The final part! This wasn't supposed to be dragged out so much qwq... Also, Remus is being very, uh... explicit in this chapter. Basically, sex jokes and sex references in this chapter. (NOTHING HAPPENS, MIRANDATHING!!!)

Roman sat up in his own bed and looked around his room. It was still the same, more or less. The closet was open and he could see himself in the mirror, his room had been cleaned, which was surprising, and there was a post-it note on the wall. Roman frowned. That was new. He walked up to it, seeing mildly familiar handwriting, and plucked it off the wall. Written in swoopy handwriting was a note.

Salut, je suis désolé, je ne sais pas beaucoup d'anglais, donc c'est dans Français. C'est mon numéro de téléphone, donc on peut parler, si tu veux.

Underneath was a collection of numbers, and Roman smiled at it. He walked over to his desk, where his phone was on charge, and opened up a new contact, typing in the details. Quickly, he was done, saving the number simply as 'Soulmate'.

Then, he texted it.

You:

Bonjour, c'est votre âme sœur!

Comment vas-tu?

Soulmate:

wow les fuseaux horaires sont hilarants

tu viens de te réveiller ?

You:

Oui... qwq

Soulmate:

ha

je dois y aller, désolé, je peux te parler bien tôt ?

You:

Au revoir!

Roman's' smile grew even wider and turned off his phone just as Remus walked in.

"Eww, you're smiling, did you get sent a dick pic?"

"Eww, what the hell, no, get out of my room!"

.:*:.

Two years into texting and switching and the two soulmates have finally managed to organise it. They were going to see each other, both of them flying to England, to end the cycle and be together. Virgil was holding his suitcase with shaking hands as he began to board the plane. He had his whole family with him, so they could meet the future in law.

Janus put a hand on his shoulder and attempted a smile. He hated planes with a passion and only came so he could scare the hell out of Roman. Virgil had been incredibly secretive when it had come to his soulmate. He hadn't even shown his mother pictures of him, as to not to ruin the surprise.

"Virgil," His father began to say for the fourth timethat day, "tu sais que je t'aime, mais es-tu sûr qu'on ne devrait pas en savoir plus sur ce garçon avant de le rencontrer?"

Virgil smiled. "Papa, ne t'inquiète pas, Roman est incroyable."

"Je parie qu'il va être un grand bébé," Grunted Janus, as they made their way to their seats. "Et il va en ressembler à un."

Virgil grinned slightly, knowing that Roman did not look like a big baby and Janus was going to eat his words soon.

"Les garçons, chut, je suis sûr que Roman sera un homme charmant," His mother lectured quickly, hushing them as they sat down. "En plus, peu importe à quoi il ressemble. Tant qu'il rend Virgil heureux."

Virgil's' father frowned quickly. "Il ferait mieux de ne pas le rendre trop heureux. Virgil, ce Romain ne doit pas te toucher avant qu'il ne me le demande en premier."

Virgil's' jaw dropped. "Papa-!"

"Ne discute pas avec moi, j'ai parlé!"

Janus grinned and reached across to high-five his dad, sharing the resentment towards the mystery American. Virgil pouted and sank down in his seat, with a glare. Hopefully, Roman was having a better time than him...

.:*:.

"He's gonna get fucked!" Whooped Remus loudly as Roman collected his baggage, swivelling his hips inappropriately and getting a lot of odd looks. "My little bro is about to bang some French emo all night-!"

"Remus, shut it!" Hissed Roman, punching his brother on the shoulder. "Why did I even bring you along?!"

Remus shrugged. "Because Mom and Dad don't trust you to do it without supervision."

Roman glared. "That was not the reason."

"Do you want me to go over how to do anal or are you just gonna choke him with your dick?"

Roman went bright red and choked on his coffee. "Remus, shut up! His brother's overprotective as hell, he can't hear you say that! Let alone his dad! His dad wants to fucking skin me!"

Remus grinned madly. "Poor you, huh? At least your cycle has happened, I'm still waiting on mine."

Roman shrugged but looked a little shameful and sorry as he glanced around. "Yeah, I know. Are you sure you don't mind being here?"

"Eh, I don't care if I have a soulmate or not," Remus said indifferently. "I mean, not everyone has one completely perfect for them. Don't even really want one, to be honest."

Roman nodded and headed out of the baggage bay. He told the passport manager that his reason to visit the United Kingdom was to meet his soulmate, he got through security without a hitch, while Remus got held back for the number of metal studs he had on his jacket that picked up the metal sensor. Not that he minded, because a pretty young man had to check him over.

"Cute guy, am I right?" Remus smirked as they walked away.

"You are insufferable," Roman sighed and looked around. Flights were landing from France everywhere and he scoured the crowd for any familiar face. He couldn't see anyone.

That was when Remus nudged him, pointing in a direction to a crowd of people. "Hey, beanie-wearing hottie, 10 o'clock," He grinned.

Roman looked and instantly saw Janus.

Janus was shorter than he had always seemed to be, but his dad was just as tall as Roman had feared. Marionette, Janus's' mother, had her hands on the shoulders of the smallest one of that family. Virgil. Roman's' soulmate.

Roman grabbed Remus's' wrist, dragging him in the direction of the French family, and Virgil quickly spotted him too. He dropped his suitcase on his brother's' feet and quickly sprinted forwards too. The two soulmates embraced hard in the middle, Roman stumbling back at the force Virgil hit him.

"Salut," He laughed.

"Hello!" Virgil answered. "I've been practising English, can you tell?"

"I can," Roman beamed proudly.

Remus looked at the two. "Bro, that's a good height difference. It's gonna make for some 'fun times', you know what I'm saying?" He winked too many times and Roman glared at him unamused.

Virgil's' family caught up with them and Janus tugged Virgil away quickly. "Virgil, tu ne m'as pas dit qu'il était sexy!" He hissed. "Tu dois me dire ces choses!"

"'Ello, Roman," Marionette smiled, taking her husband by the arm. "It's amazing to finally see you. Virgil wouldn't share a single picture of you." Roman smiled at her before looking nervously up at his soulmate's' father.

Leo looked down at Roman menacingly. "Force him to do anything he's uncomfortable with, and you'll be dealing with me, got that?" He growled, in terrifyingly fluent English.

Roman blinked. "Have you always been able to do that-?"

"Hé, enlève-toi de moi!" Shouted Janus and Roman paled, looking up to see Remus picking Janus up easily, and sitting the Frenchman on his shoulder.

"Well," He said blankly. "I got my stuff, let's go back to Florida."

"Remus," Roman sighed tiredly. "Why do you feel the need to do this?"

"To embarrass you."

Virgil rolled his eyes at Roman's' twin, stepped forwards, and kissed his soulmate.