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Felix's Soul Tie - Written on you is a dramatised description of how you’ll meet your soulmate

Of all the soul ties to exist, she must have had the worst one. While others had danger meters or their soulmates first words written on their wrists, she had an incredibly horrible description to go off of. 

Y/N’s soul tie had first shown up when she turned 5. She was one of the lucky ones who got a visible soulmark. It meant that her parents never worried about whether she had a soulmate or not. 

Unfortunately for her, and at the amusement of her family members, her soul tie was something most called an ‘unreliable narrator’. Basically, one would have a description of the circumstances under which they would meet their soulmate, with the mark fading into another description and then into the soulmate's name once the two meet. 

It sounded wonderful in theory. You could know where or when you’d meet your soulmate and it should've been easy. However, all of the descriptions were more complicated than they needed to be. 

Y/N’s friend Nathaniel, for example, had the same soul tie as her. His description had been, you’ll meet in a place of high energy and it’ll be hot. To everyone in their friend group, they assumed it would be some sort of fire or a dangerous situation. In reality, Nathaniel had met his soulmate at a busy coffee shop, where he slipped on a puddle of caramel latte and flung his drink across the room. It hit a guy in the face. They’ve been inseparable ever since.

Unreliable. 

It was as though the universe was making a joke out of them. 

For Y/N, in a cursive font, her words wrote, they’ll find you in the glow of something almost holy. As much as Y/N wanted to believe she’d meet them in a church she also had no trust in the words at all. 

“Of all the ties I could have gotten,” she sighed as she got dressed. She had been invited to a friend's birthday party, it was Nathaniel’s soulmate Mark, and was almost running late. 

She quickly grabbed her gifts for him, some compression gloves to help with his wrist–too much pain from writing, a lego typewriter and a self-painted portrait of the ravenette. She had triple checked with Nathaniel to ensure they didn’t get the same gifts beforehand.

Leaving her small apartment, she walked to the venue. She was told it would be quite the celebration. She honestly had no idea Mark and Nathaniel had so many friends but she was quite excited to meet other people. 

She peered at the little paragraph of text on her wrists, there was a feeling she couldn’t quite place swirling in her chest but she brushed it off and kept moving. 

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Felix didn’t want to be there. He had much better things to do. He could be plotting on how to steal his uncle’s ring or even rearranging his extravagant room for the 14th time that week. Instead, his mother forced him to attend the party of some kid he barely knew with his cousin. 

Adrien bounded forward, a bright smile on his face as he waved at some of his classmates. He dropped both his and Felix’s gifts on a table where others had placed theirs. Felix, unwillingly, followed Adrien as he didn’t want to be seen as a loner amongst the many random people.

Of course many of the partygoers knew who he was. Adrien's evil twin-cousin who tried to ruin their friendship. He felt a glare in the back of his head and turned to see Marinette, a girl who had a minor crush on his cousin during high school glaring at him. She probably still held a grudge against him for trying to isolate Adrien further.

He rose an eyebrow at her condescendingly only for her to look away, dragging a seemingly love struck fool away with her. ‘Must be her soulmate’ he thought to himself as he saw the way the two interacted. 

As he waited for Adrien to finish speaking to one of his friends, he couldn’t help but think of the words printed into his wrist. Felix hated his soul tie. He was one who enjoyed logical and straightforward things. Having an unreliable description bothered him to no end. 

He was snapped out of his thoughts once Adrien tugged him along. “Mark’s gonna blow out his candles,” he told the other blonde.

“Must I watch such a childish event?” Felix grumbled as they neared the large group. Adrien sent him a very sweet, yet obviously sarcastic, smile and nodded. The two stood quite close to the birthday boy. 

Felix saw how Mark entwined his hands with a red-head and for the first time in a while felt a pang of jealousy. As he stared at the small firecrackers on the cake he found himself wondering when he too would find his fated partner. He could tell Adrien was quite close to finding his and even the annoying bluenette seemed to have hers.

He saw a hand, feminine, reach out to light the candles. He held onto his wrist as the group counted down for the birthday boy to blow out his candles. The firelight danced in his vision but he couldn't stop thinking about his mark’s words. Something almost holy. What did that even mean?

As the countdown came closer to 1, Felix felt the sudden urge to look up. He tried to fight it at first but eventually couldn’t, peering up slightly, he made eye contact with the person standing across from him. Except she was already looking at him. 

For a second, Felix forgot where he was. The cheering, the music, all of it faded. There was only her. The light from the bright candles seemed to surround her, giving her a bright, almost heavenly glow. Felix loosened his grip on his wrists as he held eye contact with the absolutely ethereal being across from him. 

Y/N wasn’t any better. She had first noticed the boy when he walked in with Adrien but only got a good look at him now. The light seemed to cling to him, a soft and golden aura around him. She didn’t mean to stare, she didn’t even know she was doing it but she couldn’t help herself.

And like that, everyone seemed to speed up again. Felix felt himself being pulled away by Adrien, he didn’t even know where the boy was taking him. But the crowd of teens surrounded Mark and in turn, he lost sight of the girl who had seemed to imprint on his heart in a matter of seconds.

Once he snapped out of his trance, he firmly planted his feet on the ground, Adrien almost fell. The excited blonde turned to look at the grumpier version of himself. “What are you doing?” he questioned.

“I have to go,” Felix began but was cut off once more.

“Seriously? You’re leaving already? Felix the party isn’t even halfway done,.” Adrien groaned, arms resting on his hips as he side eyed his cousin. “Besides, I promised Aunty Amelie that I’d get you out of the house for the rest of the day,” he mumbled.

“You what-” Felix turned to glare at his cousin, there was no ill intent but he couldn’t believe his mother had conspired with this child to get him out. Not that he was ungrateful. He wouldn’t have gotten to meet the girl if he stayed home. The girl.

“Adrien, the girl who lit up the candles…” Felix trailed off once he saw how his cousin looked at him. He could feel the teasing coming from a while away. 

“The same girl you were staring at the entire time we were counting down? Don’t think I’ve ever seen you that distracted Felix” Adrien smirked.

Felix rolled his eyes, “What’s her name?” he asked seriously.

Adrien, somewhat sensing the sincerity in his tone, decided to corporate. “Y/N,” he shrugged, “She used to go to Francis Dupont with but was in the art department so I never saw her much.”

Felix felt his heart flutter. Y/N. Her name was almost as pretty as she was. “Where can I find…”

“She’s right behind you,” Adrien sang playfully before backing away from the two. He had no idea what was going on but he wasn’t going to interrupt his cousin's interaction with what he thought was Felix’s first crush. 

Y/N stood behind the tall blonde boy, waving briefly at Adrien as he walked away. 

When she had first lost him in the crowd her spirits fell. Sure she was aware she had a soulmate somewhere, but she couldn't help but feel connected to the gorgeous boy who looked into her soul within the few seconds they had been staring at each other. 

She looked to her wrists only to gasp as she noticed the words on her wrists scattering to make something new. Mark, who stood beside her as he gushed about her painting, noticed her distracted gaze and looked at her wrists. 

“You found him?!!” he gasped loudly. Y/N couldn’t answer, she was waiting in anticipation. You’ll meet them above the glow of a fancy birthday candle. Her heart stopped.

Mark snorted at the scenario only to realise it must have happened recently. “This is the best birthday gift I could ever ask for,” he chuckled.

Y/N playfully shoved him before turning to run off. She knew the boy came in with Adrien so all she needed to do was find them. “I’ll see you later Mark!!” she yelled out. That’s how she found herself behind him, unsure of what to say as Adrien walked away.

Felix turned to face the shorter girl, and both seemed to fall into that same trance-like state again, the rest of the world quietly fading in the background.

“Hi,” she said softly.

In that moment, Felix decided he could listen to her talk forever—just that one word was enough to make the noise in his mind quiet.

“I’m pretty sure you’re my soulmate.”

Felix lost all composure, jaw dropping slightly as he immediately pulled up his sleeves. The thought hadn’t even crossed his mind—not seriously. Not her.

But there it was.His wrist, which had once held a phrase that made no sense to him no matter how hard he tried, now rearranged itself before his eyes.

The letters slid into place, slow and certain.Y/N.

He looked up at her, breath catching, like his body finally realized it had been waiting for her this whole time.

“I’m quite sure I am,” he said softly, a small smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. Her grin lit up the space between them like something sacred.

Felix hated his soul tie. He was one who enjoyed logical and straightforward things. Having an unreliable description bothered him to no end.

But now?

Now, as she wrapped her hand gently around his arm, head resting against his shoulder like she belonged there, the two of them walking together around the birthday venue, sharing stories and laughing like old friends who finally met after many years.

Felix realized something.

Maybe soulmates weren’t meant to be understood. Maybe they were meant to be felt. And with her beside him, warm and real and entirely unexpected, Felix didn’t mind the mystery.

He fell in love with it.

He fell in love with her.