I’ve come out of fic writing retirement to write a fic for @bazinjeanstm! Happy Birthday! I hope this year is as amazing as you are! And I hope you enjoy this.
Word count: 3.8k
Warnings: Cursing, uh… mild angst? idk
Summary: (AU wear anything your soulmate writes on themselves appears on your skin.) Baz’s soulmate keeps distracting him by drawing on his hand.
It’s happening again. Lines are forming all over the back of my hand, starting at my fingers and working their way down. The blue lines bend and curl into abstract patterns. Then suddenly, they stop, only to have other smaller details added to them moments later.
It’s very distracting.
I sigh. Thank Merlin, Snow and Bunce are studying in the library today. I don’t want him to see me like this: distracted and daydreaming about the handsome artist who is going sweep me off my feet one day. Eventually. Hopefully.