AU: When you soulmate is hurt, you feel the pain.

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You were so young when it happened; your parents had found you on the floor, screaming in pain and scratching at your face. You were in so much pain, you ended up blacking out. Not before leaving massive marks on your face. You now permanently had eight marks down your face. You were bullied in school about it, people calling you psycho for doing this to yourself. So you usually wear a pair of shades and your hoodie up. Your bullying got so bad that now you had to move away from your old school.

You look up at the apartment that you would be moving into, Addison Apartments. You grab your box that was sitting beside you in the car. The movers had already moved the furniture in and your parents had arrived a few days earlier to get everything ready. You thank your uncle for dropping your off and head in. You were in apartment 404 on the fourth floor.

You adjust your slipping glasses with your elbow and walk in. You shuffle over to the elevator and press the button, waiting for it to open. When it does you see that there were already people in there, a long haired, lanky kid and a blue haired masked kid. You enter the elevator and press the fourth floor.

You kind of wanted to greet them, as you assumed that they were tenants in the building, but you were too nervous.

"Are you one of the people moving into apartment 404?" a voice asks, making you jump.

"Oh, uh, yeah, I am." You nod.

"I'm Sal, and this is Larry." The blue haired boy introduces.

"Hey." Larry greets.

"(Y/n), nice to meet you both."

The elevator opens the fourth floor, your stop.

"I'll see you guys around."

And with that you exit the elevator and head down the hall. You knock on door 404 and wait. The door swings open to reveal your mother.

"Oh hi sweetie," she greets, "come in."

She lets you in and you look around at the small apartment.

"I know it isn't much but it's all we can afford at the moment."

"I think it's nice." You shrug.

"And there are some kids here your age; you could hang out with them."

"Yeah, I met them on the way up here," you nod, "I'm going to sort my room out."

And with that you walk into the room.

~~~

You sigh as you finish brushing your hair. You slip on your glasses and decide to play some games. Just as you go to grab your Gear Boy your parents call out for you. You walk out to see that Sal and Larry were waiting in the lounge.

"These two lovely boys here were wondering if you would like to hang out with them."

You blink a few times, people wanting to hang out with you, now that was new.

"Oh, sure." You shrug.

With that the three of you head off.

~~~

Eventually you all reach Larry's room.

"So (y/n)," Sal tries to start a conversation, "why'd you move here?"

"Oh, I was bullied." You shrug awkwardly.

You lift your hand up to your glasses, now this was the moment of truth, whether they'd be your friends, or bullies. You remove your glasses and look up at them.

"They called my psycho because I did this to myself."

They both seem slightly shocked.

"Yeah, when I was about 5, I'm pretty sure something happened to my soulmate," you admit, "I felt like my face was being torn apart and my parents found me in my room, clawing at my own face until I passed out."

"So, are you sure your soulmate is still alive?" Larry asks.

"Yes, I still get some small pains every now and again from them."

You pinch your arm and Sal seems to flinch. This causes you to freeze.

"Uh, Sal," you stutter, "why'd you just flinch?"

He seemed to have frozen as well. You pinch your arm again, and once again he flinches.

"Holy shit." You hear Larry mumble under his breath.

"I never thought I'd meet my soulmate." You gape.

"Me either." He shrugs.

~~~

"Are you sure you're alright with this?" you ask.

"Of course."

It had been about 2 and a half years since you had found your soulmate. And today was the day that Sal was going to remove his mask. You had wanted to see his face for quite some time, but didn't want to make him uncomfortable.

You watch as he unclasps the clips behind his head and gently takes his mask off. Your face goes red as he looks up at you. His face was quite scarred, with the main ones being three long scars from right temple down to the top of his lips. The tip of his nose had also been taken off. His blue eyes look up at you, waiting.

"Damn you're cute." You say, covering your mouth and nose in an attempt to hide the blush.

"You don't have to lie, you can tell the truth."

"I am." You remove your hands.

Sal seems shocked that you were blushing so bright.

"Sal, do you mind if I, uh, kiss you?" you ask.

He shakes his head and you take a step towards him and cup his cheeks gently. You lean forward and press your lips to his. You were so happy that he trusted you enough to do this. You pull back and Sal seems almost panicked. He cups your cheeks and begins to wipe at them. That's when you notice that you were crying.

"Sorry, I'm just so happy."

"Me too."

"I love you Sally Face."

"I love you too."