(Virgil POV)

When I got home Emile is in the kitchen, I walked over to join him at the table and smack my face on the table and pick at my black nail polish,and groan, Emile looks at me with a gentle smile, turns to me

"What's wrong Virge?" I look up at him and show him the marks from my soulmates, "Ah I see, wanna talk about it?" I shook my head no, He smiles "Remy's not here right now I can put on my headphones and you can go ham on your drums?" I nodded, chuckling he gets his noise canceling headphones and puts them on, gives me a thumbs up and I run up to the attic closing the door that leads up there to block the sound a little bit i open the attic window to get air in, then I slip on my noise canceling headset and begin letting out my feelings on my drumset, after pressing record on the recording device, I started doing this to help with my nervous energy, the sounds are similar but not the same, it's nice to get it out. After about an hour I stop already feeling better enough to talk with Emile about the soulmate colors. I walk back in the kitchen sans my headset, I see Emile sitting at the table I wave my hand in front of his face he takes off his own headphones,

"So, um, I'm ready to talk about it. What do you know about soulmate colors?" I ask and he smiles at me, "not as much Remy but enough, so what is your question?" he asks kindly, I Smile at him then dred comes over me, "what do two colors mean, and what does this guy mean by purple?"  Emile laughs gently "Well to answer your first question, two colors means that you have two soulmates, and the second has any of your marks appeared on anyone else?"  I thought for a minute before it kinda clicked, "I literally ran into a guy in punk he had the same marks I use to scratch the urge," I pause he nods then encourages me to continue I take a breath in, hold, out, "except I write in black but his was purple." I close my mouth and look away, he hmms, " That's something to bring up with Remy, he'll be home soon, you talk with him once he gets home." he smiles gently, Emile is a great guy, I bet even if they weren't soulmates Remy would still be with him, I head up to my room get changed into shorts and a t-shirt. The urge comes back I dig through my hoodie and found my special pen and start on the arm without the yellow pen and I harshly run the pen over the scars, four this time, I then feel a tingle from my other arm it appears in green and yellow
Are you okay?
Love?
I glance down at my marks, I hear Remy come home, he comes to my room, I'm tearing up, he sits down next to me on the bed "Virgil, Emile explained a bit to me, about you asking about soulmate colors." I nod then show him the arm with the green and yellow writing, then I show my arm with the black pen, "Why would the mark on my arm and the one on my soulmates be different colors?" I ask Remy, since he is an expert on this along with his friends Taylin, Thomas, and Joan, Remy looks like he's thinking for a minute "well everyone who has a soulmate has a color associated with them, what do they call you?" Remy explains to me, I look down at my hand the one with green, "purple." I state Remy looks thoughtful for a moment then smiles "do you have any guess who green and yellow are?" I nod shyly "I may have literally ran into both green and yellow, on my way to my orientations" I tap my fingers together nervously, he looked at me in his smug older brother look, "Oh did you now, and you didn't tell me or Emile this earlier why?" I glared at him, "Because Emile Let me drum and you weren't home yet" I deadpanned towards him, "Oh yeah" he shifts awkwardly, he cleared his throat "did you know that soulmates feel whatever physical pain the other, or others are feeling?" I shook my head no, then my stomach dropped, "does that mean they felt when I cut from middle school till recently, even the harsh pen marks?' Remy nodded sullenly, "Yeah babes, they did and still do." I look down at the marked arm and the one with green and yellow, I then flop back down on the bed "God, I'm so mean to them" I cover my face with my hands and groan, Remy just comforts me reminding me to breathe.

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                                        (Janus POV)

I was sitting in Patton's cafe waiting for Remus to join me after the music orientation, after the time orientation ends I see purple running to a purple jeep, must be in a rush, I sip my coffee while waiting for remus when my wrists start to hurt like they are being banged on something, can't be Remus he play the bass, must be purple I smile in my cup, Remus is running into the cafe, Remus gets his usual and joins me I smile up at him, he kisses me, "I have reason to believe purple likes music" Remus smiles at me in his I already knew that smirk, "I mean he plays the drums" Remus set his order on the table, "Yeah, damn he's really going at it" Remus is rubbing his wrists to try to sooth it, about an hour later the pain stopped, "At least purple has rhythm" Remus smirked out, we kept hanging, talking couple stuff, when the harsh pain in the arm makes me roll up my sleeve and Remus take off his jacket, and in the pain came a tingle that was intensifying the pain and four purple marks, one after the other the same pain for each one until it stopped, Remus and I looked at eachother, I nod at him he writes Are you okay? In his green pen no answer, I then write in my yellow Love? He doesn't answer to me either now I'm worried.
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(Virgil POV)

I grab a pillow and scream into it Remy is still here and he is still trying to calm me down I can't really calm down knowing now that my soulmates can feel my pain and I'm wondering why I haven't noticed the yellow and green writing before, "Remy why haven't I seen the green and yellow writing before?" Remy thinks for a second "from what I found in my research, first contact opens the ability to communicate." I move the pillow "what about the times I marked myself and they probably saw?" Remy smiles for a minute then goes a bit sad, "first contact allows written words to appear, but the only way to see if marks count or not is to kinda study your case, but I need to do proper channels'' I look over at him, "What's that supposed to mean?" he looks at me with his guilty expression "I can go through the  hoops but I need written consent from you and your soulmates first to study your relationship and ask questions." I look at him then at my favorite purple pen then back to Remy "hand me my pen." He hands it to me and in purple under the green and yellow We should meet up somewhere, I'm bringing my brother with me in yellow, how about the borkfast nook on campus? I show Remy and he nods "get dressed I'm going to get the consent forms printed out and grab some black pens." With that Remy left to collect the stuff while I pulled on my favorite plum skirt and plum thigh highs, combat boots and favorite hoodie, grabbing my keys wallet purple pen and phone and wait for him in my royal purple jeep, Remy comes over to the passenger side after locking the door, after we buckled in I drove to campus where I see the sign for the borkfast nook cafe, Remy looks at me after getting his bag from the jeep "you ready Virge?" I shook my head no, "Not really, but as ready as I'll ever be." He nudges me, flips down his signature shades and pulls me along into the cafe.

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