8 for decker!!
âHuh, youâre kinda hot.â
Itâs not the most romantic thing to have curled around his bicep in a scratchy, bold script, but at least it means Deckerâs soulmate likes him right off the bat.Â
But the wild thing is? The weird shit? The kick in the ass? No one else heâs ever met has been able to read it. Anyone can always read their own words, but the alien language on his skin remained an oddity- at least until he found himself in another world.
Heâd given up on it. Why should he have two unbelievable things happen in a lifetime?
âWhyâve you got Infernal on your arm? I thought you were new here,â Shattercock remarks one day when theyâre settling down to camp. Deckerâs face breaks its normal cool composure, and he stares at the tiefling, wide-eyed behind his shades.
âInfernal? You can- you can read it?â
âYeah. Says youâre kinda hot, sweetheart. Now, youâre not my type, but I can agree!â
And that changes a lot. Itâs a language thatâs spoken here. His soulmate is here.Â
When he hears it chirped from behind his stolen Macbook, he canât help but laugh like a loon.











