Sharing Pain Soulmate AU
Where bruises, cuts, blisters, and such appear on your skin if your soulmate gets them and visa versa. Like if you get a paper cut your soulmate gets the same cut.
SIMON
The first time it happened Simon was 15 years old. During History his leg started to hurt more and more, an aching pain traveling all the way up his thigh.
Ironically enough his class had taken those few weeks to talk about soulmates, in which Mr. Bailey paced the classroom and read from an obnoxiously large textbook.
"Soulmates will..."
Simon groaned internally as an all-too-familiar redhead popped up in the front of the classroom. He could practically hear the grin in her voice as Penny kicked her feet up on her desk.
"Mr. Baillleeeyyyy," She chirped.
The teacher stopped with a long-suffering sigh.
"Yes?"
"Have you met your soulmate?"
Mr. Bailey blinked at her a few times before continuing to read. "It will not feel like normal pain, more like a distant ache.." Simon's leg ached accordingly, more insistent this time.
"Baileyyyy?" She drawled.
"What?" Mr. Bailey snapped his head up to look at her.
"You didn't answer the question!" When Bailey continued to give her blank look, she said, "Have you met your soulmate?"
"Yes!" He said, sounding irritated. "Why would I be married if I hadn't met my soulmate?"
"Well, personally, I believe the soulmate system is total bull-"
"Penny, do you need to go to student management?"
Simon could hear her teeth clack together as she snapped her mouth shut. "No, sir," she said.
Simon rolled his eyes and winced as his leg throbbed again. This is going to suck. He looked around the room. That's funny, he thought, Bram's gone.
Simon didn't know Bram very well. He had only seen him through Nick and the soccer team. He only had one significant memory of Bram in particular; he had missed a game due to being sick, and afterwards, when facetiming Nick, he had described his sickness in such vivid detail that Simon had begun to feel nauseated himself.
He also had developed somewhat of a- well, not a crush, really, but Bram Greenfeld sure was a cutie.
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BRAM
At first, Bram thought that his soulmate must never get hurt. He never felt anything like what the books said he would- no aching pains, no burns, no cuts (although he did get a few mysterious bruises).
In fact, Bram felt almost nothing at all until around his 13th birthday. He felt this sort of... distant pain in his chest, a pull on the back of his mind. It was kind of distracting, it made it difficult to focus. According to his mother, this meant his soulmate was upset or stressed, most likely hiding something.
"Like, always?" She leaned forward, propping her elbows up on the kitchen counter and wrapping her hands around a mug of coffee.
"Pretty much," Bram admitted. "I mean, not constantly, but.."
"That's odd. It sounds almost like she's hiding something," His mother said, sipping her coffee thoughtfully. Bram winced slightly at the assumption.
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Spierfeld Week
FanfictionBased off a post on tumblr, my writing partner and I are doing Spierfeld Week, where we're gonna write a fic per day this week based on some themes/prompts. These are also on AO3 and tumblr, if either of those are easier for you here they are: https...