Sanders Sides One-Shots

Day 10 - Link in Bio - Logince

SOULMATE SEPTEMBER

Day 10: You are born with a birthmark, similar to a tattoo, that is shared by your soulmate.

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"Hello Ladies, Lords and Non-Binary Royalties;" Roman's voice came from Patton's computer, making Logan roll his eyes. "Today I have a couple of errands to run, but as you know a prince has got to slay, so come and get ready with me."

Patton giggled at the same time the more nerdy guy scoffed.

"Patton could you maybe put on some headphones? I'm not really interested in what that internet personality has to say."

The guy sighed, slightly rolling his eyes.

"Oh come on I bet you could interested if you tried to listen to him once. He is not as stupid as you make him out to be you know?"

"Please, he just does his make up and films everything he does. He has millions of subscribers, he should invest much more of his time in educating them rather than showing them how to do their make up." Logan shot back, not taking his eyes off the book.

"You know, mr know-it-all, there are more ways than one to teach people something, and if you took the time to watch at least a couple of his videos, you would notice that he actually does educate his viewers."

The nerdy one just let out a mocking laugh. "Like what? What concealer is better?"

Patton glared at him, before getting up. "Like doing a make over while interviewing people who face different difficulties through out their life. Like doing activism and bringing his camera along to show how important it is. Like openly talking openly about his mental health problems." He stopped for a second, staring right into the other surprised eyes. "And I really think you should stop judging people without knowing them."

In the next few weeks Roman had managed to make the headlines of several online newspaper and drama channels as he inadvertently showed his soulmate mark to his whole audience; now there was a good part of his 22 million subscribers who were dm-ing him saying they were his soulmate of going as far as completely faking it by painting the mark on their skin.

"Dude, calm down, it's not a big deal." His best friend said plopping down on his couch as he paced the room.

"Of course is not a big deal for you, you're not the one receiving thousand of messages every hour from your fake soulmates!" He exclaimed exasperated. He was tired of people telling him it wasn't a big deal, because it fucking was!

"Okay, you know what? You need a breather." Virgil said before getting up from the big crimson couch with a groan. "How about we go to that favorite cafe of yours and grab a hot chocolate or something?"

Roman nodded, taking a deep breath, before putting on a red sweater a few sizes bigger than necessary with a small crown in the up right corner and exiting his apartment.

Logan sighed, looking at his reflection in the cafe's bathroom one last time. He was submerged with work that weekend and he was honestly exhausted. The mere thought of having to get back out and work gave him nausea, but he had to do it.

With on last breath he turned around, ready to get out of the bathroom and that's when it happened. Before he could even touch the door that one opened, and a man whom he knew way too well from Patton's obsession over him run straight into him, drenching his white dresshirt with his coffee.

"What the hell?!" Logan exclaimed as the stranger gasped.

"Oh my god I am so sorry, here take my sweater! I'm so fucking sorry I didn't see you and I didn't think there was anyone in the bathroom!" He said scrambling to take the clothing off as Logan just grumbled.

"No, it's fine, just make sure to look where you're going next time." The nerd grumbled, dusting his shirt off as if that would have helped.

Roman didn't think twice before trusting his sweater in the stranger's hands. "No please, I insist, I can't just let you walk out with that giant stain, not when it's my fault."

Logan just stared at him for a few seconds, an eyebrow quirked up in curiosity as the YouTube held his gaze. He knew the other wouldn't give up so, with a sigh and a roll of his eyes, he grabbed the clothing, making him smile. "Fine."

It took him a few minutes, but eventually he came out of the stall, his dirty dress shirt in his hands as he tried to adjust the sweater as best as he could; Roman was a lot taller than he was and that thing was bigger even on him, so on the nerdy guy was just huge.

"Well, it's a bit big but I'll hope it will do for the day! Let me go back out and I can grab some money to pay for the laundry!" He said, but before he could even take a step, his eyes caught sight of something on the other's exposed shoulder.

"Oh, not you too. Please no." He whined rolling his eyes, his smile fading and his fists clenched in built up anger.

Logan just stared at him confused.

"Don't look at me like that, you know perfectly well what you're doing. Honestly why are you all so obsessed with me?!" He asked exasperated, raising his voice slightly and gesturing over the small drawing of a small on a book on the other's skin.

"I'm sorry but I don't think I know what you're talking about. Is there something wrong with my soulmate mark?" Logan asked, taking a small step back and narrowing his eyes at the YouTuber. Sure he wasn't much of a romantic, but he still was protective of his soulmate, it didn't matter that he had yet to meet him.

Roman just rolled his eyes, earring out a bitter, mocking laugh. "Something wrong, of course there's something wrong! It's fake! You just draw it on!"

Those words made the nerdy guy growl as he quickly covered his shoulder, keeping his hand there, as if to protect it.

"First of all, who the fuck do you think you are to tell me that my soulmate is fake?!" He asked, voice low and threatening, making Roman's eyes widen a bit in surprise. "And second of all, why would you even think it was fake? You literally had no reason to."

"Excuse me? Do you have any idea of who I am?!" Logan just stared at him blankly.

"Yeah. You're a quite famous internet personality and my room-mate is literally obsessed with you. I, on the other hand, tend to find you rather annoying and this is not helping your case. Also, who you are does not justify your previous statement."

Roman looked at him surprised, his lips slightly parted.

"damn, it's like hearing a dictionary talk." He mumbled to himself. "you really don't care about who I am?" He asked, taking a breath of relief when he saw the other shake his head, just to instantly freeze.

If that guy really didn't care about who he was, and had the same soulmark as his then that meant...

"Soulmate."

Yep I know im late, sorry. It's four am and goes who tomorrow has to get up and write? yeah it's me! Whooo-hooo!

Night guys,

Ali c: