AN: This is a bit more of a drabble than a long chapter, so I apologize for that!

Enjoy! (psst I really really love high school AUs so give me prompts okay? Thanks!)

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Jerome Aceti had been 18 years old for decades.

It stopped fazing him after the first 50 years.

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The soulmate principle was useless. Absolutely useless. It was decreed that you were to stay stuck at 18 until you found your other half, and then you could have a life with them.

And for one person out of billions, well, the chances were slim! But others had managed to do it, and that was the only reason that Jerome hadn't given up yet.

It was a hot summer day. Scorching across the sky was the sun, which had grown bigger since the years passed. Jerome and his current friends were residing near the beach, and a salty breeze stirred the air.

Jerome was built for winter with his fur so he opted to stay under the umbrella. Adam Dahlberg was pulling his soulmate with him, a boy named Ty. Some called it fate that Adam found Ty before the latter was 18, so he never stopped aging.

Adam's bright yellow eyes were shining as he grabbed onto Ty's arm, staring into his crimson eyes. "You need a tan, okay? I swear I'll drag you into this water if you don't move."

Ty glanced at the water. "Nah, I'm good. Yo Jerome, wanna go swimming?"

"I'm okay, thanks Ty." Jerome offered him a smile.

Adam walked up to the Bacca, wincing at the hotness of the sand. "Have you given any thought to…you know."

"No, I haven't." Jerome sighed. "Maybe one day, but not right now."

Adam and Ty exchanged glances. "Okay dude. Now let's go build a sandcastle!"

Jerome laughed, and he closed his eyes, lounging in the sun.

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He was running out of time.

Multiple years had passed. Adam and Ty were gone.

The universe was starting to warp into black holes and colliding stars. The Bacca had already traveled all over the United States, exploring and adventuring and making plenty of memories with other soulmates.

But he was lonely again.

Jerome was currently residing in New York, sighing as he looked over Times Square. There weren't that many people left in the world; people chose not to reproduce for fear that their child would not make it, and suffer when the world would eventually end.

So the population was starting to dwindle. Only about a thousand left in Manhattan; most chose to go to Hollywood or even Vegas to live out their lives.

The friends Jerome had made over the hundreds of years had said that it was like an electric shock when they met their other half. It was bliss, it was perfection. Everything would be okay again.

Fear had caused Jerome to become paranoid. Oh, gosh. What if he never saw them?

He went past the library and ducked into an empty street, eyes going wide. What if he stayed forever like this? Could he even live like this? What if–

A hand clamped down on Jerome's shoulder, and the Bacca screamed.

"You are really loud so please be quiet because I am trying to sleep." A voice said irritably, but it wasn't the fear that made Jerome scream; it was the electricity bolt striking his heart and racing through his veins.

Emerald eyes stared into chocolate, until the voice said, "Holy shit."

"Holy shit indeed." Jerome whispered.

"I'm Mitch. Mitchell Hughes." The boy stuffed his hands into his pockets. "Where have you been all this time? It's been about 20 years for me!"

Jerome swallowed. "I'm Jerome, and it's been nearly 200 years for me."

Mitch's eyes widened. "Oh."

"But it's okay!" He reassured the other. "I've honestly been waiting for this day for a long time. Where were you? I went all over the country looking."

Mitch was suddenly trying to fight back tears of laughter. "I've been in Canada the whole time, Jerome."

The Bacca sighed. "And there goes 50 years of my life. Wow."

It was silent for several seconds. "So I heard that there's a plane heading to Vegas soon from a friend of mine; wanna go with me?" Mitch grinned, holding out his hand.

Jerome rolled his eyes and immediately grabbed on, feeling the warmth seep into his body and heart. "Of course. As if I'd say no at this point."

"Good," Mitch tugged Jerome forward. "Now let's go! I'm sick of this state. There's trash everywhere and Vegas is lovely this time of year."

The Bacca laughed and walked down the street with the Canadian, smiling widely. "I think I love you already."

Mitch leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek. "I think I love you too."

The world was probably going to end one day, but hey, who cared? Jerome had his soulmate and that was all that mattered.

Forever and ever, they said. And now he could finally believe it.

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