smosh one shots

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keith leak jr x noah grossman
(first time used)

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keith
as always, we got our letters delivered to our house's this valentine's day with a clue of who our soulmates are.

we start to get them once we turn 20, so i only have a few; six to be exact.

so far i have:
-he was born in california
-he currently lives in california
-our ages are 5-6 years apart
-he is younger than me
-we've met before

and now today's:

-you work(ed) together

as soon as i read that, my jaw dropped. i spread out all of my letters i've received and started to piece them together.

"who could it be?!" i yelled.

i thought about my past coworkers, and none of them match the description, so i thought of my current coworkers.

then it hit me.

"noah. . ."

noah
today i got my second letter! we get them when we turn 20, and i'm more excited than i'd like to admit.

so far i have:

-he was born in ohio

i always smile when i see that since it makes me think of keith.

i was about to open my new letter when i suddenly got a call.

keith
answer      decline

"hey, what's up?" i asked him.

"i think, um, i have a feeling that, i um, that - ugh! can i just come over?" he asked, sounding stressed.

"yeah sure. . . are you oka - " i tried to ask, but got cut off by him hanging up.

i sighed. i was too upset to open my letter now, so i just sat on the couch and looked at twitter.

*ding dong*

i looked at the door then stuffed my phone in my pocket while walking towards it.

i opened it to reveal a very flustered keith.

"hey come in." i said.

he came in and immediately walk toward my letters.

"did you open your newest one yet?" he asked.

"no, do you want me to do it now?" i asked, getting an eager nod in return.

i walked over and grabbed the envelope, opening it while keith stared.

i took out the paper and unfolded it to reveal the words:

-lives in california

"wow that dials it down." i said rolling my eyes.

"noah, read my letters." keith randomly said, handing me the papers.

"okay. . ." i said, grabbing the letters and reading them.

i didn't understand at first, then it hit me.

"keith, are we. . ."

"i think so."

he looked at me and i at him.

"can i tell you something?" i asked.

"sure."

"i'm really glad that we are."

and the rest was history.