The year someone turns 18 they have the opportunity to be injected with a serum that will produce a soulmate mark somewhere on their body. This serum is costly and the procedure to get the injection is not covered by insurance.
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Hobi didn't stay with me last night. It wasn't because he didn't want to. I could read how much he wanted to stay from his expression, the look in his dark reflective eyes, and how long he lingered before he finally pulled away and said goodnight. But, he didn't explain to me why he was fighting his own desires to stay. He didn't share with me his reason for spending the night in his own bed.
The first thing I considered was maybe it was something Jin asked him for specifically since it was his day today. The more I evaluated that idea as a possibility the more sure I was that it was probably the truth. Perhaps he had something planned? For the life of me I couldn't figure out what it was though. Hell, I have probably been lying here longer than I should trying to piece it together and figure it out.
I'm just about to give up my mental investigation when there is a knock at my door. I start to attempt to shift myself out of the blanketed burrito wrap I have gotten myself stuck in. It is already open because Tannie has still been being indecisive about who he wants to spend his night with, and I really don't want to trap him inside or keep him out. So, I'm really not surprised when Jin asks, with only the knock as a sort of preamble, if he can come in.
"Sure."
Immediately I know that Jin is still trying to make up for the way our first date ended. In his hands he is carrying a tray and it is loaded with breakfast foods. "Don't get up." He insists before I can move any further than simply propping myself up against the headboard. He places the tray over my lap and I can see for myself that he has made me belgian waffles with strawberries topped with a dollop of whipped cream. There is a small silver pitcher beside the plate which I don't have to be told has some kind of syrup in it. He notices me looking at it. "I made some strawberry syrup to go over them. I thought it would work better than maple syrup."
My brain is saying mmm before my taste buds have even tried it. "Smart thinking. I have never made syrup myself, but when I do get strawberries on pancakes or waffles at restaurants I tend to use strawberry syrup instead of maple." I smile up at Jin. "Knock knock."
He grins back and humors me. "Who's there?"
"Waffle!"
"Waffle who?"
"Would you stop waffling around already and open up the door? I've been waiting around so long you might have to do something to butter me up." Truthfully I heard the joke before, but I added the butter line from the top of my head.
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