request: Heyy so umm I saw this TikTok that’s about this AU where when you turn a certain age you get to communicate with your soulmate telepathically and like I thought maybe you could wrote something for Osman based on it ?
tags: @imtoolazytothinkofacoolname @girl-looking-out-window
You had grown up hearing tales about soulmates and how wonderful it was to finally meet them. Once you turned 17, you would be able to hear everything your soulmate thought until you touched them. You thought it was a bit intrusive, but you didn’t mind, thinking about how romantic it would be.
Truth be told, you didn’t have to worry after all. You had a loving boyfriend who you had been dating since you were 16. His name was Mahir, and he was just perfect.
So, as you blew the candles in your seventeen birthday’s cake with your family surrounding you, you were ready to hear his voice.
As you went to bed, you knew your friends would gush all over you to tell them all about it, so you got into your bed and waited for something to happen, until you took matters into your own hands.
Nothing happened in the beginning, so you assumed that Mahir was already sleeping, until a voice in your head snapped you out of it.
“We should just skip all of this and just say our names. I’m...”
“Wait!” You almost said out loud.
Your eyes widened as you paced back and forth in your bedroom.
“This can’t be happening. You’re not Mahir.”
“Who’s Mahir?” The unknown voice came up again and you groaned.
You rolled your eyes and fell into your bed.
“This wasn’t supposed to happen. He was supposed to be my soultmate, what am I going to do now?”
You wanted nothing more than to crawl into your bed and eat something. You were being a bit dramatic, but it felt like your whole world had fallen apart. You had planned everything out, what your life would be like and now everything was different.
“It doesn’t have to be a bad thing.”
“What?” You thought furrowing your brows.
“You don’t have to tell him. Just fake it until he touches his real soulmate and it’s over.”
You scoffed. “Well, aren’t you the romantic type.”
Everything was silent for a while and you decided to call it a day. It was already exhausting and it had only been a few hours since you turned sixteen.
The next day at school, Mahir was waiting for you at the school’s gate. He gave you a kiss and you felt a bit relieved, but still knew that in some kind of way he would find out.
“Quick, let me guess. Now, you’re thinking about...what your friends’ gift is going to be.” He said to you grinning.
You pressed your lips into a line but acted happy. “Of course, silly. I bet they’re going to give me that book I wanted, or some lipglosses.”
He chuckled and you two walked into school, his hand holding yours. “Now you don’t have to worry about me knowing all the girly stuff you think about.” He said giving you a peck on your cheek.
You smiled at him and sat down on your desk, your friends right by your side giving you your presents, and for a moment, you forgot about your lie.
“So? Did you lie to him?”
You rolled your eyes even though your soulmate couldn’t see you.
“Yes...but I still think it’s wrong! I’m going to tell him later. It’s selfish, I shouldn’t lie about soulmates.”
You widened your eyes while you took notes of what the teacher was talking about. “Excuse me? You don’t care about soulmates?”
“How can you be my soulmate?”
You continued your class doing your best to pay attention, even though you were still annoyed at the boy who was supposed to be your soulmate.
“And why don’t you care?” You found yourself thinking.
You waited for a few seconds until he answered. “I already have a lot of things to worry about and I’m sorry, but I wouldn’t be able to take you to fancy dates and all of that.”
“I don’t care.” You found yourself thinking while you doodled on your sheet of paper. A few moments passed and you were almost startled when you heard his voice again.
“So you’re not going to tell me your name?”
“No, this way it’s more romantic.” You stated like it was a golden rule. “Besides, it’s more fun this way. You already got it all planned for your love life so there’s really no rush on meeting.”
“You’re right. So, where do you live?”
You felt your mood change slightly. “Oh, well it’s not that far away. I used to live there a few years ago until my parents got some jobs offers here. Um, what are you doing now?”
“I’m in the middle of a history exam.”
“And you’re talking to me instead of doing the exam?”
“I already memorized the answers.”
You conversations with your “soulmate” didn’t stop there. You two kept talking since you were in each other’s minds almost all the time and you found him interesting and funny. You had a few things in common, despite living almost one hour apart, but it was still a bit addicting to talk to someone new and that nobody else could listen.
“Why are you thinking about Istanbul so much?” He asked you three months after your birthday.
You sighed, even though he couldn’t see you. “My grandma got sick and my parents are planning to move back there with the rest of my family.”
“If it makes you feel better, we might meet.”
You felt a small smile on your face as you washed the dishes on your house. “I thought you didn’t care about soulmates.”
“Maybe you made me change my mind.”
“I know that you say that you only think about yourself but that’s a lie. Most of the time you only think about money but you also think about your friends. And you can’t say that’s not true.”
“Well, you’re always thinking about the same song over and over again it’s exhausting.”
“I hate you.” You thought slightly chuckling.
A few weeks later your family moved to Istanbul, and now here you were standing in front of a new school in the middle of the semester. You really didn’t care about being the new kid, you only cared about how much homework you had.
“You are going to do all of that?” The girl who you ended up sitting next to asked you.
You stared at all the new assignments teachers had given you since you hadn’t taken any of the exams the other students had.
“I have to do them in a week. Almost every teacher gave me something to do, except Miss Burcu.”
The girl shrugged. “Just buy the homework like everybody else does.”
You lifted a brow. “You sell homeworks here?”
“Go and ask him, that nerdy boy. Just tell him which ones you need and he’ll give them to you tomorrow when you pay him.” She said pointing a boy with glasses.
“This school is so weird.” You thought to yourself as you walked to the boy.
“Why? Did you end up in an all girls school?”
You rolled your eyes at your soulmate’s answer but talked to the boy. He would give you the ones you needed the most the next day for ₺20, but you still couldn’t wrap your head around the fact that somebody sold homeworks at your new school.
“Can you believe they trade homeworks here? I can’t believe I didn’t think of that...”
“Did you buy them?” He thought all of a sudden.
“Well, I had to...Why are you thinking about a list with names?”
You didn’t think much of it and continued with all the projects you had to finish so you wouldn’t pull an all nighter.
The next day, as you waited near the school’s gates for your homework to be “delivered”, the same guy you had talked to the day before approached you.
“Here you go. No, you don’t pay me. Come, he wants to receive all the money today.” He said as you pulled the cash out of your wallet.
You furrowed your brows confused but still followed him as he lead the way to a classroom where a few boys were doing more homeworks and an older and taller guy watched them.
“Osman.” The boy with glasses called out.
As you pulled the money again from your wallet, you didn’t notice how the guy called Osman was looking at you.
“This better be worth it.” You thought as you extended the money.
“Did you say something?” Osman asked confused as your hand brushed lightly with his as you took the papers he was handing to you.
You furrowed your brows. “Excuse me?”
He shook his head. “Nothing, sorry.”
“See ya.” You said as you checked if the papers were fine.
The next day as you talked with Miss Burcu after class about the poem you had to write, as soon as you left the classroom you were approached by the girl you had sat with and a blonde one.
“Hi! I’m Işik and I’m the student representative. We heard that you just moved here and we know how hard it is to make friends in a new city.” The blonde one said with a big smile.
“We are pretty sure we know your soulmate.” The brown haired said all of a sudden.
“Eda! It was going to be a surprise.” Işik complained.
You were not expecting this for your second week at school. “How do you know about him?” You asked as you walked down the halls with them by your side.
“He’s friends with us.” Işik explained.
“And he told us his soulmate was new at school and had an ex boyfriend called Mahir. Besides, yesterday he stopped hearing his soulmate’s thoughts just as he handed in a homework.” Eda said as you sat down on a bench.
“It’s so romantic. He’s the oldest so he was the first one to turn seventeen.” Işik said dreamily.
You started chipping at your nail polish to do something with your hands and calm your nerves. “So, you’re saying that my soulmate is the guy who sells homeworks?”
Both girls slowly nodded, still unsure of the whole situation.
“I’ll go and talk to him.” You said standing up.
Eda and Işik looked at each other before following you.
“He never said his name to you?” Işik asked as you walked around the halls looking for the boy.
You shook your head. “I didn’t want to. Besides, we lived in different cities.”
“He did say that you lived in Gebze.” Eda added.
“That’s true.” You said glancing at her before jumping into someone. “Sorry, I...you are him.” You said once you noticed you had bumped into the tall guy who had sell you your homework.
Eda and Işik smiled at each other, happy with their work before they left.
“You’re the girl who touched my hand and all of a sudden I couldn’t hear my soulmate anymore.” He pointed out with a smirk as he ate a hazelnut.
You rolled your eyes. “I’m your soulmate, I thought you were smart enough to already figure it out.”
He seemed to think for a moment before speaking. “Holy shit, you’re my soulmate.”
You couldn’t really stop smiling and blushing, so you just chuckled as the bell rang. “I can’t believe we finally met.”
“It was about time.” He said as you two walked to class.
And that how you went from being heartbroken for moving to finally meeting your soulmate, exactly the romantic way you wanted.
