A Soulmate! AU in which whatever marking made on your skin, appears on your soulmates skin.

•••

"No."

"Please!"

"...no."

"Oh, come on! I'll buy you Pork Dumplings for the rest of your life."

"Bokuto! You can't bribe me! I am not buying you a ¥15,000 owl onesie!"

"But (Y/N)-channnn!"

"For gods sake Bokuto! Do you think I just carry around a magical money tree?!"

".. well why wouldn't you?"

"Oh my god. Do you happen to carry around a money tree?"

"Why yes, yes I do."

"Really?"

"Really."

"Then use your oh so believable money tree to buy your own owl onesie!"

"But (Y/N)-chan, if you bought one for me, it'd have so much more worth! You'd touch it with your own hands, and then I'd have something you've held. So I'd technically have a piece of you with me."

"Bokuto, that is the most ridiculous thing you've ever said."

"I'll buy one for you."

"Wait, really?!"

"Yes. I'll go out to the shops in the morning and purchase one for you. I'll box it up, and send it to your address."

"(Y/N)-chan, you're the best!"

"I'm not even with you, and I can tell you're crying right now."

"No! No I'm not crying!"

"Bokuto you can't fool me."

"Hmf."

"Stop pouting, pretty boy."

"How do you know if I'm pretty? You've never seen me."

"I have a sense. Although, I have a feeling you're more muscular than pretty... but I could be imagining."

"Are you secretly stalking me?"

"What? As if."

"Don't deny it."

"Dude, how am I supposed to stalk you if I don't even know what you look like."

"Good point."

"Obviously. Now you better get some sleep! I'll leave for the shops in the morning, and you're package should arrive in a couple of days."

"Thank you (Y/N)! I'm really fucking pumped now!"

"Hmm, well, don't get too excited. After all, it is only a onesie."

"But by the time it gets to me, it'll have been in the hands of a goddess."

"..."

"You're blushing."

"Bokuto. Go to bed."

"Don't try and change the topic."

"Tch, whatever. Yes I was blushing. Now seriously, get some sleep! It's 5:38 am, and if I'm going to get you the onesie, I need to wake up in 2 hours. Plus I know how you get when you don't sleep."

"Fineeee!"

"Now now, wipe that pout off of your face. Goodnight, I love you.

"I swear you're stalking me.. goodnight, I love you."

•••

Waking up two hours later was definitely a struggle for you. But it was for you boyfriend, so you really didn't mind.

You see, you and Bokuto had started talking at an extremely early age. 3 to be exact. You had started off my drawing each other pictures, because you obviously didn't know how to write yet. But the two of you slowly evolved into words. And by every waking moment, you fell even more deep in love with Bokuto, until you couldn't possibly fall anymore.

Not being able to see and hold Bokuto in person, was truly heartbreaking. And you often weeped and cried, because you missed him. The pain that lied in your chest just tended to sit in a heap, never making an attempt to move. But luckily for you, Bokuto always seemed to put that pain on hold when he talked to you.

You were tired.

Tired of not being able to see and touch the person you care about so deeply, that you can't possibly explain it.

So while you acted irritated at the fact that Bokuto wanted you to buy him an owl onesie, you were extremely touched by his words about owning "a piece of you."

And not only had you agreed to buy him the onesie, you also came up with the plan to deliver it to him yourself. It would be hard and expensive considering Bokuto lives near the east coast of Japan, where as you live in Busan, South Korea.

But you have been secretly saving up for a flight. And you had finally saved up enough money to buy you travel fees, plus some souvenirs and food.

And now was your perfect opportunity to surprise your long waiting soulmate.

•••

You roll out of bed with a scowl on your face, but nevertheless cook yourself some breakfast. After finishing your breakfast of rice and egg, you head to your room to get dressed.

You slip on a pair of black ripped skinny jeans, a cropped sweater with red roses lining the sleeves, and a pair of glossy combat boots. After getting dressed, you brush through your hair, brush your teeth, and head towards your front door. You grab your black backpack from the hook, and leave your apartment. You venture into the streets of South Korea, soon being met with the line of shops in the city.

Knowing exactly where to find an owl onesie, you head straight towards the shop.

Now, you're a woman on a mission. So you easily power walk to the shop, pick out an appropriately sized owl onesie, pay big bucks for it, and walk back home. Once you arrive home, you box the onesie neatly, and place it in your suitcase.

You had bought your plane ticket early this morning when talking with Bokuto, and luckily you had found a flight for later today at 10:35 pm. You were due to arrive in Japan at about 12:40 am.

It was late, and a school night, but you could care less about time or school. You were just happy about seeing Bokuto.

•••

Arriving at the airport was hectic and boring as hell, but you managed. And soon enough, you were sat on a plane next to a middle aged man who smelt like beef, and an old woman who had trouble listening to the flight attendants directions, and was continuously shouting "WHAT?"

So after two hours of those two, you had enough. And as soon as you stepped foot off that plane, you kneeled down to the ground and kissed it with all your might. Did you get weird look? Yes. Did you care? Hell no.

You found your way out of the airport, and out onto the streets of good old Japan. It was quite exciting for you, considering you've never been to Japan before.

You boarded a small bus, your suitcase following behind you. You rode the bus for about a good half hour, before you made it to a hotel near Bokuto's home. You left the bus after paying, and immediately entered the hotel, as you were exhausted.

When you entered your room, you didn't even bother changing. You dropped your suitcase immediately before tucking into the small bed provided for you.

•••

You showered, brushed your teeth and nervously dressed in ripped skinny jeans, a black belt, a black and white striped t-shirt, a black bomber jacket, and your glossy combat boots.

You applied a small amount of natural makeup, brushed through your hair, and nervously slung your backpack over your shoulders before grabbing the box containing Bokuto's owl onesie.

After giving yourself an encouraging pep talk, you were finally able to leave your hotel room.

You entered the busy Japanese streets at about 6:00 am sharp. You were eager to reach Bokuto, and give him his gift before school. You rushed through the crowds of people like a mad man, before you were finally able to reach Bokuto's nicely polished white apartment complex.

"Damn, how rich is this guy?" You think to yourself.

You enter the complex, and instantly start searching for room 124 on floor 3. Your footsteps can be heard throughout the hallways as you rush through them, before you finally reach room 124.

"This is it. The moment I've been waiting for my entire life. I'm meeting my world." You whisper to yourself, already tearing up.

You take a deep breath, and raise your fist up to knock on the door. But before you have a chance to knock on the door, the door suddenly opens wide and a body collides into yours.

"Oof- oh sorry!" An enthusiastic voice rings out.

"A-ah it's totally fine." You reassure who you assume to be Bokuto.

You back up slightly to get a view of Bokuto, and holy hell you could feel your legs going weak.

He was a rather tall boy, with an unbelievably muscular build. He had black and silver hair that stood straight up, but looked oddly attractive. His eyebrows were silver, and rather thick.

Becoming kind of intimidated by his looks, you shriveled slightly in fright and started to stutter.

"U-uh, this is for y-you Koutarou!" You semi-yelled, before squeezing your eyes shut, bowing 90 degrees, while still holding the box out.

"Aha, thanks! This must be the onesie my girlfriend bought me! Thanks for delivering it for me!" Bokuto says excitedly, while grabbing the box.

Throwing aside all the intimidation Bokuto left you with, you immediately stood straight back up and deadpanned.

"Bokuto Koutarou. I knew you were a dumbass, but not this much of a dumbass!" You whisper yelled, while waving your arms around in disbelief.

"Huh? Wait a minute, how do you even know my name?"

"Oh my god. My soulmate's actually the dumbest person to roam the earth."

"(Y/N)-chan?!" Bokuto full out screamed, while dropping the box.

"Kou! I spent ¥15,0-"

You were immediately cut off by Bokuto scooping you up into his arms, as his warm tears soaking your shoulder.

Extremely shocked by not only the action, but his tears, you shrieked, but immediately hugged him in return.

A few tears slipped down your cheeks as well, as the two of you stood in one another's embrace, a river forming beneath you.

After a while of crying, hugging, and occasionally kisses of course, you pulled away and grabbed the box from the floor.

"Come on, Kou. You have a onesie to try on!" You said enthusiastically.

Bokuto instinctively jumped up with joy, and ran back into his apartment room. You laughed while following behind him.

When Bokuto walked out of his room in his new onesie, a large grin covering his face, you instantly cooed at the sight.

Before you or Bokuto could utter a word, you ran into the bathroom and changed into your (favorite animal) onesie.

As soon as you walked out of the bathroom, Bokuto ran over and picked you up bridal style, before twirling you around in delight.

You laughed and laughed while shouting out

"Kou, I'm going to puke!"

"Oh no!" Bokuto dramatically yelled before throwing you on the couch. 

Bokuto joined you seconds later, cuddling up to you instantly.

"I love you." You whispered, your forehead resting on Bokuto's forehead.

"I love you too." Bokuto whispered back, his eyes holding a wild swirl of emotions.