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*whispers* You are adorable…
no stop shut up ill fight you

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*whispers* You are adorable…
no stop shut up ill fight you
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[ text ] : Interesting.
[ text ] : Was that a good reaction or a bad reaction?
@archangel-dimmock | Continued
The scribbles on his arm started when Ryan was around eleven and what he saw were childish drawings of what looked like a family. And then the words started coming and it made him really want to wonder how old the person was and if they were a girl or a boy. He really didn’t care what gender his soulmate was because hey! It’s his soulmate.
However, he never seemed to have found the time to write back on his own arm… first going through martial arts, then rugby in school and then taking a double major at Uni. And then the incident happened when he was nineteen and the scars on his back were proof of his ordeal.
While being laid up in the hospital, finding out what he truly was… Ryan finally took a pen and wrote on his left arm.
Hello, my name is Ryan and I wish I wrote to you sooner.
Salem never listened to his parents when he was told not to draw on his arm. He just felt compelled to draw or write something there once in a while and he didn’t know why until he was older and heard about soulmates. It was rare but it happened in enough people in the world that Salem wondered if he was lucky enough. Only he never got any writing on his arm.
Until he turned nineteen and he saw words begin to form on his arm. He sat up from his bed in his dorm to read the message that was specifically for him. Using his book light , he fumbled for a pen and wrote back to the mysterious man.
I thought I was going crazy because I wrote on my arms so much. My name is Salem. It’s a pleasure to sort of officially meet you.
🤕
Kylo Ren sighed, eyes not focusing enough to see who was next to him. Still, he turned his head, having no desire to be seen this way. “You needn’t burden yourself.” he murmured, “I made my bed. Now I’ll sleep in it.” He knew Ry must have been there to help him recover, but he wouldn’t hear of it. In his mind, he didn’t deserve it.
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