Tower of God x reader one-shots

White/Hoaqin x reader

WARNING: Swearing (The usual.) 

This story takes place in the Hell Train, so I will use the name Hoaqin, he's white consciousness, so it's basically White.

I'll be exploring a personal idea about soulmates, one where there are no marks or signs except for one's personal soul compatibility and feelings. One where soul devourers such as Hoaqin do not desire to eat the soul of their soulmate because the soul of your soulmate is like another hall of their own soul. (I kind of just want an explanation for what will be happening, I won't be mentioning soulmates in the story itself. 

Tell me what you think of my poetic mood. 

Despite having lived for a very long time, making nations rise and fall and murdering millions, he had never, not even once, met anyone like you. You voluntarily stuck with him and put up with all his shit.
And it confused the hell out of him.

Most of all, he felt frustrated that he just couldn't seem to figure you out.

Yes, he was arrogant, he thought very highly of himself, but despite all that, he couldn't comprehend why you would stay near him. Let alone for an extensive period of time. 
Weren't you scared of him at all? 
Weren't you scared he'd literally take your soul? Which, for some strange reason, he had no desire to consume. Not in the way he didn't want to eat a guide's soul, he didn't think of your soul as filthy, not at all. Your soul felt so warm and loving, like a sunny day with a perfect temperature, so very idyllic. 

Maybe he liked the idea of feeling cared for, having someone truly care about him, about what happened to him, about what he did. Even if it was just a little, even if it was just an idea. 
His desire to be loved, to be needed by someone was buried deep down, a feeling that might never truly reach the surface. A feeling that kept sinking further into the deep. Further down with every swing of his sword, with every kill, with every lie, with every devoured soul. 

When you exited your quarters you smiled at him, groggy yet warm. Beautiful in his eyes. It sparked a curiosity in him. Why someone like you, someone who could see no monstrosity in life, ever enter the tower? Who were you before? Did it matter? 

A habit, a ritual of sorts, that's what it had become. Similar to the coffee a normal person would drink the morning, each other's presence was what you needed to start your day. 

While Hoaqin usually drifted through the train at his own pace, doing whatever he wanted, you had more of a schedule. You were always at specific places at certain times, places Hoaqin took the liberty of visiting at those times. Though he always insisted it was a coincidence, that he went there on a whim, each excuse sounding less believable with every passing day. You never called him out on it, knowing his nature when others came too close to knowing him. Defensive and proud, unfamiliar with a relationship on a personal level. 

Neither of you was very vocal in your relationship, you were just... there. In a good, calming way. One another presence being all the comfort and contact you needed. 

The time you spent to yourself was soon replaced with drifting around the train together. You invited yourself to come with him, he never showed any signs of dissatisfaction with your presence. He persisted he wasn't bothered by your presence as long as you didn't slow him down. Yet whenever you had any trouble moving around the corridors of the train, he never failed to help you out.

"Why do you want to go with me anyway?" Hoaqin asked. 
"I don't really have anything better to do."
"What do you usually do?" 
"I try to sleep because I can't seem to properly do so during nighttime." 
"What the fuck, why?" 
"...I just... don't sleep well..." You mumbled, obviously not telling the whole truth. You were never a good liar and in your brain, not telling the whole truth might as well be a lie. 
"Because?" 
"..Be...because..." 
"Listen, the more tired you get the more work I have to put into protecting you. I don't feel like taking care of everyone here." Hoaqin complained. "Watch your step over there." 
"Yo-you see..."