Reader POV
I am almost frozen in horror. This creep can easily see my soulmate conversation. I begin to thrash to get him to release my arm.
Bill's POV
I try to focus on the words on her wrist. I can only catch a couple words here and there. She frees herself from my grip before I can really read any of the conversation, but the handwriting looks rather familiar....
Before I can ask her anything she storms into the kitchen. Maybe I was too forward?
Reader POV
That jerk!
You don't just grab at people and read their private conversations...
Oh no, what if he knows my soulmate? Or... what if he is my soulmate...
No, that's not possible. I would have realized by now, right?
Bill's POV
She has been in there for a while...
I almost feel bad. I decide to get up from my table and walk over to the door. It has a little window in it so I peer through, only to see her pacing back and forth. She is muttering to herself and she has rolled her sleeves up, looking at her forearms.
Wow, she must talk to her soulmate almost as much as... my soulmate... and I....
Wait...
Is she my soulmate?!
Reader POV
I am really freaking out. I just need to go home and calm down. I ask my boss if I can leave early, and he says yes because of how dead it is. I don't even think about who could be watching as I remove my gloves, to wipe my sweaty palms on my apron.
No one's POV
As the waitress hangs up her apron and moves to leave out of the back door, she is unaware of the yellow clad gentleman watching her every move. He is studying her and her now bare hands, seeing a mark on her hand that is in the shape of a rather familiar triangle...
Author's Note: If y'all have any ideas for cliffhangers, let me know~
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One Forgetful Soulmate (Human Bill Cipher x Reader)
Lãng mạnSoulmate Au where whenever you write or draw on yourself, it appears on your Soulmate and vice versa. You, (y/n), are a highly forgetful person and constantly write memos and notes on your arms for yourself, much to the dismay of your soulmate. Can...
