Soulmate au where the person has a specific spot on their body with a blank stain, and that's where their soulmate touches them.

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Soulmates.

What a strange word.

One person that it out there in the world who is supposedly your "soulmate." It can be anyone, really. Not just one specific person. Some fellow human could end up being you're very good friend, and you catch feelings but they don't reciprocate. It's all fine, they weren't the right one for you. You move on and grow from there.

Everyone seems to think it's all down to one individual when really it's all based on feelings. If you both truly love each other then the black stain on both of you will change to whatever color your feeling when that person touches you.
It doesn't have to be sexual or anything like that. Could be a simple hug or a reassuring pat.

Why am i explaining all this? Well, I've had many up and downs with dating I'll tell ya that. Im not a people person much so when i do meet someone i tend to catch small annoying emotions for them.

And everytime i do i always make sure to see if they will be the one to make me feel something other than false hope. To change the rich black color staining my hands to something beautiful other than the void of all colors. But the tender loving scenes i romanticize so much inside my head, never comes true.

Been years since I've last had a date, or actual human contact. Sure i talk but not about what i like. Never what i want to speak on. No one asks what my favorite show is or when i plan on doing this weekend. Just deadlines, and useless runs for coffee.

My life is dull gray undertones shading all my little insecurities. All i need is for someone to hold my inky black hands,  while soft hues of colors paint our skin.

It was around mid afternoon, on a obnoxious sunny day. The heat was unbearable with the sun's dumb evil rays of literal lazer beams making everything in it's path 100 times hotter.

I was in a small ice cream shop, fanning myself whilst licking some strawberry ice cream. Even in the air conditioning the heat still found a way in. I was sweating in places i never knew one could.

That's when i saw the front door open, and i saw the most sleep deprived, hungry, and looked like a whole train wreak in general walk in.

Messy hair, wearing a pair of blue converse that look like they've seen their days, and this person outfit intrigued me the most. Wearing anime shirt of some sort, -defiantly a weeb- and black pants. Im not one to make fun or criticize people for what they wear, but who the fuck wears black pants in 90 degree weather?!

Im having a heat stroke just looking at them! My ice cream is probably melting quicker too just in the same presence as this person.

I avert my gaze away, to not look like a creep and die. I continue to enjoy my cold treat, dazing at the glass window instead.

At the corner of my eye i see the weeb from earlier sit a table away from me. Turns out there a He, which i guess explains some things fashion wise. He has some vanilla ice cream in hand,  look of bliss on his features as he licks it.

Ice cream really does make anyones day better, and i can even witness it in real life to prove it. This dude alone looked like he needed that ice cream.

I guess he noticed my staring, cause before I could process what i was doing, i saw this guy's face turn bright red with embarrassment. Instantly i awkwardly smiled and tore my gaze away.

Great. Staring at strangers, i guess this is a new hobby of mine.

I felt myself grow anxious at the thought of this dude both thinking im a weirdo and the fact that i know he's staring at me now. Fantastic. Why am i like this?

Oh lord i bet we were both red in the face, how f u n.

After what felt like a million years I averted my gaze to see if the guy was still there. To my surprise, he still was. His glance now at the window.

I let out a relived sigh i didn't know i was holding. Thank god that was over, i was considering just digging a hole in the floor and dying there.

Licking my now melting ice cream, i started to daze out the big window myself. Daydreaming mindlessly about god knows what. Slowly forgetting the awkward moment.

As i finished the cone, feeling alot better than hot, I decided it was high time to book this place and go back to my humble of home, where the cold AC roams.

I didnt bother to see if that guy was still there, seeing as it wasn't none of my business and to avoid another awkward encounter.

Pushing the door i was slapped in the face with heat. Yeah i remember why i went here in the first place. Good god it's hot like satans armpit out here.

The sun was a real hot bitch, breaking out a sweat on my forehead, i trudged along going who knows where. I just wanted to reel my mind away from that awkward encounter..

Damn. I really did just subconsciously remind myself of it.. W o w.

I felt something try to walk past me, and i about toppled over like the clumsy klut i am.

"Oh im so sorry-"

A burst of color fills my world.

I turn my head, and it's the guy from the ice cream parlor. A shocked expression on his face too.

Well, i guess this is one way to meet your possible soulmate.

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I had this oneshot for way to long. Hope it was worth the wait

-hiL