My Mark

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Hi. My name is Richard Grayson, but you can call me Dick or Robin.
The most asterous Boy Wonder.
To start this story out, it's about me, obviously. But not just me, but my soulmate.

Everyone seems to have a sentimental print somewhere their soulmate touches for the first time. The hand, elbow, leg, hip. The moment your soulmate touches that spot, the print disappears. People say it's like fireworks or being electrocuted the moment they touch your mark.
But mine... Mine is a big red handprint right across my left cheek. I highly doubt I'll be feeling fireworks or being electrocuted. Which I have been electrocuted before. It actually hurts.
Only a few know about it: Bruce, Alfred, Wally, Roy, and Barbara.

Barbara and Alfred try to say it's not what it looks like. While Bruce, Roy, and Wally keeps threatening to beat the person up, even though they don't know them.
I mean how can it not look like what it looks like.... My soulmate will most likely slap me right across the face.

To hide it up I use concealer. I also avoid physical contact.
I mean who wouldn't if they were in my situation?
I don't want to get slapped across the face! It helps that Wally and Roy have taken up to being my personal bodyguard. The only time I ever have to use physical contact is when I'm sparring or fighting some crazed villain.
And honestly, that scares me more than being slapped. What if my soulmate is a crazed villain!?

I could be overthinking things, but what if I'm not. Besides, some don't even find their soulmate till in their 40s. Some don't even find them at all. Maybe I'll be one of the lucky ones that don't find their soulmate. Cause let's be honest here.
I despise this whole soulmate thing. Maybe someone will change my mind. Maybe they won't.
I'm guessing only time will tell.
Besides, the future isn't set in stone now is it?

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