anything to his soulmate, worried if he said something, he would stop.

And that's how it begins. It's not everyday that Blaine gets a temporary tattoo by his artistic soulmate, but about once a week, always during the time he is in Mr. Monroe's class, he would look down at his arm and see his soulmate drawing something. Most of the time, they are just little designs. Blaine likes the flowers the most, and it seems his soulmate is best at drawing roses. It's on one particular day, when the rose his soulmate drew was more amazing that normal, Blaine grabs the pen and writes in his barely legible script. My favorite! Best one yet!

The current lines that we're being marked underneath stop, and Blaine watches his arm intensely. Completely ignoring the lesson, Blaine stares at his arm as words slowly appear.

Have you been seeing these the entire time? His soulmate finally writes. Blaine smiles as he sees the artistic handwriting appear. Of course his handwriting would be just as perfect, Blaine thinks to himself.

Yes... Blaine writes hesitantly, worried that admitting this would cause his soulmate to get embarrassed and stop drawing. He's started to look forward to this time, where Blaine can almost always count on designs and little artwork sprouting up and down his left arm.

Why didn't you say anything? I promise I'll stop. Blaine quickly starts scratching his own message, unwilling to lose this little joy in an otherwise boring class.