Flowing_Ink
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After the events in London Joe feels a need to return to his first death, taking his immortal family along with him. In Jerusalem he meets a fellow historian at a newly opened tomb dating back to the crusades and makes an even greater discovery.
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They’ve only just started dating, and Joe feels like he shouldn’t feel as giddy as he did on the first date, when they’d gone out for dinner and Joe had spent the entire time thinking of ways to get the handsome, soft-spoken man sitting across from him to fall in love with him.
Now, about 10 dates later, as Nicky commands the room with a calm confidence, that giddy, lovestruck feeling comes screaming back.
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Joe laughs, feeling his face flip into media mode, free hand smoothing his hair back. “So sorry, that was –”
“…Yusuf?”
In a single, breathless moment, Joe is sixteen again, looking into a set of familiar eyes but feeling something completely new for the first time. When he blinks, jaw slack, the face in front of him is different, of course it is, but it’s still…still –
“Nicolò?”
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- Part 2 of the seat next to mine (F1 AU)
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09 Nov 2024
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There, in black ink, stood a name in clean, tall Latin letters.
Nicolò.
Yusuf swallowed. The name felt heavy on his tongue, and his heart skipped a beat.
“Ah,” Yusuf’s baba said solemnly. “I think it is safe to assume that your worst enemy goes by the name of Nicolò. I will pray to Allah that he may merely be someone you meet on a trade trip across the sea, and that this name does not forebode anything more sinister.”
Yusuf nodded, and he let his baba turn over his right arm carefully towards the light, so they could read the name written there.
“Now, my son,” Yusuf’s baba said in a joyful tone, “let us see if we know your beautiful soulmate already, or if you will have to be patient a little longer.”
The rosy light of dawn crept through the windows, and neither his baba nor Yusuf had any trouble reading his Mark. For on Yusuf’s right arm, in the same bold black letters, stood the name again.
Nicolò.
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Or, Yusuf is confused by the soulmarks on his arm. He is even more confused when he notices Nicolò's arms.
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