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Sunlight poured in, illuminating Two’s face rather annoyingly. Their hair was tousled, eyes groggy, and their bed impossibly warm, waaayyy too inviting.
But, It was morning, and not just any morning..
“Shit..” Two muttered under their breath, before panic settled in, clouding their usually serene and nonchalant expression.
Preparations were a blur of nerves, excitement, and everlasting fluttering butterflies in their stomach.
Their date with One was today!
The blue eyed integer was the epitome of perfection in Two’s eyes.
Sharp, elegant, poised, charismatic..,and deathly beautiful . Everything an integer should be. Or..at least strive to be.
Two knew impressing her would be difficult. Come to think of it, how the hell did One even agree to go on a date with them of all people?
There was no grand gesture, no candle lit dinner.. ,and they sure as hell didn’t swipe her off her feet..
Their love story bloomed from a blurted confession under the stars, with the moon as their witness, and One’s warm hand atop of theirs.
yet.. everything that could have gone wrong.. went , in fact, wrong.
Clothes? Practically non existent. At least, their decent clothes were nowhere to be seen. Perhaps buried underneath mountains of laundry they had yet to do.
Oops…
Scrambling to get ready for essentially the most important date of your life isn’t fun.. and Two was basically on the verge of tears.
“This should be fine..” Two grabbed a green button up, a periwinkle necktie, and a skirt they had lying around, hoping and praying One wouldn’t laugh in their face.
The clock struck 10.. 11.. then.. finally 12.
One, already at their meeting place, glanced at her moon shaped watch, a puzzled expression colouring her features. She digressed, smoothing her dress down once more.
12 : 21 PM
That’s when Two appeared, heart pounding as they panted from sprinting.
“Well, hello to you too, sleepyhead.” One glanced at Two, smiling knowingly at the other.
“So , she knew, huh? “
Two took it as a sign, and attempted a brave façade, failing to conceal the obvious nervousness they were experiencing.
“Not to brag ,but I actually woke up at 5:30 AM today! No big deal, of course.” Two feigned arrogance, trying not to draw attention to their clearly frazzled appearance.
But One knew better. She knew Two all too well.
The blue eyed integer raised an eyebrow, smirking slightly as her eyes met Two’s.
“You sure? Looking a bit rough, huh?”
She got up, her floral perfume engulfing Two, making their knees weak and cheeks even rosier.
“Hold still” She muttered, tugging on the periwinkle tie Two hastily tried to fix that morning. It clearly didn’t budge. Perhaps it had a mind of its own? Matchmaker, anyone?
All Two could do was stare at One’s nimble fingers battling their wickedly stubborn necktie, and attempt to act unbothered.
Spoiler. They failed. Badly.
One smoothed out the purple fabric gently, prolonging her touch; she clearly didn’t want to let go either. Two felt that. They knew. And quite frankly? They too didn’t want the moment to end..
A beat passed. Then.. One spoke up.
“Now I can be seen with you in public.” One joked as she gently took ahold of Two’s arm, leaning into their side playfully.
Two wanted to argue, to give One the reactions she so desperately wanted to get out , but.. they didn’t. Seeing her all huffy made them oh so happy.
“Ha, ha.. real funny there.” Two shot back, subconsciously closing the already nonexistent gap between them. “Am I THAT much of an eyesore?”
“Mm, no, just terrible at time management.” One giggled as she kissed Two’s cheek, leaving a blue imprint.
Soulmates tend to copy eachother.