Cupid's Arrow (Rosé x Fem Reader)

The Moon And Sun

"What did you say?" Y/n asked as she furrowed her eyebrows and looked back over her shoulder to Roseanne. She wonders if she heard the blonde wrong because she has never once gotten a tattoo. It's always been on her bucket list, but she could never find a design worth putting on her body forever in ink. Roseanne pointed to y/n's left shoulder blade,

"Your little moon and stars tattoo; when did you get it? It's cute." Y/n looked at her as if she was stupid,

"Are you sure your eyes didn't fuck up when I fucked you?" That remark made Roseanne roll her eyes,

"You don't have to be mean about it."

"I don't have a fucking tattoo, so you're imagining it. Go splash some water on your face or something." Y/n muttered as she stood up to get her pajama pants she had just spotted on the floor.

I don't have a tattoo repeated in Roseanne's head over and over again.

She sat as still as a rock as the thought had now actually crossed her mind: y/n could really be her soulmate. Roseanne shook her head and just chuckled,

"So I'm guessing it's not your favorite tattoo because you don't even like to acknowledge it." Roseanne joked, wanting to know what reaction she would get out of the girl. Y/n just tied her pants around her waist and looked at Roseanne unamused,

"I'm serious, go freshen up. Something is wrong with you; ya know, something new and not just the normal day to day stuff." Y/n said as she bent down to pick up her shirt.

"Wait! Before you put on your shirt, can you see if I have a tattoo?" Roseanne requested as y/n looked so lost with the current conversation,

"Why the fuck are you asking to look for a tattoo on your body when it doesn't even seem like you–"

Y/n abruptly stopped talking as she stared back at Roseanne, everything clicking as to why she was asking that sort of question. Y/n shook her head rapidly, closing her eyes,

"No, no, no! No! We are not. I don't even believe in that shit." Y/n raised her voice as she raked her fingers through her hair stressfully. Y/n swiftly put her shirt on and stared Roseanne down, her eyes filled with anger,

"Get the fuck out. Now."

"No! Why the hell would I do that when you're my fucking soulmate!" Roseanne shouted back as she got out of y/n's bed, still completely naked. She whined a little as she was indeed very sore, but at this moment she didn't care.

"Don't say that stupid fucking word because all that shit isn't real!"

"Ouch." Cupid said after hearing y/n say all that about soulmates; his literal job. Destiny punched his shoulder for speaking at such a moment.

"Well they obviously are fucking real if I'm seeing a damn tattoo on your skin when you don't have one!" Roseanne was now standing in front of y/n.

One person fully clothed and the other person completely nude. The two sides of a coin. Polar opposites. One person willing to bare everything to the other person, emotions and all, while the other person is closed off and concealed from the world.

"No, you just are still stuck on this childhood fantasy, Roseanne! You need to grow up and get the fuck out of my apartment!"

"It's not a fantasy, you just don't want to admit it to yourself! You always believed in them when you were younger and just when you had your heart broken once, you say fuck all of that! That's pathetic!"

Y/n was blinded by rage as she stepped forward and pushed Roseanne harshly into the front of her dresser, the blonde wincing a bit. She could see how livid y/n was about her saying all that, but she didn't care because it was all true. Y/n tried love once, when she was a fucking teenager. Everyone knows that young love barely lasts for the long run. And just because the girl she was head over heels for didn't feel the same anymore, she decided love was a lie.