Sanders Sides Oneshots

(Logicality) a twinkle

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There was no gleam behind his eyes.

He knew that, and he had come to accept that maybe, just maybe he was destined to be alone.

Mostly everyone at school had found their soulmate, he knew by the gleam in their eyes. Logan Sanders was always a quiet student, smart and brilliant, but silent. He kept to himself, and because of that he never really made friends. He was the outcast, and for some reason he was also feared by his classmates. One time he had listened in on a conversation during his algebra class, a couple of girls were giggling and whispering into each others ears. And for a split second Logan heard, “It's always the quiet ones that you have to watch out for, you never know what they're thinking. Who knows? He can be some sort of homicidal maniac.”

Since then, no one really bothered Logan, seemingly afraid of him. And Logan liked it that way.

At least, he thought he did.

Now as he looked at himself from the mirror he couldn't help but scowl. He hated it, he hated the person that numbly looked back at him. Eyes blank, empty, and dull.

As he grew some he came to crave human connection, he wanted someone to talk to, someone he could lean on.

He wanted to meet his soulmate.

That is, if he even had one.

The thought of being alone forever frightened him and pained him beyond words. He wanted someone.

No.

He needed someone.

Someone to talk to during his bad days, someone to lean on when he needed it most, and someone to protect him.

Protect him from—

The door to the bathroom was roughly knocked on, the teen looked away from his reflection and instinctively jumped away. His heart leaped to his throat and for a moment he could've sworn his life flashed before his eyes, he clutched a hand to his chest and took a deep breath before exiting, as he shuffled out he was met with his father who cursed and shoved him away before entering the bathroom, slamming the door shut.

Logan kept his gaze to the ground, his body trembled and his legs felt like jelly beneath him. The edges of his vision blurred and darkened, Logan shut his eyes and once again took a deep breath before he made his way to his room to collect his belongings. As he made his way downstairs for whatever there was for breakfast, he was tugged by the collar of his shirt and found himself face to face with father.

Dark, clouded, and glassy eyes met his own dull ones. Logan kept his composure and held his gaze, his heart beat crazily in his rib cage. “Yes father?” he mumbled questionably, the man glared at him, eyes scanning him. “I'm going out tonight, I don't want any trouble from you, you hear me?” his breath reeked of alcohol, Logan scrunched up his nose and turned his head away. “Yes father.” He replied grimly.

His father released him, Logan huffed as he arrived to the small kitchen and took an apple from the basket on the table, he bade his father goodbye and took his leave. As he walked, he couldn't help but shudder, the look in his father's eyes were haunting.

A result of losing your soulmate.

You also lose yourself.

You can only have one soulmate, and after that you are bound to them forever. The special connection that happens between soulmates happen only once in a lifetime.