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.
A rare illness cropp...
Even though I'm a morning person there is still always that moment between being asleep and awake that I always find disorienting and strange. That moment where you can't quite pull yourself from slumber, but you know that once you open your eyes that you can start the day.
This morning is even odder than normal. It takes me a little longer to realize I had been asleep than it would normally. I continue laying in my bed trying to sort out what about this morning is so strange. Then I go over the events of last night and realize that part of my night is completely missing. The last thing I remember was telling Hobi that I wanted to dance with him some more, and afterward the whole world just seemed to grow dark and up until I just woke up is blank.
I'm thankful that I made it home okay. But, I'm terrified of the lack of knowledge of what happened between point a and point b. I sit up and take inventory of myself for a moment. I look down at my clothing. Okay, someone obviously changed me. The tank top someone selected wasn't doing a very good job of keeping the girls covered though. Why I even purchased this tank top is a bit beyond me. I could probably wear it underneath jackets and such, but it's definitely not slumber worthy.
The next thing I notice is that I woke up in the middle of my bed. Without pausing to think through my actions I find myself running my hands over each side of the bed. There is a heat signature in both spots. So, I didn't sleep alone last night. That thought has me biting my lip in immediate concern which I immediately put to the back of mind. Not because it isn't a possibility, but because without talking to the two that shared my bed last night to discover what happened in general, there isn't really a point in scaring myself about it.
That means the next order of business is discovering which of my two soulmates slept beside me last night. That's when I register the trickling sound of water running in my bathroom. The door was left wide open, and before I let myself fully register what I am doing my feet have already taken me just outside the doorway.
If it weren't for the male sounds coming from inside I probably would have simply waited for who it was to exit. But, those noises piqued my curiosity, and I stepped in the bathroom for a closer look. At first all I can make out is Jk's head tilted back under the main shower head. I quietly tread closer to him; my feet padding lightly over the linoleum floor. Once I get closer to the door I notice his left hand rubbing over the planes of his upper chest, and my eyes trail further south to where he is gripping himself in his right hand.
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Before I can fully come to terms with my actions I am stripping myself bare. As I open the door to the shower and let the steam out his eyes that were shuttered from his self gratification pop open. His cheeks quickly begin to burn red and he moves both hands as if to cover himself. But in only a fraction of a second his eyes blink and take in my own nudity. He bites his lower lip. "Daisy, you...you shouldn't be in here?"
