Hittin' my revival off with a prompt! Klance for 1, if it's not too much trouble ~?
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Okay, so there are like, 400 different Soulmate AUs, and I took me a little bit to finally decide on one. I hope you like it!!
#1 Soulmates AUKlance - Keith and LanceMood Soulmark Tattoos
There was a prickling on Lance’s right inner wrist. He glanced down at the small oval there, chuckling as the color turned from black to amber. “Someone’s brooding,” he mused and then cleared his throat when the instructor called his name.
It wasn’t his fault, really. It was just that, ever since coming to the Garrison, his soulmark had been reacting more often. He knew what that meant. It was a sign that his soulmate was close. He got giddy every time he thought about it, knowing that any one of his classmates that he passed in the hallway could be…The One.
Lance managed to ignore the tingling sensation for the rest of his lecture. It wasn’t until they were released for lunch that it started to burn. He hissed and turned his wrist over, wincing at the bright red color. His other half was nervous and, judging by the heat, pretty angry, too.
He frowned, wishing he could help them. But it was nearly impossible. He had no idea who they were!
Just then, as Lance made his way down the hallway, one of the officers’ doors flew open and a boy his age stumbled out as though he’d been pushed. And, man, he’d recognize that mullet anywhere. It was Keith, the pilot prodigy who beat Lance at every turn.
“Where is he?!” Keith shouted, trying to make his way back into the room, but he was restrained by two older cadets who seemed to materialize out of nowhere.
“I told you before. That’s classified.” It was Iverson, looking down his nose at Keith, his arms behind his back. “Now calm yourself or I’ll have you escorted off base.”
“Calm myself?!” Keith growled, struggling against the others’ hold. “What happened to Shiro?!”
Lance’s wrist burned so hot, it felt like it was on fire, black and red swirling together. He looked up, watching as one of the cadets wrenched Keith’s arms behind his back while the other secured them together with cuffs.
“Damn it!” Keith barked, ramming his shoulder into one of their chests and sending the man sprawling. Then he turned his attention on Iverson. “Pilot error, my ass,” he spat. “Where is he?”
“He’s out of his mind,” Iverson said to the cadets, completely ignoring Keith. “Too much stress,” he added. “Sedate him.”
“What? No!” Keith began, but then hissed when one of the men injected something into his thigh. His eyelids drooped and then he fell forward, the others catching him before he hit the ground.
Lance quickly ducked around a corner. He was pretty sure Keith was in some serious trouble and he didn’t want any part of it. He just hoped none of them had noticed his presence.
He sucked in a breath as the cadets passed by, dragging an unconscious Keith along with them. Lance watched them go, his wrist suddenly cool. He glanced down and saw that the color had changed to purple: calm.
Lance looked back up at Keith and then at his wrist. There was no way…
“Aw, man…”
Haha, wow…uh…not sure where I was going with that one, heh. I do hope you liked it, though!!
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