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Y/n looked up from her laptop's screen with a sigh. Her eyes drifted to the clock on the wall in her office and she, yet again, sighed. Her internet friend IF/n should be arriving at the airport by now and she was stuck doing the work of her co-worker who called in sick. Y/n always wanted to meet IF/n, but she never got the chance to. No money, no job, nothing. They knew each other for a long time and would do anything to meet. IF/n finally bought some tickets when Y/N told her that she's got a big enough apartment for two. Y/n sent a quick text to IF/n apologizing again for her lateness. Ten minutes later she's quickly shutting off her computer, putting her things in her bag that's almost-a-cute-purse-but-too-worn. She's then going as fats as she can in her heels, checking her watch she softly curses. Fishing in her bag for her car keys, she almost trips and huffs in frustration. 'It'll get better,' she told herself, 'I'll see IF/n soon.'
She took her car keys out of her bag with a soft 'ah-ha!' and unlocked her car.
IF/n stared sadly at her phone. With a sigh she continued to look around for her friend (and check out guys). When she finally spotted Y/n she jumped up, grabbed her suitcase took off running towards her friend. Y/n was looking around with helpless eyes, trying to catch her breath when someone barreled into her side, she almost lost her balance. Her mouth twisted into a scowl and as she was about to scream at the person, but when she realized who it was, her anger dissipated immediately. "IF/n!" Y/n happily threw her arms around her friend. They chatted on their way home about everything and nothing.
IF/n woke up to the smell of fresh coffee that drifted through Y/n's apartment. She stretched and pushed the blanket off of her. Walking into the kitchen, she saw Y/n sitting at the table with a cup of coffee and a bowl of cereal. Y/n glance up at her and gave her a small smile. "G'mornin, hun." IF/n softly chuckled. "I never thought you would say it out loud." Y/n gave her a 'really?' accompanied by a grin. "Yeah, well, the fact that you're here doesn't change the years of me being your sister not by blood or adoption, but by bond. And I love you." IF/n let out an 'awwww' and grinned at Y/n while pouring herself some coffee and making a toast. "I love ya too, sis."
A comfortable silence filled the room as IF/n sat down with her coffee and toast. "Hey, Y/n?" Y/n looked up from her breakfast at IF/n and raised a quizzical eyebrow. "Why haven't we talked about our soul-marks? I mean- We don't have to if you don't want to- I just-" Y/n cut her off with an amused expression on her face. "It's okay, it's just that... my soul-mark is very large and I cover it everyday with make-up..." Y/n stood up jogging slightly to fetch a wet blanket. When she returned she wiped her face and arms with it. (As seen on the chapter pic) IF/n's eyes widened as she scanned the... scars? Markings? on her sister's face. Y/n glanced up from the spot on the table she was looking at, in fear of seeing the expression on her sister's face.
"You aren't.... disgusted?" Y/n asked, slightly hesitating. IF/n shook her head and smiled. "You look beautiful." She answered, her smile turning into a grin. Y/n let out an exasperated huff, punching IF/n on her shoulder. "You liar." IF/n let out an offended noise and protested with a 'It's true!' which was promptly ignored. "Now show me yours! What is it? Their name? Their first words to you? An image? Or something... like mine?" Y/n rapidly fired questions eagerly awaiting IF/n's response. IF/n grinned and lifted up the sleeve on her left arm. There, in beautiful cursive, was a name.
'Thor Odinson'
Y/n grinned at IF/n and scrunched up her nose. "That's a weird name! Poor guy, his parents must hate him!" She giggled. IF/n let out an offended huff. "Awwww, is Missus IF/n Odinson offended?" Y/n teased her friend, but there was only humor in her voice. IF/n slowly let a smirk flow on her face. "Who are you to say anything? As far as you know, your soulmate could be an alien! Maybe he could travel through time..."
Somewhere far away in a different universe, the Doctor sneezed. Clara looked at him, smiling. "Someone's talking about you!" She said. He scoffed, fiddling with the Tardis.
" Don't be ridiculous, Clara. It's just an old story, there's no actual proof that you sneeze when someone's talking about you!"
Y/n rolled her eyes. "There's no such thing! That's what you get for not listening to the news. There's always a lie every other corner I swear." IF/n pointed her finger at Y/n. "Yeah, well...." Y/n raised her eyebrow. "I... haven't got an argument..." IF/n quietly stated, dropping her hand. Y/n smug smirk only irked IF/n more. When IF/n looked up from her pouting, her mouth dropped open in shock. "Y-Y/n?" When Y/n hummed in reply, IF/n continued. "You probably s-should... look behind you..." Y/n raised an eyebrow and turned in her chair to look at the something IF/n thought she should see.
In front of her was a.... bridge of sorts? that was colored like a rainbow. As if they both were in a trance, they stood up, captivated, and stepped on the bridge. A second later the only thing remained was the unfinished breakfast on the table and a wet blanket covered by make-up...