Ok, first things first. I know it's been like 20 years, sorry for the cliffhanger and such. I do have basically the whole plot of this story planned out, it's just putting it into one cohesive story that doesn't suck because I'm proud of this plot I came up with and I want to do it justice, you know? Idk I'm gonna try to start updating every other Sunday with surprise updates in between but don't kill me if I don't. After next week, the play I'm in will be done so I'll pretty much be able to update as often as possible. Ok sorry for the super long A/N and the wait.

Kevin's POV

I was terrified. Absolutely terrified. As soon as I sent that text a pit in my stomach had formed and it just increased in intensity as I waited for Connor to text back. I started at my phone with wide eyes as I saw the the bubble indicating Connor was typing on my phone and tried to control my breathing.

Connor
Talk about what?

You
Seriously? I'm pretty sure you know

Connor
Jeez no need to be a dick about it I'm just trying to make decent conversation

You
This is terrifying for me so don't be like that

Connor
You act like I'm not scared either

Connor
I have a pretty good idea of what your parents are like and I'm assuming they go through your texts and wouldn't approve of this? Maybe we should talk in person.

You
Library?

Connor
A little too public I think

Connor:
Maybe my place?
My parents are working and I can just ask Ollie to take the siblings to see the new Lego Movie

You
That sounds fine

Connor
[Insert address heere]
Does 3:30 sound fine?

You
Sure I'll be there then

Well that didn't do anything to ease the anxiety. I texted my mom and told her I was studying at the library after school with a girl named Angie. Angie is not a real person but I figured since Angie was a girl's name, my mom wouldn't be worried about me participating in "gay activities". Surprisingly, it worked.

Connor's house wasn't too far away, which was good because I couldn't ask Jack to drive me because he'd tell Mom and I'd have a mess.

It was 2:55 and I guessed that it would take around 20 minutes to get to Connor's and I wanted to stop at the gas station along the way and get a coffee. I had tried it with a friend once and loved it but it was outlawed in our house. I decided if I was gonna go talk to my soulmate who was a guy, I might as well indulge in some coffee while I do it.

After buying my coffee, I made a beeline for Connor's. I had never been there before, but it was a nice place. I knocked on the door to be greeted by Olivia, Zach, and another little girl. These must be Connor's siblings. Olivia told me he was upstairs, second door on the left. I made my way up there and realized just how many rooms there were in this house. I thought
I had a big family, but this was nuts.

I knocked on the door to be greeted by a stressed looking Connor.
"Come on in," he said with a smile.

His room was really tidy and well kept. There was a collage of framed programs of the musicals he had choreographed. The walls were painted a nice light blue and he had a small desk on the back wall.

"You have a really big house," I say, trying to make small talk.

"Yeah I guess," he said, " When there's seven kids and their parents all under one roof you kinda have to have a big place." He sat down on his bed. "Our parents can't wait for me and Ollie to move out just so they'll have less kids to deal with."

"You have six siblings?" I say, astonished.

"Yep." He shifted a little. " Four sisters and two brothers ranging ages 4 to 17"

"Wow."

"I know right?" I could tell he was getting sick of the small talk and wanted to just get to the point, but I was all for continuing to stall as much as I could.

Just as I was about to start telling him about Jack and Jo, he said, "Can we just cut to the chase? It was your idea to come talk to me about this, so please quit stalling."

That just made it so much harder (( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)) to do what I was trying to do. I was just at a loss for words all of a sudden. Clearly I looked a little flustered because then Connor said, "You won't start the conversation? Fine. I'll just do it myself," he stated firmly, standing up from the bed, presumably to be a little more level with me, even though I was about four inches taller that him (I know the height difference isn't that much, but I live for couples with a height difference so...)

"So, I guess I'll be the first one to say it," he declared, "You're my soulmate and I'm yours." He shows me the tattoo on his wrist that displayed the words "Move, fag" and I felt horrible. I pulled up my sleeve to reveal the words "Oh em gosh I am so sorry!" And he just looked at me for a second, as if he was studying my or something. He thought for a second and then he looks at me again, "How do you feel about this," he questioned, " I just don't wanna get my hopes up you know?"

That posed a question. How did I feel about my soulmate being a guy? Being Connor at that? Would I ever be truly okay with it? Would I be willing to give up my entire life to be with a man. Would I be willing to leave the church, what I've dedicated my life to, to be with Connor? Could I do that?

"To be honest, I don't know how I feel, not really." I sat down on his bed, "I've always been taught that being gay was wrong, but then I meet you and I know you're my soulmate and I know I think that you're cute and I know I enjoyed kissing you and-" I stopped there. I was gripping the comforter of Connor's bed with all my might and I was on the verge of a panic attack. I tried to focus on my breathing some more.

"I understand, but this is something you would need to think about." He sighed and sat down next to me, "I know how you were raised, but that was then and this is now. We're in the now Kevin, the now where it shouldn't matter who you're with and it shouldn't matter what gender you are."

He took a deep breath and looked me in the eyes," The now where it's written in the stars for us to be together, and we know it."

He was quiet as he said his next words, "The now where I believe we could be genuinely happy if you let us... If you're willing to give this-" he paused, "- give us a shot."

I knew at this point that I wanted to be with Connor, that even though I barely knew him, I knew that something had made the right choice when it decided that me and Connor would be soulmates. It was a little frightening to be honest, to experience these sudden, strong emotions for someone I had breakup talked to, but I did.

I turned and looked at him, nervous. "I wanna give us a shot," I said with a smile. And with that, I leaned over and kissed him lightly. This one wasn't as heated as the first one, and I sensed he felt it too. I knew we had time now, all the time in the world and I was so okay with it. The kiss was soft and warm, and our lips just seemed to fit together like pieces of a puzzle. I realized in this moment, I didn't need to get into the Lord's heaven, I just needed to be here, in the now.

About 1300 words

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