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🦋 Leonardo X Soulmate!Ex-Baseball Player! Reader🦋

❧ (Y/N): Your name

❧ (H/C): Hair color

❧ (E/C): Eye color

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~ Leo's P.O.V. ~

     I wondered what's it like to find your soulmate; some have experienced seeing color for the first time in their life; some have witnessed their souls glowing from their chests surrounded by colorful wisps. I have asked Donnie some questions about it, not even he knows, but he did give me a list of specific things the humans have experienced when finding their soulmate.

Colors were appearing.

Glowing wisps.

What has shooked me to the core was a timer. A watch that is latched around your wrist until you find your soulmate at the desired time. So far, I never experienced these, I have already seen color, and my chest hasn't glow near anyone. And I never had a timer around my wrist either. However, now that I think about it, there have been recent messages on my arm; words like "Good Morning" or "Remember your first aid." It wasn't until recently that I start to respond.

     Now, there's just puns and one-liners strewed around my arms, the pen pal; (Y/N) is planning to move into a new area at downtown Manhattan and we both plan to meet up but, I can't help but feel nervous. What if she/he/they were expecting a human? Will she/He/They run from me? I can't help but panic at least a little. Momentarily, it was already midnight. Guess it's time to get moving.

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~12:45 am, Downtown Manhattan~

~ Your P.O.V. ~

     Finally! I got all my stuff at my new apartment, and it wasn't long until I felt something buzz in my sweater front pockets. It's L! Making me sit up quickly from my couch, he's so cute, and his puns are so cheesy! It's too bad I had to play the guessing game on his name. He's on another night of patrol, I have admired his vigilante goal, but I can't help but still worried about his safety. I was about to text back, but then I sensed that I'm not alone in my living room, I texted Leo that something or someone is in my apartment.

I grabbed my bat, a metal one; I used to be in the baseball league until I decided to leave to focus on my studies and for other reasons. Soon I hear shuffling, and I ready myself to swing. "Come on out! I got a bat, and I'm ready to hit a home run!" I warned, and I mentally prepare myself a count to three.

1...

2...

3-...

A pink earthworm pops out from behind the wall; it has blonde hair and big green eyes with red slit-like irises. That hair looks familiar, though. "geez little dude; I thought it was something bigger," I joked, chuckling, which soon turns into a nervous chuckle. This thing has arms and the upper body of a strong man that's been lifting weight nonstop. There's also a blue gemstone just stuck into the flesh as if its tendrils dug into its skin. It gives me the heeby-jeebies, to be honest. That hairstyle, I remember who it belongs.