(DISCONTINUED) ~Borderline Soulmates~ A Grillby X Male!reader Fanfiction

Chapter 1

"Everyone knows the stories about soulmates. Of course, just because everyone knows the story doesn't mean they have to believe it. It's a fairytail. Make believe." You slumped back down into your old dusty couch, flicking the Television off after a few minutes of mindless scrolling.
"Fake News. Like the 'monsters' that live underground."

"Monsters are real though." Chirped your little sister, who was sitting at the oak coffee table in your trashy apartment. She was colouring some splotchy rainbow mess on a piece of construction paper.

"And so are soulmates. I know they are. Grandma told me they're real. She said that she and grandpa were soulmates before he died in Vietnam." She continued, not looking up from the chicken scratch she was jumbling together in crayon, and failing to realize that she brought up something pretty traumatizing.
You were glad your mother wasn't here, she probably would have falling to her knees with sobs at the mention of her dead dad.

"How do you know?" You quipped, scooting off the couch and resting your arms on the coffee table, watching the young girl colour across the way.

"How do I know what?" She asked, her bright eyes flitting away from the paper and towards you, her head cocked. She had a very bad memory obviously, though it was more of a child-with-a-short-attention-span problem then a medical one.

"How do you know that monsters are real?" You asked.

"Oh..." She furrowed her brow. "...my brain told me."

"Did it now? You asked, smiling.

"Yea." She said matter-of-factly before getting back to her work.

You rarely got to spend time with your sister anymore, between work and typical things that a 27 year old single man would do. Luck managed to take your side though, because your mother had to go on an unexpected business trip out of town for a bit, and you were off on paid leave for a while.

It was nice, refreshing almost to hang out with her for a few days. But (S/N) made you think of kids, and kids made you think of a family, and family meant finding a good wife to take care of that family.

You were never really into the whole "wife thing." Or,, maybe it was just women that set you off. They never really seemed,,, attractive to you. You much preferred Chris Pratt. Or The one actor from Ant-Man. He was kinda hot.

You never thought of yourself as Gay, but it seemed too weird not to notice that guys seemed more appealing then girls to you.

You didnt have much time to think about that though, because the doorbell rang, signaling the pizza man was here. You and your sister quickly jumped up and raced to the door to see who could open it first.

You let her win of course.

~Time Skip To The Next Morning~

You were still on the couch, flipping through the T.V.. You Didn't sleep a wink last night. Something was bugging you, sending weird cold shivers up your back and making your hands clammy. It was bugging you so bad, in fact, that you flipped to the Morning News channel, and scanned it vigorously for anything out of the ordinary, which is rare because the News is stupid.

You were too busy watching some story about a lost dog and free churros at some restaurant to notice your little sister had woken up, and was crawling onto the couch seat next to you, snuggling into your arm and yawning.

You couldn't help but gasp when a sudden emergency Public Service Announcement sign flashed across the screen. A fearful looking man in a dark gray tux was standing in front of Mount. Ebott, eyes wide and teeth chittering. Sweat was dripping down his forehead in thick beads as he glanced back and forth from the mountain to the camera.