Mates/soulmate-one shots

Dem wings though

I look out the windows daydreaming, again, thinking, about my mate, how does she look? I look at the little tattoo on the inside of my wrist  the bearding blue eyes and the makeup wings girls put on their face, I don't know why they do it, why do they even wear makeup? They look fine without it. You don't see us guys walking around makeup-ing on our abs right? Why do girls have to makeup their face so much? I hope my mate doesn't wear to much makeup-
"Ty" my head snaps around to my friend Chris his tattoo is of a skull what ever that means
"What?!"
"Dude you zoned out again"
"Whatever"
"The phone has been ringing"
Only then did I realise the annoying ringing of the phone "oh shit" I say scrambling for the phone, grabbing it I try to steal myself before saying "sorry for the wait, how may I help you?"
"Oh hi" an angelic voice says, her voice I feel like I'd be able to listen to her ramble on and on, without getting annoyed "so um can you help me?"
"Oh yes sorry, um, well, it seems, uh...yeah I'm sorry what did you ask again?"
Her laugh is the purest thing I've heard, so full of hope and light, it's the most beautiful thing I've ever heard "I would like to make a reservation"
"Oh yes of course you do, I mean that's my job" I say slightly flustered
Another angelic laugh "your very funny, does anyone tell you that?"
"What? uh, no, not really"
"Well they should, well any way I would like to book a table for 10 actually make that 11, on the 25 of November 6 pm, please."
"Uh ok."
I look at the computer and put in the date, that's in three days, I'm not working then, damit.
"Is that all I can help you with today?"
"Yes thank you can't wait! Have a good day"
"Uh, yes you to"
And with that she hangs up "damit I didn't get a name!"
Scrambling for the recall button I wait as the phone rings.
"Hello?"
"Oh, yeah, hi it's me again, I was just ring to get a name for the table?"
Another beautiful laugh and then "oh my gosh I'm sorry, yes u just put it under Kat, as in K-A-T, Kat"
"Oh ok, will do, thank you, enjoy the rest of your day"
"I will, thank you"
With my heart beating wildly I hang up the phone, could it be? Could she be my mate?
***
I know, I shouldn't have come, it could be classified at stalking but, well I just have to see. I mean if she is my mate then I miss the opportunity to meet her. I stop in the middle of the busy pathway 'but what if she's not my mate and I just show up like a creep?' Stop thinking like that. If she isn't then just apologise thinking it was someone else and leave. 'But what if she is my mate but just doesn't like me?'
That's enough. I storm ahead rounding the corner and into the shop, I look at my watch and see that I'm late, I look around but can't see anyone that would fit who I think she looks like. Then again I don't know how she looks, I walk over to Steve and ask if Kats table has arrived. Pointing me over to the table. I scan the table but feel not pull, so instead go to the bar.
"Ty hey what you doing here?" I look up to see Malissa a co-worker of mine
"Just trying to look for someone."
Malissas eye brows raise "is it 'the one?' You would be looking for"
A nod
"Well I sure hope you find the lucky duck, any idea what's their name?"
"Yeah I booked in a party for 11 at 6 tonight under the name Kat, as in kit Kat, Kat"
"We I sure hope you find this mysterious Kat, I gtg serve, anything I can get for you?"
"Just the usual"
"Coming up"
I feel a strong pull just across the bar so I follow it, leading to a a pile of drinks who Malissa is pilling more drinks on. I walk up to the pile.
"Who are these for?"
"I donno just someone placed in a large order she'll be back in a moment she's doing drop offs" Malissa grins going to get more drinks.
I little s'cuse me startles me from behind I move out of the way letting the tiny woman through her blond mass of hair bobbing grabbing a arm full before turning to me, our eyes lock her eyes a bright piercing blue the black wings thing on her eyes the same as the tattoo on my wrist. I don't usually like makeup on a girl, but she looks beautiful, I wouldn't tell if she's wearing makeup if it weren't for the wing things of her unnaturally red lips.
"Hi" I say "you look like you might need help"
She lets out a sigh/laugh of relief "yes please"
Grabbing the drinks and holding them as we are told, being able to carry more that way. Following my mate to her table, setting the drinks on the table. My mate turns to me walks me back to the bar and says "hi I'm Kathryn, or Kat for short"
"Tyson or Ty for short"
Her smile, damn, that's something I could find myself waking up to every morning
"Your not, I mean your not working are you?"
"Me? Oh, no, not today"
"Oh well I was hoping you would like to join us?"
"Uh, yeah, ok. Sure"
"Ok" she smiles jumping up and hugging me "sorry"
"Don't be" I say smiling.
"So what's the representation of me in your tattoo?"
I look down to the tattoo and show her. She laughs then shows me hers, my brown coat, I wear it everywhere, even now.