Mateo Rodriguez

jamie drew back once mateo did, a lump on his throat telling him something was wrong, though he couldn’t pinpoint what exactly. he shook his head at the other’s words, not believing he could even think that. “mateo, i’m a shitty ass writer who’s fucking thirty years old and has much of his shit together as a twelve years old. i‘m a fucking mess, and i know how important it was to you that your soulmate was a nice pretty girl who was gonna make your family fall in love with her and like bear your kids or whatever.” he sighed, biting down onto his bottom lip and closing his eyes. “i’m not gonna force you to stick around. i wouldn’t keep you around if i didn’t want you there, but i’m not going to impose my presence on you just because of some fucking mark, so you can do whatever you want.”

mateo rolled his eyes at the man. it frustrated him to no end to hear those things and his blood started boiling with rage. “are you kidding me? i’ve read your pieces, they’re amazing. you’re basically our generation’s hemingway and look like an abercrombrie model doing it. how am i supposed to live up to that? how do you expect me to make myself appealing to someone like that? it’s pointless. and i know it’s gonna end with me being rejected so i shouldn’t stick around. not like that anyway.  we should be friends and that's that. so i can't go to your place to shower because i'll be naked and you'll be there and i can't trust myself not to do anything stupid because i always really wanna touch you for some reason.” 

“I’m not a cynic, I’m a realist,” Evan said simply, shaking his head as he cleared his throat. “You have sex with someone because it feels good- it has nothing to do with wanting to find someone in life. Take my… current frequent sexual partner and I. We know it won’t go anywhere- at least, I hope he knows. Relationships don’t do anything but end badly. Happy endings are stories that haven’t finished yet.”

"Okay, the reality is that relationships are hard-- but they’re worth it. Your view on the matter is nothing but cynicism.” he retorted, sharp and embittered. "Sex is more than fun. It’s the most intimate you can be with another human being. There’s a connection- you can’t tell me you don’t feel anything when you sleep with people. No, that’s wrong. There are tons of happy couples out there.”

jamie didn’t know how to answer that; mostly because he didn’t think mateo was being serious about it. so, instead, the blond simply laughed, shaking his head. “sorry, i’m too massive not to hog the shower head.” he snickered as he repeated the shorter male’s words. to say that mateo was incredibly confusing would’ve been an understatement; one second he was blushing and asking for them to shower together, and the second he was completely turning jamie down, even if he hadn’t really offered anything. unsure of what to say, he simply nodded. “yeah, i know– i’m sorry you got stuck with me.” jamie said softly as they walked. it was supposed to sound like a joke, but it didn’t, because the blond wasn’t really joking about it. even before meeting mateo, he had always felt bad for the poor soul that was gonna end up matched to him, and now that the brunet had thrown it out in between them how much he was missing out for having jamie as a soulmate, he really felt the need of apologizing, even if it wasn’t really his fault. the blond rolled his eyes as they pushed their way out of the gym, snorting. “yeah, ask anyone– writers are always broke as shit. but i feel sympathetic on that college student thing, because i remember eating instant ramen and doritos for months when i was in college, so yeah, i’ll pay. don’t get used to it, though.”

mateo gradually loosened his grip until he let go completely of the man’s waist. it was the first time he’d felt uncomfortable in his presence since they met. he stepped to the side to get away from the arm that laid on his shoulders and crossed his arms over his chest as he continued to walk in silence. “no, if anything you drew the short end of the stick. i’m a stupid kid and you’re a cool writer. the universe fucked you over more than it did me.” he said quietly, trying to fight the lump in his throat. he had pictured meeting his soul mate so many times and nothing was going the way he wanted. he stopped abruptly and let out a long sigh “maybe i should go back to campus. there’s a chance the showers won’t be so crowded today. you have better things to do than spend time with me.” 

“IT WAS a lot of fun, so i can’t really complain that much. but most of them still live in texas, though my step-brother live in florida and my step-sister lives in wisconsin. makes holidays a pain in the butt,” she shrugged. “it’s not that bad. i mean, i can still call them and what not, so it could definitely be worse. where’s your family?”

“mmhm, netflix is VERY important.” parker did his best to put forth sarcasm. “you can’t shower until night time? how does that work?”

“Don’t be ridiculous. Of course it won’t work,” Evan scoffed, rolling his eyes. “That’s the beauty of it. You can have sex and not worry about getting attached and getting into some disgusting relationship. It’s easy as pie. Relationships are for idiots. Weaklings.”

“I don’t understand the dislike towards pineapples on pizza? I tried it recently and it tasted fantastic. You all are missing out.” 

“It’s disgusting. I hate mixing anything remotely sweet with my food. This one time I ate a potato salad that had tiny pieces of apple in it and I almost threw up.” 

“ UNLESS YOU HAVE a coffee cup hidden somewhere         or you are that new intern I was told about, I believe         you should move over — time is money. ”

“Wha-- I don’t drink caffeine. My dad has heart problems so I take extra care of mine and, uh, time isn’t really money. Money is money.” 

jamie laughed, shaking his head in denial. “i don’t have any, but i’m sure whenever you meet my mom she’ll show you all of them.” they hadn’t really spoken about that after mateo found out he was jamie’s soulmate, but it just seemed obvious to the older male that it would happen at some point. jamie gasped, bringing one palm to his chest. “you tell me only special people get to see you naked minutes after you say you don’t want me seein’ you naked? i’m wounded, mateo. wounded!” he dropped the act the the brunet’s next words, giving him a small nod as he picked up his bag, throwing an arm over the other male’s shoulders as he pushed them both outside of the gym. “listen, i know– i’m glad you said, honestly, because it is important for me that we stay honest with each other. and, in the light of being completely honest with you, i don’t think we should jump into a relationship just because of the marks. i’m not– i’m not taking it off the table completely, that’s not it, i just don’t want you doin’ something you’ll regret later on, y’know?” he said the words softly, trying to convey his point of view without making mateo feel unwanted or hurt. jamie just knew they would end up going to shit if they started dating simply because they had matching marks, specially with all the complications they had. “oh boy, you got so much to learn from me– if you go inside that gym knowing you’re going to eat a big ass bacon-covered doughnut once you’re done, all you gotta do is work out a bit more than you would, y’know, to make up for it. plus, that way the trips to the gym are less of a pain in the ass than they already are.”

mateo was only disappointed by the lack of old pictures for a short moment but the thought of meeting jamie’s mom was enough to cheer him up and put a smile back on his face. he wanted to know everything about his so-called soulmate’s life and it pleased him to know that the older man was willing to show him. he let out a quiet laugh and raised his hands in surrender “sorry, that’s not what i meant! and actually i said i wasn't cool with you seeing me naked for the first time in a public bathroom. nothing was said about your own, very private bathroom, which i wouldn’t mind sharing  if you promise not to hog the shower head, i get cold in the shower.” he explained, blushing again at his own suggestion. he put his shirt back on and his smile widened when feeling the strong arms around his shoulders, his hand clutching tightly at the man’s waist as they walked. although he understood where jamie was coming from, he still felt talked down to and rejected but he tried to hide it the best way he could “no, i get it. i think we shouldn’t ever be in a relationship if you ask me, my dad would never be okay with it and i’d like to be with someone my age who can experience the same things as me.” he lied to try and ease the humiliation he was feeling. he pushed out a chuckle and nodded “alright, i think i worked out enough to earn a few sweets. you’re paying, right? i’m the broke college student here and you’re the writer.” 

SHE COULDN’T help the look of amusement at his reaction to her family situation. “technically,  there were eleven of us, but the oldest two were from a previous marriage and grown up by the time i was born. it was very… loud. there was always a lot going on, but i loved it. it’s so weird being away from them, you know?”

“It’s sex. They’re legal adults- I hardly think there’s anything wrong with it,” Evan scoffed, rolling his eyes slightly. “Next thing you’re going to try to tell me is that people in their twenties shouldn’t have sex with people in their forties. Or have a Daddy kink.”

“not at all, i was just being helpful.” though the young russian wouldn’t have cared either way if the male actually did blind himself or not. “you’re at a gym, just go HOME?”

“I’m still stuck on where that’s a bad thing-” Evan trailed off, raising an eyebrow at the other male. “When I was going to school, there were plenty of professors I would have liked to see naked. If only to achieve some kinky sex dream- some of them were absolutely delicious, though.”

“I DUNNO, i’d say you’re pretty lucky. parent sex is something no child should have to witness, though you do have a fair point. i was never really worried about them not being in love, considering they’ve raised nine kids together and are still reasonably happy,” she said, smiling softly at the thought of her family. “oh, that’s a fair excuse then, no need to deal with seeing an unnecessary amount of, well, nakedness.”

jamie shook his head. “i wasn’t massive in high school, believe me. i was just– tall and lanky, it was horrible. and yes, it’s WWE.” he laughed. “ t’s okay, everyone’s different– not sure why you wouldn’t want to show that off, but aight.” jamie chuckled at the punch to his arm, sticking his tongue out at mateo. “i don’t know how to deal with it either– i don’t think anyone does, once they meet their soulmate we just… gotta roll with the punches, i guess.” he gave a small shrug– truth was, jamie had no idea how to act around the younger male, deciding to trust solely on his guts for whatever they were. “yeah, nah, i’m done.” he smiled, starting to unwrap his fists as he walked over to his bag. “d’you think we could grab some doughnuts on the way home? i’m really craving some bacon right now.”

mateo stumbled backwards and placed a hand on his heart " oh man, tell me there’s pictures. i want to see the pictures of lanky jamie!! ”  he rejoiced with a subtle hint of teasing to his tone “i don’t mind showing it off to the right people but i’ve never been a big people person, so i’ll save it for the selected few.“ he scratched his cheek and hummed thoughtfully “well you should know i don’t expect anything from you, no pressure. i’m afraid i scared you off with all that romantic talk about nonsense but i wouldn't have said anything if i knew, i know the real world is much more complicated than that.”  his smile widened but he looked confused for a moment “uh, i don't mind. i could eat. but isn't it counterproductive to eat bacon after working out?”

( SEND ME A SENTENCE FOR MY MUSE'S RESPONSE. )

"Are we really just friends, then?"

"Do you want me to leave?"

"I can't believe you!"

"I swear it won't happen again."

"What did you say?"

"I'm not jealous, why would you say that?"

"Why are you smiling so much today?"

"You're jealous, aren't you?"

"They were just a friend, okay? Nothing more."

"When you said you loved me, I thought it was going to be forever."

"I'm sorry I called you at 3AM. I needed you."

"Maybe I was wrong. I don't need you in my life."

"We can't keep doing this."

"I don't want to be your secret, anymore."

"I have the right to know what's going on!"

"The police are coming."

"I might have had a few shots."

"Are you sure this is legal?"

"Isn't this amazing?"

"I'm going to take care of you, okay?"

"I don't need your sympathy."

"I'll miss you when you leave."

"You have to believe me."

"I'm a monster."

"You shouldn't love me."

"Stay the night. Please."

"You can't die. Please don't die."

"Run away with me."

"It's about the baby. It's yours."

"I wish this could last forever, don't you?"

( SEND ME A SYMBOL FOR A DRABBLE/AU ABOUT OUR MUSES. )

❤: the morning after.

♛: my muse finds your muse after they ran away.

✎: a journal entry about your muse written by my muse.

▲: my muse is dying in your muse's arms.

▼: your muse is dying in my muse's arms.

★: our muses go stargazing.

✌: our muses spending christmas together.

☯: our muses share a new years' kiss.

✿: my muse gives yours a gift.

☠: your muse comes back to my muse's doorstep 5 years after their death was announced.

♒: our muses spend a day at the beach.

➳: your muse says their first "i love you" to my muse.

☁: my muse says their first "i love you" to your muse.

☏: my muse's voicemail to your muse after a huge fight.

💍: our muse's wedding day.

( SEND ME A TEXT FOR MY MUSE'S RESPONSE. )

[text]: What do you want now?

[text]: So that wasn't you leaving the bar with another person?

[text]: Goodnight, I love you.

[text]: This is why you're my best friend.

[text]: Help, I'm lost.

[text]: Do you want to bet on that?

[text]: I miss you so much, you have no idea.

[text]: Guess who just got back in town.

[text]: So I might be in a hospital right now.

[text]: So... I just broke up with my boyfriend/girlfriend.

[text]: We're breaking up.

[text]: We can't keep doing this anymore!

[text]: Come on, come to the party!

[text]: Can you pick me up from the bar? Too drunk to drive.

[text]: You have no clue how I feel so shut up.

[text]: I can't believe I wasted my first kiss on you.

[text]: I overheard what you said. I didn't know that's what you thought of me.

[text]: I call bullshit.

[text]: You thought you could get away with that, didn't you?