Title: On The Matter Of Soulmates
Disclaimer: I own nothing and no one except Arista.
Rating: PG
A/N: It's just a oneshot I wrote a while ago. I know, I know and OC. I'm sorry. But R&R all the same?
Agrippa, astonished at his new revelation, smiled at Octavian. They were both watching Arista and Maecenas, where they lay on the lounge couch. Maecenas had been sleeping when Agrippa and Octavian had started watching in awe, but he was now half awake staring down at Arista. Her dark brown hair splayed over his chest, her hand gripping the front of his sash tightly, curled up at his side rather peacefully. Although, she had protested as he pulled her onto the couch, no one could deny she was smiling back at him.
"Octavian?" Agrippa whispered, smiling. Octavian turned to him, his pale blue eyes looking vaguely surprised.
"I see it Agrippa." He said, his voice low.
"You gave him a lover." Agrippa chuckled. "No, you sold him his soul mate."