soulmates
Disclaimer: this story is based off a soulmate au you’ve probably seen on Tumblr or Pinterest or something, I didn’t come up with the idea, I just wrote the thing Charlie had always really worried about the words inked on his collarbone. His friends had normal sentences, even funny or flirtatious ones. His best friend Blake had the question “Can I sit here?” stamped under his jaw in tight print. Blake had met his soulmate Marly last year at the bus station. His seven-year-old sister Emmerson had the phrase, “One cappuccino, coming up” stamped on her shoulder blade in scrawling letters. She hadn’t met her soulmate yet, but he seemed to be an angel, from the way she talked about him. His mum always used to laugh, her head thrown back as his dad’s face turned a blotchy red, while she told them the story of the first time she had heard the words, “You must be a magician, because whenever I look at you, everyone else disappears!” But no one ever really talked about Charlie’s word
