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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

[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.]

[ghostfromthemachine]

[ huff. someday she will find something so good (or at least so liked) it'll get him to make requests. someday! ]

All right.

[ but today he's getting tamago kake gohan. ...it's good egg on rice, because she's not going to half-ass his breakfast more than strictly required by her desire to either get back into bed or back in his arms or both, but. lazy comfort food breakfast. ]

[gemuinemanagement]

[It'd have to be very liked indeed to win out against his desire not to be a bother or ask for anything.

While she's cooking, he leans lightly against her side. Hello there.]

[ghostfromthemachine]

[ seeing if she can get him accustomed enough to being cared for to ask for things is also on the list. she will teach this boy it's all right to want things!

she pauses in the middle of getting the toppings ready, looks up at him, and then after a moment of exaggerated consideration tugs his arm over her shoulders so that she's tucked under it. hello!! ]