Only Human | Sander Sides

Soulmates~Prinxieceit

INFO
-requested by Maryam2467
-soulmate au where a colored mark appears where you and your soulmate first touch
-these three are complete dorks, i love it 
-ft. intrulogicality towards the end

TRIGGER WARNINGS
-emetophobia warning
-shirtless pic

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JeffreyDahmer: DEEDEE 
JeffreyDahmer: DID IT HAPPEN YET??? 
JekyllLies: No, the thing that happens to EVERYONE on their 18th birthday didn't happen to me. 
JeffreyDahmer: LEMME SEE
JekyllLies: -downloading picture-
JeffreyDahmer: damn i was lucky enough to get a shirtless pic out of it, maybe one a those is me 
JekyllLies: Oh no, that would be /awful/. 
JeffreyDahmer: >:P
JeffreyDahmer: cant wait till mine show up, then we can see if they match

Janus runs a hand over the purple mark on his peck, then over the red one on his side. What could those situations be? Is the red one some guy that will hit on him at a club or something? Does the purple one hate him? He was so excited to get his marks, but now they terrify him. He puts his shirt back on and keeps messaging Remus, effectively distracting himself from his fear. 

He forgets about them. They aren't in an obvious place, so he just covers them up and keeps living. He forgets about them. Until the new actor shows up to work. He's tall, with dyed red hair and green eyes, and he walks in wearing his prince stage costume the costume department made, muscles barely fitting into it. Janus almost drops the curtain's on the actors practicing because he's staring so hard. He can't help but wish this new guy is responsible for one of his marks. He learns to ignore it though, and keep working. He goes back to the rhythm of his job, a mindless task that he can do without thinking. He can do that, right? Ding dong, he was wrong. The new guy completely ruined his rhythm. Janus was just trying to gather costumes when he trips over a dress that wraps around his foot. Falling forward, he closes his eyes and waits for impact. It happens, but weirdly. Instead of hitting the ground, he hits an arm, that catches him and pulls him closer. Heat rises from his mark and he opens his eyes. New guy. He smiles, presumably from the heat of his mark, "Are you okay?" Janus just nods, face heating up at their closeness. 

New guy lets go of him and Janus steps back, extending a hand, "My name is Janus. Thank you for catching me." New guy snorts and shakes his hand, "I'm Roman." Janus stops, "Wait, what's your last name?" Roman raises an eyebrow, "King?" Janus' eyes widen, "Remus' brother?" Roman's widen in turn, "You know my brother?" Janus nods, "I guess the mustache, makeup, eye bags, and dyed hair really do make a difference!" They laugh at the situation and Roman asks, "So have you found the other one?" Janus puts a hand over his second mark, "No. It's purple, right?" Roman takes off the white glove of his costume, revealing purple marks on his fingertips, and nods.

A few dates later and they both worry. Who is the third person, and do they hate Janus? The first time Roman saw his marks, he expressed the same concern Janus had at first. They try putting it out of their mind though. If the third party doesn't like Janus, that's fine, they have each other. Besides, Roman has a performance soon, and they both need to memorize the things they need to do, lines or stage work. 

On the day of the performance, Roman sets aside four seats. "Who are those for?" Janus asks, waiting to help Roman with his costume and makeup. "I invited my friend Patton to watch, and he said he wanted to bring his soulmate and friend, and of course, I need to invite my brother, though he's a pain." Janus smiles, "That's sweet of you. Now hurry up, you have to get ready." Roman hurries backstage with Janus to get ready for the show. The curtains draw and Roman stands on stage. He has this. He knows his lines. He knows the movements. Now turn to the audience. Oh shit. In the front row, one of the seats he reserved. A hot, tall, pale, emo guy with green eyes in a purple jacket and black skinny jeans. His hands are in his pockets but maybe, if they were out, they'd have a red mark on them. Keep reciting your lines Roman, don't lose track. The emo seems fixated on his gloved hands. Oh shit. 

Roman did it, he got through the performance and everything went well. The applause excited him. He goes offstage and drags Janus to a corner, "I found him." Janus' eyes widen, "Him him?" Roman nods and Janus grabs his hand, "Take me to him." Roman intertwines their hands and leads them to the reserved section. Patton waves, and Roman smiles. "Did you enjoy the show?" Patton nods, "But what's even better is that Logan and I found our third!" Roman raises an eyebrow, "Really? Oh, please don't tell me-" Remus pushes his way to the front, knocking the emo towards Janus, "It's me!" Roman watches as the emo falls, putting a hand out. It lands on Janus' chest. Roman knows that the tall emo will knock over short Janus and reaches a hand out, grabbing his fingertips. Everyone manages to steady themselves, their marks heating. Roman starts laughing first, making Logan ask what's so funny. "It seems Janus and I have also met out third, Thnks to you and my brother." Patton's eyes light up, "Virgil!?" Virgil withdrawals a bit and nods, face red under the makeup. Patton squeals, "Cute!" Logan nods in agreement and Remus makes a gagging noise. "Well, Virgil, I'm Roman." "And I'm Janus."