I don’t know if this counts as a drabble or a fic so I’m not going to title this or anything.
When Virgil learned about soulmates and the string that was supposed to connect his to whoever his soulmate was, he wasn’t all that surprised that he didn’t have one.
By the time he had gotten a full lesson on what it was to have a soulmate he was 8, and by that time it seemed that most people had come to the conclusion he was weird.
When he went home and told his mom about it, she simply said that some people’s don’t show up if they aren’t in the same state, so maybe one day if they went on a road trip, a string for him would appear.
Virgil didn’t believe it from the start, but he entertained his mother by going all these places with her.
Somethings that they never teach you in school, is that some strings don’t appear until you’re 18. This is because this is only in the most extreme cases, like when you’re soulmate is yours for this life, the next, and the previous.
Virgil was born on June 4, 2001 at 6:20 am.
Virgil woke up with a dark blue string coming from his left pinkie finger on June 14, 2019 at 12:54 pm.
He was so excited he forgot other people couldn’t see the string, instantly running into his mothers room to show her. Once he realized she couldn’t see it he wasn’t discouraged in the slightest, now he knew someone else could see that string to, and Virgil and that person were meant just for each other.
When Logan learned about soulmates, he thought they were convenient, and nothing else. He had been told about them before, his older brother Roman had found a man, Patton, who he thought to be his soulmate as early as eight, and swore even if his soulmate turned out to be someone else, he would always be with.
Turns out, on his eighteenth birthday, Patton was found to be his soulmate. Roman, being Roman, did ask what was up with that, and Logan being Logan was the one who did the research for him. Before that Logan just assumed that soulmates weren’t for everyone, but was pleasantly surprised when it turned out the other way, now glad his brother would stop trying to get Logan to be interested in someone.
When he woke up to find a deep purple string on his right pinkie, Roman was far more excited then he was.
“Aren’t you excited? You have a soulmate! One that you’re destined to be with in any lifetime! You don’t seem excited.” Roman faded along at the end, rolling his eyes slightly at his younger brothers lack of enthusiasm.
“I am fortunate that I have a soulmate, yes, however, it will take time to find them, therefore I do not need to focus my entire life around this.” Logan said, making his points for the following conversation as he went along.
“Fine, whatever, don’t be excited,” Roman huffed dramatically with an eye roll as he turned to leave the room. Logan roller his eyes in response before following him to fake excitement as to not make his birthday uncomfortable for himself.
Virgil didn’t want to find his soulmate immediately. He had been questioning what he was interested in for a while but had yet to tell his mother about it in fear of isolating himself from his only remaining family, so he was not jumping to actually finding his soulmate, gaining more comfort in the fact he had one.
He and his mother had both agreed they would still go to the restaurant they always went to on their birthday, a place simply called the Salt and Pepper Dinner. Every year somehow they got there favorite waiter, Patton, and every year where extremely happy with the cheerful aura surrounding him.
This year, as usual, they were seated at their favorite booth courtesy of Patton. This year though, Virgil noticed the string starting to move, and he couldn’t believe it. He had hear stories of people traveling all over the word just for the string to move a tiny bit, yet the day he gets it, it starts moving? It didn’t seem possible. None of it did to him, but this he simply could not believe.
He stayed silent a majority of dinner, watching the string the entire time, only really noticing anything going on around him when it moved a second time. This time, it was getting longer, which made Virgil realize just how close he actually was to the person who was meant to love him forever.
This time, Virgil followed the string with his eyes, his mother playing on her phone and not noticing as her son stood and began towards the door.
Logan walked out of the restaurant needing a break from the entirety of his family asking him millions of questions about his soulmate string, and from the flirting his brother was doing with the waiter.
Walking outside after closing the door he saw another man coming out, not paying much mind to him in favor of his phone, before he felt a tug on his hand. The man walked up to him.
“Um, hi.” He said shyly, waving his left hand. Only when he stared the other down for a second did he realize that he could see the others soulmate string, observing is own hand to see the colors merging between the not so small distance between them.
Logan, not knowing what else to do, held out his hand, “Hello, my name is Logan. It is nice to meet you.”
Virgil blushed and connected their hands, the string intertwining in the handshake, “Virgil, likewise.”












