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The Soulmate? Jamjar?? Meme

So whatever you were doing - sleeping, eating, dying - you've been whisked away to a strange place. Well, no, actually it's a pretty cozy-looking apartment, it has an entire fridge and everything - but it definitely is not where you were. You should not have woken up in this apartment's only bed, along with somebody you've never seen before.

After you stop having hilarious misunderstandings with your bedmate, you may make your way outside only to find: it's pretty nice out here? Very 21st century suburbia. Some of the buildings seem a little out of place, like someone requested a jousting arena and a virtual reality room and the Angel did their best to fit them in-

Wait, back up a second.

The giant angel flying by (white wings, halo, radiance, the works), upon seeing you gawking, will happily inform you that this is your new home, and they brought you here because your soulmate was tragically born in another world. But now you're here together, living peacefully with nothing to stop your love from blossoming!

And no, they won't send you back. You'll be much happier here once you get used to it. Living side by side with your soulmate and being encouraged to get to know them, or get to know them, what else do you need?

Options, because we like options:
1. Soulmates are a known thing. Apply all the soulmate tropes you wish - not seeing color until you meet your soulmate, having your soulmate's name written on your body, etc. You can tell that at least the Angel's claims about this person being your soulmate are true. It doesn't necessarily make things less awkward.

2. Soulmates, what hogwash! Soulmates aren't a thing that everyone knows about and everyone has where you're from. You might believe in them, but you also believed in Santa when you were younger. Or you might think this whole thing is stupid, and your growing attachment to your 'soulmate' is just a coincidence.

(Post with character name/canon name/shipping preference. Due to the nature of this meme, cross-canon CR is encouraged and almost essential unless you have some alternate universe shenanigans in your canon.)

Comments

[gemuinemanagement]

[Serious nod. He will do all of these things! And make her eat something that isn't his own cooking.

...Squeeze.]

[ghostfromthemachine]

[ they sell okayu packets, just give her one of those and call it a meal.

...what if she just. doesn't say anything else. lets this part of the conversation end there, doesn't share all the little signs of weakness that mean she's coming apart at the seams—

...inevitably blindsides him by pretending to be fine until far past the point of no return when the end of August rolls around, or she just has a more mundane bad day for no particular reason at all.

the thought makes her want to flinch away, so of course she digs in and makes herself picture it: Suga dealing with her at her worst; Suga who has done nothing wrong, and who despite that has his own grief and self-blame to grapple with, drowning under the weight of her grief and self-hatred as they overflowed. he hadn't even noticed that she was the source of the cold until she said so; what chance would he have of figuring out that those feelings wouldn't be his?

it's uncomfortable and upsetting, and that makes it a good kick in the pants to get the Hell over herself. she leans bonelessly into his embrace, squirming a little bit to get more comfy, and then settles. ]

...warning signs would be... well, like last night. If it's cold and clammy when it shouldn't be, or something just feels off— like dread, or there's something dangerous nearby, or you suddenly feel awful for no reason. ...If it smells like—

[ she hesitates, then turns her head to hide her face against him. ]

...if you smell blood, metal, or something smoky, then be really careful. I don't think I'd attack you on purpose, even at my worst, but. I tend to lash out a lot like that.

Anyway, that's the atmospheric scale from roughly a one to "you're in one of those onryou horror movies now."

[gemuinemanagement]

[He nods, taking the words to heart. He'd like to think he's a little more spiritually sensitive than most - nothing on Sakuma's level, but he's good at telling the presence of an angry spirit.]

I should be okay
I have protective charms

[He never wanted to use them against her, but he does have them.]

[ghostfromthemachine]

Ah, that's right... can you show me those at some point? Just for my peace of mind.

[gemuinemanagement]

[It takes a second to untangle himself from her enough to reach the nightstand, but he does manage to open a drawer and pull out a charm. It's a simple one, a bracelet with three lightly glowing pale blue stones on it.]

[ghostfromthemachine]

Is that...

[ leaning in to sniff at it, because she is full of good decisions ]

[gemuinemanagement]

[It should be fine because she's not a hostile spirit right now? But it might still make her wrinkle her nose, if his own smell wasn't pleasant before.]

[ghostfromthemachine]

[ yes, that is in fact like the difference between smelling an interesting cologne on someone and trying to stick your nose in the bottle it came from. she sputters like she's trying not to sneeze and recoils, covering her nose, but she's laughing at herself. ]

Oh, not my brightest decision— that will definitely do, though.

[gemuinemanagement]

Should I have warned you

[He thought she knew???]

[ghostfromthemachine]

No, I would have done it anyway.

[gemuinemanagement]

Why
??

[ghostfromthemachine]

[ pats his cheek ]

Mostly curiosity, but really to make sure it'd work? I mean, I already thought it would, but it's comforting to have that confirmed.

[gemuinemanagement]

[He is papped.]

OK
I've been keeping them put away because I don't want the house to smell bad to you

[ghostfromthemachine]

They don't smell bad, even like that, that was just... mm. A lot stronger? Like huffing a perfume bottle.

[ rubbing her nose and continuing to lean into him ]

I appreciate the thought. But I like the way you smell, so around the house wouldn't bother me unless I was having a bad moment. And... that's not necessarily a bad thing, honestly? One of the biggest problems I have is that I don't always notice I'm slipping until it's too late to snap myself out of it on my own. It'd be difficult not to notice that if it started smelling bad.

[gemuinemanagement]

[Sorry, he's stuck on 'I like the way you smell', please hold. aaaaaaaaaa.]

I'll keep them out then

[ghostfromthemachine]

[ direct hit :) ]

All right. I'll let you know if that does turn out to be too much, or anything like that.

[gemuinemanagement]

[A nod, and he goes back to hugging her. Cuddle time.

They might be here all day, honestly.]

[ghostfromthemachine]

[ time to stick her face against his collar bone. cuddle time? more like puddle time. Suga is warm, and does smell good, and that's a recipe for falling back asleep—

except for one thing. ]

...don't you need to eat?

[gemuinemanagement]

[Headshake. No, he's fine! He's comfortable where he is, she doesn't need to get up-

His stomach chooses this moment to rumble. Loudly.]

[ghostfromthemachine]

[ she bursts out giggling. f ]

I can't give you your Valentine's gift until you've eaten, either. ...You could carry me to the kitchen?

[gemuinemanagement]

[Acceptable compromise. Carefully, he scoops her up in his arms and starts towards the kitchen. She's light, so he doesn't think he'll drop her, but he still worries.]

[ghostfromthemachine]

[ it's time. it's happening. she is being BRIDAL CARRIED. she squeaks a little bit at the scooping and then puts her arms around his neck, trying not to make his job harder by wiggling. ]

[gemuinemanagement]

[She's so cute. Once they reach the kitchen though, he sets her gently down onto her feet.]

[ghostfromthemachine]

[ she... does not let go. at least not yet. ]

Any requests?

[gemuinemanagement]

[Headshake. Anything's fine, he's not picky. All her food is better than his anyway.]