#danison

Sometimes the girls at the club comment about Dan’s string, either about how lucky she is to know she’s got someone out there or with sympathy because Dan can’t always hide it during her acts and nothing could be worse than having grabbing hands reaching for her soul connection 

Allison keeps her string coiled around her upper arm

She doesn’t care who sees it, but the next person who tries to touch it is gonna get a broken arm and they do 

Renee still keeps her string in her pocket and tries not to think about it on most days

Renee hates the color red, these days 

When they get to Palmetto Renee has her string hidden, Allison’s is on display like a dare, and Dan is out of shit’s to give 

None of them are actively looking for their soulmates, but as soon as all three of them walk into the locker room together for the first time Allison’s string tugs itself gently off her arm and reaches towards the other girls

Renee’s has sprung from her pocket like it’s finally alive and Dan’s is actively fighting from where the other girl had it wrapped around her neck like a necklace. 

“Interesting,” Allison says, as their strings connect 

All three of them can feel the connection, can feel the electricity running through their bodies, can feel this love

“I don’t have time for this,” Dan growls, glaring at the strings like they’ve personally wronged her

Renee doesn’t say anything at all 

Dan tries to turn away and get changed for practice but Renee reaches out to her

“We’ll talk about this later, yeah?”

“Like shit we won’t,” Allison declares and for now they drop it

After practice they go back to their dorm room and all sit down on the floor facing each other

“So, soulmates huh?” Allison says with a wiggle of her eyebrows

“It’s a difficult concept to believe in,” Renee admits, “but I’d like to give this a try if you guys do.”

“I’m stuck with you two for five years, guess we better figure our shit out,” Dan says

Dan is not wholly optimistic about this endeavor 

She doesn’t like these girls, she doesn’t need these girls, and these soulmates of hers can go to hell 

Where were they when she needed them?

Allison is even less optimist, if possible, but she’s always been a romantic, if a slightly cynical one

Renee is the most at peace with this, however it turns out, because she has herself and she has Stephanie, and she has God, but she’d love to have her soulmates too 

Renee and Allison get their shit figured out first

Even if all three of them put up a united from for the team, it’s still cold behind closed doors but Allison and Renee get along better 

Somewhere between Allison helping Renee dye her hair and Renee showing Allison how to pick locks they fall into friendship and quickly into something more

They tell Dan and she just shrugs, “You’re soulmates, it’s fine. Just don’t fuck until all hours of the morning we have practice.”

She doesn’t join their relationship and Renee doesn’t pressure her, even if Allison wants to

Dan pretends she’s not jealous, she doesn’t have time for this, she has a class one exy team to captain and she can’t be distracted  

When Christmas break hits Renee talks Allison home to Stephanie and Dan stays at Palmetto

She stays in the dorms and she works out at the court and she spends time with Wymack and Abby

Abby’s the one who asks her about her soulmate, because Dan’s string is in her medical file 

And Dan, despite everything inside of her telling her not to, tells Abby everything 

When Renee and Allison get back from break it’s to find Dan standing nervously in their dorm room

“Soulmates,” she says. “They can be platonic. Or romantic. Or something else. Obviously you guys are something and I don’t want to fuck with that. And I don’t want to fuck with my game. I need this scholarship. But, I guess, if you’re okay with it I wanna give this a shot. Soulmates.”

Allison grins like she’s something predatory and Dan almost regrets saying anything at all before suddenly she’s being wrapped up in a hug by the tall blonde followed by a gentled hug from Renee and suddenly they’re all dogpiled on a very small dorm bed