Newsies- Soulmate AU Thingy! (DISCONTINUED!)

Belmerttons | Chapter One

[ELMER'S POV]
"Drogi Boże, get out of my room!" I yell at one of my many little brothers.

"But Elmer, I wanna hang out!" he replies.

"I don't care."
I take him by the hand and walk him out of my room.
"Stay out, okay?"

He pouts.
"Okay..."

He walks into another room, and I close my door.

Ever since my parents died, I've had to babysit all of my little brothers. I'm always busy with that.

I sit down on my bed before noticing something on my right thumb.
It looks like something small just stabbed it. I don't remember stabbing my thumb with anything.

Then I realize something.
Wait a second. When random things just show up on your body, it's supposed to be from your soulmate.

So my soulmate stabbed themself with something? Hopefully they're okay.

I open my door for a second, yelling out it in Polish, "Hej, jeśli ktoś z was tam jest, czy ktoś z was ma znacznik?".

"I have a orange one!" one of my little brothers answers, handing me an orange marker.

"Thank you," I say before closing the door again.

As long as it's visible on your body, your soulmate will see it, right?

I write on my right arm:
Hey! Sorry if I'm disturbing you, but I see you stabbed yourself with something. Are you okay?

About three minutes later, a reply comes in red:
Oh, hi. Yeah, I'm okay. I'm just sewing.

He likes sewing? That's cool.
What are you sewing, if I may ask?

Just a little bag to carry supplies in, the red marker replies.

So he likes sewing and I'm good at math (plus I'm fluent in Polish, but that's not much help). We could make a powerful duo.

Anyway, it's nice to meet you. I'm Elmer Kasprzak.

My name is so weird. At this point, I don't even know my real name. I've been called Elmer my whole life.

What does Elmer even mean? I'm not sure...

Then I notice a reply has shown up:
Nice to meet you too. I'm Benjamin Davenport, but I like being called Buttons.

I'm guessing "Buttons" comes from his apparent love of sewing.
Benjamin is a beautiful name, by the way.

You mind if I call you Benjamin? Maybe Ben? I ask.

Hopefully he's okay with me calling him by his real name. I mean, if you don't address your lover by their real name once in a while, it's hard to build a connection with them.

Nah, I don't mind. Call me whatever you want to, he replies.

Then one of my little brothers bursts into my room.

"Hi, Elmer!" he shouts.
"Co porabiasz?"

Then he notices I'm writing on my arm.
"Why are you writin' on your arm? Somebody told me that's not safe."

"It's washable marker," I tell him.
"Now, please shoo. I'se tryin' to talk to my soulmate."

My little brother cocks his head.
"What's a soulmate?" he asks.

"Somethin' you'll find out when you get older," I reply.

"A mate's a friend. So a soulmate's a really good friend, right?"

I chuckle.
"Not... quite..."

"Okay, bye!" my little brother yells, running out of my room and closing the door.

I chuckle, then write on my arm:
Sorry, my little brother burst into my room and bugged me.

You have a little brother?
Well, actually, I have like eight...
I have a lot of siblings too. My cousin watches them so I don't have to.
Lucky...

At least my soulmate knows what it's like to deal with a whole bunch of little siblings.
I wonder how many siblings he has?

[BUTTONS' POV]
Hi! I'm Benjamin Davenport, also known as Buttons!

I continue sewing a patch onto one of my shirts. It has a hole in it, so I couldn't help myself.

Just as I think Elmer (my soulmate) is finished talking to me, a foreign phrase appears on my arm:
Kocham Cię.

Then underneath it, it says:
(It's Polish. Go translate it.).

I pull up Google Translate on my phone, typing the phrase written on my arm, because god knows I'm not one bit fluent in Polish.

🔊 POLISH         |  🔊 ENGLISH
                             |
Kocham Cię.      |  I love you.

I blush lightly. He must've been so shy to tell me, so he told me in Polish.

Then I write on my arm:
Aww, I love you too.

I can't believe I'm in a relationship with a dude I've only talked to via writing on my arm with a marker.

I really need to get his phone number...
Maybe later I can ask him for it. But for now, we can just talk this way. Besides, talking like this gives us more of a grip on how the other acts. After all, Elmer did contact me in the first place about when I stabbed myself in the thumb with a sewing needle.

Elmer can speak Polish, so that's cool. But I can't speak Polish to save my life. Guess he can try to teach me when he has the time.

For now, I'll just stick to communicating with him in English, my native language.

|A/N| Heya, friends! I haven't written from yet Buttons' POV yet, so I got to have fun with that!

Also, appreciate the fact I took like 15 minutes making that little Google Translate thingy.

This chapter and the next contain some Polish, so here are translations:
Drogi Boże = Dear god
Hej, jeśli ktoś z was tam jest, czy ktoś z was ma znacznik? = Hey, if any of you are out there, do any of you got a marker?
Co porabiasz? = Whatcha doin'?
Kocham Cię. = I love you.

Anyway, this was fun to write! Bye, friends!