For the Drabble thing is there any room for a Buddy Morgan Soulmate Au?
Maybe the worst part about being paired up with Eric Forman in the lab wasn’t even the fact that he was funny and nice to talk to, therefore distracting from doing the assignment, but the fact that his sight was starting to change and it was all so unfair.
Because– because.
Eric was straight, he had made it clear to him and Buddy was okay with that. Except that he wasn’t. Because Eric was his soulmate, it was painfully obvious with each passing day and he couldn’t help the sighs leaving his body every time he thought about it, every second he discovered a new color.
“So,” Eric started as they sat down together for their class, “I’ve had finally started to see in color. Can you believe that? I’ve been in love with Donna my whole life and it’s until now that I’m finally seeing in color!”
Buddy blinked a couple of times, swallowing before looking at Eric with a small smile. “I bet she’s been seeing in color her whole life.”
“Uhm,” He sighed, his expression had changed from excitment to pain in seconds and Buddy reprimended himself for that. “Not really. I don’t know why… I mean, I know. Sight starts changing during puberty if you find your soulmate, blah, blah, blah. But ever since we started “going out”… Well, none of our sights changed, you know?“
“I’m going to risk sounding like an asshole,” He said, Eric looked at him immediately with amusement sparking in his eyes.
“You already do.”
“Oh, hush!” Buddy pinched his nose with a frown, making him laugh. The sound made him smile and fill his lungs with Eric’s smell, suddenly he started to recognize another color, it made the greens seem less bright and he slowly recognized it as the blue of his identification chart. “As I was saying… Have you thought maybe you are rushing into conclusions?”
“What you mean, man?”
“That maybe you are not each other’s soulmates and that’s why nothing has happened.”
“But– but–” Eric started to struggle with his words, Buddy smiled a little, like trying to comfort his friend and himself, too. The soulmate system was flawed. Not everyone got to be their soulmate’s One and this was his case, maybe it was Eric’s, too. “I like her, for real.”
“Yeah, you two not being soulmates doesn’t mean you don’t. Or that she doesn’t.” He tried to ammend his doings. “Just that… you won’t be seeing in color.”
“But I am!”
Student’s murmurs died down at Eric’s outburst and Buddy looked around,praying for the ground to swallow him or for a cat to eat Eric’s tongue. As much as he liked the boy, Eric was too dramatic to help a conversation out in public.
His cheeks went red and Buddy smiled, that had been the first color he saw, two days after he met Eric. According to the chart his parents bought him for this very special occassion, he still had a few colors and convinations to uncover, and the most time he spend with Eric, the more he saw.
“Boy, why I’m always so loud? I hate myself sometimes…” He murmured and Buddy looked up at his face, wanting to correct him and tell him there was nothing to hate about him. But he didn’t. “Anyway, what I was trying to say is… I am. I’ve started to see in color.”
Buddy smiled at that. “Yeah? What do you see?”
“Red.” He smiled a little. “Brown and… black? It’s not like the black of the normal, you know… Like, your hair.” He signaled. “I can see it, it’s totally black. And your eyes are brown.”
“Well, it’s only a matter of time for her to start seeing in color, too.” He said, not wanting to truly think about it.
Eric went silent then and didn’t had a chance to speak as their teacher came in and started to put their work for the day in front. Buddy sighed, trying hard not to think how Eric’s colors seemed to be all his, just like when he had started to see in color, too.
The red of his cheeks, the brown of his hair, the green of his eyes, and now the blue of his favorite hoodie.
