☾ — starter for: @bvckwxld!
source // muse: matthew.
it was always funny to matt that the people around him raved about having a soulmate. then, again, he wasn’t going to complan because he had his soul mark that was ( slowly ) forming. even now, he couldn’t picture -- or imagine -- what the name was going to be. his mother always told him that if he were to ever meet is soulmate, that’d have the same mark as him- a mark that shows before their name does. a red carnation flower, just a small one on his wrist.
he sighed, realizing that a ceo like himself wasn’t incapable of finding love, but had to wait until that person was found.
maybe today was the day he would meet his soulmate. he probably shouldn’t doubt it though. his hopes weren’t high, and he wasn’t really upset that his friends and business partners all found their soulmates. Some at a young age, some at mid-age, and some at an older age. Older age --- that’s what scares him the most, but he had to ( at least ) think posiitive, maybe he wouldn’t find them old. ❝oh, i’m sorry-❞ he called out, dipping his head. on the days where he didn’t bring a bodyguard, he runs into someone. ❝are you okay? i-❞ matt called out, blinking as he looked up to stare at the other in the eyes. what caught his attention was his name on their wrist and the little red carnation flower, but he had to admit that m a y b e this could be his soulmate.
the only funny thing was, he hadn’t realized that the mark on his arm was blooming. their name. ❝i’m, uh,❞ he said, clearing his throat, ❝i’m sorry, i didn’t mean to run into you-- i wasn’t looking at where i was going. i... what’s your name?❞