This AU was requested by tinajbee.
I had a bit of a struggle with this, but I hope the length makes up for it.
If you don't know, you have half (in this case quarter) of a necklace and your soulmate/s has/have the other piece/s. If the pieces fit together, you're soulmates. In this one-shot, your part of the necklace glows softly when you meet your soulmate.
Read on!
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Families
Sanders-Thomas(18), Joan(18)
Picani-Emile(16)
Belmont-Logan(15)
Prince-Remy(16), Roman(15)
Foster-Damian(16) Virgil(15)
Parker-Talyn(18), Patton(15)
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Logan Belmont slipped through the school gates, his soulmate "necklace" lightly tapping against his ankle, silently finding a patch underneath a large tree's shade in which to sit. He leaned his back against the tree, a book resting across his outstretched legs. He liked to arrive early for school, overly punctual as ever, and it allowed him to fully wake up away from the disarray in his household.
The few students that littered the grounds slowly increased as time ticked on. The 15-year-old boy engrossed in his book took no notice as a starry-eyed student with a blue shirt and grey cardigan tied around his shoulders skipped in past the faded gates with his older sibling. The older sibling stood out between the nervous eight graders, not because of height, but because of their brightly coloured hair.
The senior and the cardigan-clad boy walked over to the Sanders siblings. Patton Parker gave each a friendly hug before continuing on, his soulmate bracelet jingling softly. Talyn Parker gave Joan Sanders, their significant other, a kiss on the cheek before hugging their brother, Thomas. The trio seemed tremendously comfortable around one another.
Logan flicked to the next page, his eyes darting up as a particularly loud group strolled through the gates, laughing.
A boy with the name Remy Prince embroidered on his black, leather jacket had one arm slung around his younger brother and the other around one of his best friends. Emile Picani smiled sheepishly, readjusting the straps of his Lilo and Stitch backpack on his shoulders. The eldest Prince son took a long sip from his Starbucks coffee- he always seemed to have one in his grasp- and shuffled closer to whisper something in his one best friend's ear, making Emile blush deeply. Roman Prince just shook his head, the sunlight glinting off the necklace adorning his throat.
Logan squinted at the light reflecting into his eyes, snapped his book shut and stalked off to class. Many minutes later, two black-haired brothers slunk into the high school. The two had a fractious ambience surrounding them upon first meeting, although those close to their hearts knew of the kindness within. None paid much attention when Damian Foster, dressed in a black Sanity's Fall shirt and yellow-green jacket, squeezed his younger brother's shoulder, said goodbye and went to find his best friends, Remy and Emil.
"Bye, Virge."
"Bye, Deceit," Virgil drawled, rolling his eyes. His older brother thought Deceit sounded cooler than Damien and insisted his friends and family call him by his nickname. Their parents liked to joke that he was still going through his 'phase'.
The younger brother slowly drifted down the halls, avoiding clustering crowds. The bell's ring vibrated down the hall and every student, and teacher, reluctantly went to class. Virgil Foster tried to blend into the chipped, beige walls as much as possible, fiddling with the sleeves of his purple hoodie and occasionally touching the strange earring he wore.
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~Analogince~
Virgil rushed into the classroom. He had accidentally dropped his bag in the hallway (a nice senior with plum hair had helped him pick it up), but luckily made it before their mathematics teacher did. His eyes quickly searched the room for an open desk. The only spot available was right at the front and centre next to another guy whose face was buried in a book.
"Uh, hey." The guy looked up from his book. Virgil shifted his weight to his other foot. "You mind if I sit here? The rest of the class is full."
The boy just nodded, readjusted his glasses and continued reading.
Alright then. Guess I'm not as anti-social as I thought, compared to this guy.
Virgil slipped into the seat, pulled out his math textbook and fiddled with his hands in his lap. The boy next to him sighed as he finished his book, putting it in his bag. He fumbled around some and pulled out a second book. A book about astronomy, Virgil spied.
How many books does this guy have? His bag must be extremely heavy.
Virgil discreetly peered through his black and purple dyed locks, hunched over while pretending to study his textbook. The boy had slicked back, raven hair and dark eyes gleamed from behind thick, black-rimmed glasses. Virgil plucked up his courage and muttered, "My name's Virgil, by the way."
"Logan," the boy said, his eyes not wavering from the book pages and twirling a pencil between his left hand's fingers. "Logan Belmont."
Virgil touched his silver earring slightly. He couldn't help but feel like something was supposed to happen. Maybe he could strike up a conversation about constellations, which he knew nothing about. Or how he too was left handed.
"Minorities have to stick together, right," he imagined himself saying. What am I thinking? Stop being ridiculous!
The teacher stepping into the classroom and temporarily quelled his thoughts about the handsome boy next to him. Virgil shook his head and prayed that math would be easier than the previous year. He had no such luck.
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~Moxiety~
Patton hummed off-key as he skipped into art class. Everyone was loitering around and chatting in groups, having been told the teacher was usually late. He noticed that one person was standing at the side of the room, nervously fiddling with the sleeves of his hoodie. His dark green eyes were rather sad, like he wanted to join the people who appeared to all have made at least a single friend. Patton bound over to the boy trying to hide behind his bangs.
"Hello!" Patton chirped, one lock of his curly, golden brown hair falling into his eyes. "I don't believe we've met. I'm Patton!"
The nervous boy stuck his hands in his hoodie pockets. "Hi, I'm Virgil," he uttered, a smile on his face.
Patton's eyes fell on Virgil's earring as Virgil's eyes fluttered to Patton's bracelet. Both of the simple charms were giving off a white dim before fading. Patton quickly took off the charm from his bracelet (a thick, curved line) and Virgil did the same.
Patton moved to put the charms opposite each other, as to form an empty circle, but Virgil's, although almost an identical curved line, was smaller than his soulmate's. Patton felt his grin drop as the green-eyed boy's shoulders drooped, his hands trembling. "I thought we were soulmates," Virgil murmured in an excruciatingly sad tone.
They were soulmates, Patton knew it in his heart. Patton took Virgil's charms and inspected both closely. The smile blinked back onto his kind face as he fitted the smaller under the bigger charm. The silver charms shone brightly and they stared at them, glee and confusion in their eyes. Patton's charm had a third coloured light blue and Virgil's a third dark purple.
The hoodie-wearing boy's eyebrows scrunched together. It looked odd, two curved lines, one atop the other, like it wasn't entirely complete. "Why did that happen?"
"We'll find out soon enough," the cardigan-clad clod shrugged. "Don't worry too much, Virge."
Patton grabbed Vigil by the arm and grinned in a way that lit up his face. "I'll guess I'll have to decline all the offers to sit together with the other students."
"You don't have to do that. I'll be fine." Virgil stared at the boy holding him so close. He had soft features with little freckles littering his nose and cheeks. Virgil could see why people loved him, Patton was so cheerful, it looked like he was beaming with energy.
"No silly, I want to sit next to my soulmate. "
Virgil smiled as he plopped down on the left seat of the desk, doodling on scrap papers as they chatted. Patton laced their hands and gave Virgil's a loving squeeze, his baby blue eyes twinkling.
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~Logince~
Roman waltzed into English class with a drum of classmates humming around him, past their teacher who was standing outside on her phone. His eyes caught a boy with black-rimmed glasses already seated and scribbling down in a notebook fiercely. Roman didn't know what attracted him to the male who was clearly not interested in socialising, but before he could help himself, he was at his desk.
Roman leant back against the desk, placing both hands flat against the wood slab behind him. The boy with the slicked back, black hair and glasses only stopped scribbling for a split second, his eyes never leaving his notebook.
"Hey, handsome," Roman smirked, running a hand through his dark brown hair.
The studious male's inscrutable, dark orbs pierced the prince's stormy blue eyes and Roman felt his confidence drain out of him. A dark left eyebrow rose. "Can I help you?"
Roman tried to plaster his smirk back on, but wavered when he noticed the other boy's gaze on his necklace. The prince looked down at the lightly glowing necklace agape. The seated male wasted no time, hitching up the leg of his jeans and yanking the charm off the silver chain wrapped around his ankle. Roman lifted the necklace over his head and moved closer to the now standing boy. Roman let him take his charm and inspect it closely.
It was a few seconds before he carefully fitted Roman's charm over his smaller one. The princely boy only blinked when their charms shone brightly and a third of the silver charms turned colourful- Roman's red and the other boy's a dark blue.
"What in the nine circles of hell?" Roman watched as the intelligent male lifted both their charms up to his eyes and studied them carefully.
"It's a possibility that we have more than one soulmate." He readjusted his glasses on top of his nose and gave Roman his soulmate necklace back. "I presume that once we meet all of them, the charm will be completely in colour. This theory is also supported by the fact that our two charms together don't look entirely complete."
"Really, that's- wow!" Roman babbled, returning the charm to its place against his chest. He had spent his whole life searching for his destined-to-be, his one true love like in the fairy tales he craved to be a part of. Now he had found his one of his multiple Prince Charmings! Roman's mind reeled as he processed this.
"My name is Logan Belmont," the boy said after reattaching his charm to the chain around his ankle, a neutral expression on his face. He held out his hand in a formal manner.
"Roman Prince." Roman brought Logan's hands up to his lips and kissed it softly. Logan tried to hide the upward quirk of his lips and the red tint sprinkled across his cheekbones. Roman gestured dramatically to the chairs behind Logan's desk. "Our thrones await, my beloved."
Logan rolled his eyes, a gentle smile on his usually stoic face. He returned to his seat, taking out his book. Roman noisily scooted his chair closer, not-so-subtly slinging his left arm around the back of Logan's seat.
The only Belmont child just shook his head at his soulmate's antics, his dark eyes occasionally drifting from his book to the handsome face next to him.
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~Logicality~
Patton quickly sank into his chair, dropping his bag on the ground at his feet. Their history teacher, Mr Campbell, had told them to quickly fill up the desks from the front. He stated that he didn't care what they did now as long as they weren't too rowdy and read the first chapter of their textbook (he would discuss it tomorrow).
Soft murmuring filled the classroom. Some students were already reading the chapter, others leaving it for homework. A girl in the back was scrolling on her phone underneath the desk, another guy in the corner was making paper planes.
Patton looked at the boy sitting next to him who was reading intently. Patton didn't fancy reading about deceased historians and took out a pad of paper from his bag. He rested his chin on his hand, peeping through his curly, light brown hair as he doodled little hearts.
Patton's thoughts were so occupied with his new soulmate, Virgil Foster's, captivating forest green eyes, his pencil slipped out of his hand and tumbled onto the floor, under his desk buddy's chair.
"Hey," Patton whispered with beaming baby blue eyes," My pencil rolled under your chair. Could you get it for me, please?"
The boy nodded and twisted to pick up his pencil. He readjusted his black-rimmed glasses, similar to Patton's, and held it out to him.
"Thank you!"
"You're welcome."
Patton's gasp was loud enough to grasp the other male's attention. Patton's bracelet was beaming just as his smile was. Both boys took their charms off the silver chains and fitted them together, Logan's larger one over Patton's. After the glow of light, Logan's theory of multiple soulmates was confirmed. Two-thirds of Logan's curved line was a dark blue and Patton's light blue. Patton didn't even bother to reattach his bracelet's charm, leaving on the desk as he embraced the other boy from the side, cuddling into the space between the other's neck and shoulder.
"This is wonderful, I have another soulmate! I can't wait 'till I tell, Virge!" Patton loosened his grip slightly and smiled up at the flustered face of his soulmate. "My name's Patton!"
"L-Logan," he stuttered, nervous that Patton's face was so close to his. Patton retracted his arms and sat up in his seat, grinning at him. Logan cleared his throat. "I'm Logan Belmont."
The two returned their charms to their respective places, ignoring the looks some classmates were shooting them. Logan ran his hand through his raven hair. "You mentioned your- our soulmate, Patton."
"Yup, Virgil Foster. I think you two will get along great, Lo, " Patton gushed. "I noticed that your charm was also a third away from complete. Whose our other soulmate? Are they male too?"
"Yes. His name is Roman Prince." Logan readjusted his glasses, thinking. The name Virgil sounded familiar, but he couldn't quite place why. "He's quite... Endearing."
"I can't wait to meet him! I have cheerleading try-outs after school, so why don't we all meet up tomorrow morning before class starts."
"That would work. I have Roman's cellphone number. Could you contact Virgil to bring him up to date?"
"Okay!" Patton agreed. "I can't wait to tell Talyn and my parents. Joan and Thomas will be happy too!"
"Are these all your siblings?"
"Oh, no. Talyn is my non-binary sibling who is dating Joan Sanders, also non-binary. Thomas is Joan's brother. The Sanders are like my second family." Patton fiddled with the pencil in his hand. "Do you have any siblings?"
"I'm an only child."
The two shared more about themselves like their interests, hobbies, music and movie tastes, their favourite pizza toppings and their home lives. Logan shared a bit more than he intended and told Patton about how his two moms were fighting and he worried they might divorce. Patton had squeezed his arm, reassuring him that things would eventually work out for the better and that nothing that happened was his fault.
Logan had left the classroom with a lighter heart than he had come with. He had grown familiar with the cold comfort of loneliness, mostly influenced by his stoic and hostile persona, but he felt full, completed. Almost. He still had to meet this Virgil properly, and the thought of having people by his side, loving him, was enough to lit up his face with a smile.
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~Prinxiety~
Roman breathed in deeply. It was the last period of the day, the most important, according to him.
Their school had what they called an "activity period". Students used this time for certain cultural extracurriculars, like drama class or choir. If they weren't apart of these classes, they did their homework in their register classes.
It was Roman's turn now. The drama club was doing a fun little exercise to practise their acting and singing voices. It also allowed everyone to be more comfortable and familiar around one another.
They had to pick a song, make up a scenario accordingly and perform it on stage. It was more goofing around than anything else and people seemed to enjoy it.
Roman had put on the heeled boots, red jacket and boa, as well as tacky sunglasses he had scavenged from their props, purposefully marching up the stage.
Placing his hand on his hip, microphone in his other, he announced, "This is a song about a rising pop star who is gaining a lot of confidence as they bask in their fame, but at the end, realises all the pressure might get to them, causing them to burn out. "
Their "technical manager" started the song's instrumentals and Roman began singing as he moved over the stage.
"I can't help it if I make a scene,
Stepping out of my hot pink limousine."
He stepped forward and did a graceful spin.
"I'm turning heads and I'm stopping traffic,
When I pose, they scream,
And when I joke, they laugh."
Roman mimicked the lyrics and rested his sunglasses on top of his head.
"I've got a pair of eyes that they're getting lost in,
They're hypnotized by my way of walking."
He strutted to the middle of the stage. Someone cat whistled and Roman laughed inwardly.
"I've got them dazzled like a stage magician,
When I point, they look,
And when I talk, they listen."
Roman leant forward, gesturing to the audience.
"Well, everybody needs a friend,
And I've got you, and you, and you!
So many I can't even name them!
Can you blame me? I'm too famous!"
He tossed the one end of his red boa over his shoulder dramatically.
"Haven't you noticed that I'm a star?
I'm coming into view as the world is turning,
Haven't you noticed I've made it this far?"
Roman slowly sank to his knees, as if defeated.
"Now everyone can see me burning,
Now everyone can see me burning,
Now everyone can see me burning."
The students and teacher applauded him as he sauntered off stage, returning the props. Roman thanked them and strolled over to the boy who was their techie, as they called him. The boy was the one who was in charge of getting the instrumentals of their requested songs at the moment, but he had a much bigger role in the drama club.
"Hey there. Do you have the instrumental of Everybody Loves Me by One Republic?" Roman asked the boy who was scrolling down the playlist of requested songs. Some of the students wanted to perform songs in groups, so it was only two songs before Roman could perform again.
The boy nodded, his dark hair falling into his green eyes. "I'll check."
Roman goggled at his glowing necklace as the other boy touched his shining earring in amazement. People could go decades without ever meeting their one soulmate, yet he found two of his in a single day.
The boy took off his earring and handed it to Roman. Both the charms were thick, curved lines, one-third coloured. Roman noted that the boy's charm was far smaller than his, it clearly wouldn't fit, but as he put it together, the charms shone and two-thirds turned colourful.
"I believe your charm didn't fit because our other soulmates' charms are supposed to come above yours," Roman stated, handing the boy's charm back to him.
"So we have multiple soulmates? That explains things," the boy remarked nervously. He wasn't used to the amount of attention he was receiving. He fiddled with his sleeves. "My name is Virgil."
"Roman Prince. It's a pleasure to finally meet you," Roman grinned. "Your charm is two-thirds purple, so you've met one of our soulmates."
"His name's Patton Parker. Have you met?"
"No, but I did meet Logan Belmont, our other soulmate."
Virgil racked his brain for the name Logan Belmont. Wasn't he that cold guy from Math?
"Virgil, the next group is about to go up," a girl called. She was also a stagehand. Her eyes quickly flitted between the two boys and she smiled. "Actually, I'll handle the songs. Scoot over, you have business to handle."
Roman whispered his idea to the passing girl as she took Virgil's seat, to which she laughed and rolled her eyes. Roman slung his arm over Virgil's shoulders, guiding him towards the stage where the other students crowded.
"What did you just ask Khai?"
"Now that's a surprise, Hot Topic," Roman teased.
"Sure, Romano," Virgil said.
Roman made a face. "Don't make that a thing."
"How about Princey then?"
"I think that's quite fitting, my emo nightmare."
Virgil just rolled his eyes, watching the group of boys on stage performing Sincerely, Me. Afterwards, a group of girls jokingly performed Single Ladies and then it was Roman's turn. Roman plucked a fake, red rose from the prop table.
"This song is about a starstruck boy, head over heels for his soulmates."
The notes of Can't Help Falling In Love drifted through the air and Roman's rich voice followed. He swayed with the music and the students sang along. Roman winked at Virgil and tossed him his rose, still singing. Virgil held it close to his chest, blushing at the other's whistles.
Roman finished his song, gave a bow and drifted over to Virgil, pulling him into a hug. The students applauded Roman's performance, one guy yelling, "Yeah, go get some!"
Virgil just half-heartedly glared at the boy, snuggling further into Roman's chest.
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~Royality~
Patton dropped his bag next to the bleachers, fluttering to the middle of the gym hall with the rest of the cheerleaders. There was still 20 minutes before the official practice started, but everyone was already warming up and stretching.
There were about 14 students present, four male (Patton included). Two of the guys were competing to see who could raise a girl the highest.
"Hey, Patton!" A girl from his class, Yui Suzuki, waved him over. "Over here!"
"Hey, Yui." Patton smiled at the tiny, dark-haired girl. "It's good to see you. At least I have one familiar face around here."
"Yeah. I didn't know you wanted to be a cheerleader."
"I like keeping people's morale up. I originally wanted to be a flyer, but since I'm male, they'll most likely put me as a base."
"That sucks," Yui sympathised. "I was thinking of becoming a flyer as well. I'm small and flexible enough for it."
"Oh yeah?"
Yui smirked. She did a short jog before doing a front flip, her hands briefly touching the floor, and landed gracefully into a split. After victoriously sticking her hands in the air, she smugly drifted back to Patton and raised an eyebrow.
"And what about you? Think you can top that?"
Patton grinned and moved to the side of the gym hall for more space. He had done gymnastics since he was a child and would have no trouble with cheerleading stunts. Patton ran a stretch and jumped, twisting in midair, and did a series of backflips, afterwards lading firmly on his feet. Yui cheered as Patton bowed.
"Woah, that was an impressive Round Off Back Handspring Layout," a guy nearby praised.
"Thank you! And that was quite a mouthful," Patton chuckled.
Patton's eyes widened as the guy's necklace glowed a white light and looked down to see his bracelet doing the same.
"Roman?"
"Patton?"
"You know who I am?"
"Virgil told me about you when we met in the Drama Club," Roman supplied. "How do you know me?"
"Logan told me about you in History class." Patton stepped closer, saying cheerfully, "I'm having quite the eventful day, meeting all my soulmates one after the other."
Roman swept Patton off his feet, holding him like a groom carrying a bride, making Patton blush.
"Roman!" Patton giggled, tightening his hold.
"Ah, my angel, it has been such a fortunate day, being able to meet you and our other lovers." Roman gave Patton a soft kiss on the forehead. Baby blue eyes twinkled at the prince with adoration. "Fate and Lady Luck are truly on our side."
Roman set Patton down on the ground. Both removed their charms and tried to fit them together (as Patton's was too small). The charms shone and were finally completed. Roman's a brilliant red, like rubies sparkling in the sunlight, and Patton's a soft blue, like the sky on a clear sunny day.
"Well, you seem to be having a great time," Yui, who had suddenly appeared, remarked. She turned to Roman. "Make sure you treat Patton like royalty."
"Not to worry, my lady," Roman said to Yui, a hand over his heart. "I will protect and cherish him like a knight does his prince."
"You better, or all his loving fans will hunt you down."
"I don't have fans, Yui." Patton linked his arm with Roman's. "Besides, all the love I need is from my soulmates."
"I should hope so, my angel. But if needed, it's my duty to defend your honour if someone wishes to steal your heart."
"You'll always be my Prince Charming, Ro."
Roman kissed Patton's temple, smiling to himself.
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Virgil rushed through the gates like hellhounds were nipping at his heels.
"Virge, slow down. Your soulmates aren't going to disappear into thin air," Damian jested.
Virgil had been surprised at how well his family had taken the news of his three, male soulmates. Maybe they admitted that soulmate magic was a sacred and cherished force or they saw how happy the news made Virgil.
"I know, I just can't help it. It's as if something is pulling me to them."
"I get it," Damian shrugged, fiddling with his necklace. The older brother had yet to find his soulmate and Virgil was reminded at how lucky he was.
"Don't worry, you'll find your soulmate one day," Virgil reassured. "I'll see you later."
"Bye, Virge."
Virgil looked for the big tree near the benches where Patton had told him to meet. He spotted it and rushed over. Patton was already there, talking with a boy who Virgil assumed was Logan. Virgil was so occupied with his thoughts and the fact that both boys were now looking at him, Logan with recognition and Patton with adoration, he didn't notice the tree root at his feet.
He tripped and crashed into Logan's chest, making him drop his book.
"Oh hell, I'm so, so sorry!" Virgil went to pick up the book, but Logan only hugged him tighter. The nervous boy was confused, he expected Logan to be annoyed with his clumsiness.
"I apologise to you, Virgil," Logan murmured into Virgil's ear, his breath tickling Virgil's neck. "If not for my rudeness, we would have realised we're soulmates sooner."
"It's okay, really," Virgil muttered, snaking his arms around Logan's neck. Virgil awkwardly made eye contact with Patton who just silently grinned at the display.
The two quickly completed their soulmate charms, now entirely colourful, and the three lovers settled themselves on a patch of grass in the shade of a tree. Roman would soon join them on this patch of grass in the shade. It took some uncomfortable shuffling and tangled limbs, but they managed to find a comfortable position.
Roman Prince- the tallest, copper-haired and stormy blue-eyed boy with a taste for fairy tales and performing- was squashed right in the middle, resting against the rough bark of the tree as he formed pictures of the clouds.
He held hands with his soulmate on his left, Patton Parker- the third tallest, freckled, curly, light brown haired and baby blue-eyed boy with a heart of gold- who chatted away contently, a grin permanently on his face.
Logan Belmont- the second tallest, raven-haired and dark-eyed boy with a sharp mind and tongue- was nestled on Roman's right, who had on arm slung around his shoulders. He melted into the pages of his book, only occasionally looking up to add to the conversation.
Lastly was Virgil Foster- the shortest, dark green-eyed boy with a stripe of purple through his black hair- who was leaning back on Roman's bent knees, blasting music through his black headphones.
"You know, guys," Virgil started, removing his headphones, "I don't know what our soulmate charms form together. It's not a circle like I originally thought."
"One way to find out," Patton quipped.
They all removed their charms and figured out how it fit together. Roman's biggest, red charm was at the top, followed by Logan's dark blue one. Patton's light blue charm was underneath Logan's and Virgil's smallest, purple charm was at the bottom. Virgil snorted.
"It makes a bloody rainbow."
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Total length: 4809 words.
I hoped you enjoyed and feel free to comment and tell me what your favourite part was. Next up is the requested Superhero AU.