Multi-Fandom One-Shots Part 2

My dear, i'll be there soon. - Stydia (Teen Wolf)

The first thing Lydia does every birthday when she wakes up is to check her phone, ignoring all the random messages from people she doesn't care about and reading what her best friend wrote for her. Allison likes to write these long paragraphs wishing her a happy birthday, which at first, Lydia thought it was super cheesy but now she thinks it's also cute, despite still having the same opinion. Allison likes to write these long paragraphs wishing her a happy birthday, which at first, Lydia thought was super cheesy but now she thinks it's also cute, despite still being super cheesy.

But today is different. Today the wind feels a little bit cooler and her bed is too warm to leave. Today she turns eighteen and a mark appears on her body. The Mark. The one that her grandmother kept telling her about when she was a kid, once they were done with the books she wanted to read. The one that she always looks for more information when she can't sleep because she is amazed by the mythology behind it and because she is Lydia Martin, she truly enjoys learning even though when high school started she used to pretend she was not smart. The one that she always looks up more information about when she can't sleep because she is amazed by the mythology behind it and because she is Lydia Martin, she truly enjoys learning. The one that burns when you meet your soulmate, the one that shows you how many days this person has left on earth.

Why would anybody want to know when the presumed love of their life is going to die? Wouldn't it be better to just live your life without having to worry about soulmates?

She never believed it though, but she was always curious about the history behind those marks. In one of her searches, she found out that the mark only appears when you turn eighteen because you need to find out who you are first and then spend the rest of your life with someone. Maybe, that's maybe her favorite thing about it

That's not how it works in the real world, though. The mark doesn't guarantee happy endings. The mark doesn't even guarantee happy middles.

Her parents are soulmates but that didn't mean anything when they decided to get a divorce. She knows many couples who are unhappy but stay together just because they are soulmates. Whatever, she's not gonna live her life by believing in fate. People fall in love more than once and it's not a mark on your body that's gonna tell you who you're supposed to be with. It would be too easy and Lydia knows life isn't.

There are many reasons to explain why she doesn't believe in it, but when she wakes up her curiosity is killing her so, she jumps out of bed and goes straight to the mirror to find her mark.

And that's when she sees it. A tiny number on her wrist, like it was written in a sloppy handwriting. It's almost funny because It looks like a tattoo someone would get when they're drunk.

(And when the tattoo artist is also drunk.)

But then she realizes what this number means and the moment is completely gone.

500.

500 days without him.

She doesn't believe in soulmates, she repeats to herself, still standing in front of the mirror. But how can the universe be so cruel?

*

She hates that her mark appeared in such a visible place so she covers it with concealer to avoid the whispers in the hallway. Lydia learned excessively early how to figure out if the whispers are about her; they usually are but she doesn't care anymore. Everyone knows it's her birthday, everyone is going to pay extra attention on her today, just to find out about the mark.

The mark isn't as big a deal as it was years ago, people fall in love despite not being soulmates but this is high school and people are stupid and childish as fuck. She can already feel people's eyes on her. She heard some girls wondering if her ex-boyfriend is her soulmate but her mark is still black, that means she didn't meet the person yet, thank god, she thinks to herself. Jackson is an asshole.