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Ps they ennoshita (and narita and kinnoshita) never went to karsuno in this au. *fun fact I had this in my drafts for months, so enjoy*
Enjoy <3
🧡☕️Ennoshita Pov☕️🧡
When I woke up to a call I did not expect this to be the first thing I hear.
"IT'S OVER! I TOLD MY WIFE"
...
"who is this?"
I should probably explain something before I go on. My world is basically like a fanfic, we have these things called soulmates. Soulmates had different ways of before shown, like a rope only you and your soul mate can see or a part of your hair which is matching your soulmate! These attributes apear when the youngest soulmate turns 18.
Unfortunately I ended with the pen, which means whatever my soulmate (soulmates) writes on their Arm appears on mine too. No one except you and your soulmate can see the markings, so there's that but it's still really annoying.
Anyway back to the call.
"Um.... I think you the wrong number" I try to say a politely as possibly. Thankfully, the guy didn't get mad (yes that has happened in th past) but instead he said "OMG I'M SOOO SORRY. I thought this was my soulmate, " ughh, I already could see where this going. It definitely helped prove why i hate the idea of soulmates. "I finally met her so I'm ending things with my wife" god, this idiot. I bet that him and his wife were perfectly happy together, and now he has just abandoned her!
"Bye" I say, quickly hanging up. I'm not really in the mood for this so yeah. Here something else you should know I have three soulmates and I haven't even attempted to talk to them.... If you can't tell, I don't like the idea of soulmates being forced to love a person, having no other options. So yep that's my life, a 25 year old physical therapist with absolutely no love life.
Anyway, since I was awake I decided that instead of sulking around I would go to the cafe nearby. It was summer and thankfully I didn't have any clients today, so I could spend all day in the heaven I call the manga cafe (DON'T JUDGE ME OKAY!!).
The cafe itself was peaceful and the workers were extremely kind. I had become one of their most beloved regulars even though they did complain that my taste in food is sh!t.
After lazily putting on a thin hoodie and some shorts before dragging my ass out the house. It didn't take too long for me to reach the cafe since well it was only about 3-4 minutes to get there, which ment I didn't bump into many people. Thank the lords. When I did get to the cafe, it was perfect. From the atmosphere to the people, a over thinkers paradise.
"Your new" I said softly, I had never seen this person he before so it was weird. He soft silver hair, a kind smile, a calming vibe.. Writing on his hand... OMG I COULD SEE THE WRITING ON HIS HAND... I could feel my heart pounding, thank the lords I was wearing a hoodie. “Oh, you must be ennoshita. And yeah I’m new! This is just a side job cause schools out. I’m actually a teacher believe it or not.” His voice was soft, kind. He had a sweet chuckle, it was nice. “Oh cool, I’ll take my regular. If you now it.” I say, a short laugh escaping my lips. He nods, wow, and types in before I can pay. He knew, nice. Tapping my card, I proceeded to take a seat in my Usual spot.
It gave me time to wonder, what to do. It was my soulmate, I’d met him But the only thing that tied us together was some stupid writing on our arms. Yet part of me craved to be loved, just like any other human. I was human, I needed this yet I couldn’t bring myself to tell this complete stranger. He’s happy, they are content. Just them 3, I’m not needed. I know they met, 2 of them knew each other in preschool (suga and Daichi I think) and met their 3rd in high school. The didn’t know until they were in they first year of university I think. It was my birthday the marks appeared. I wonder who the barista was, maybe he was asahi. Who knows. I knew this would nag me, it would nag me for so long. I took my drink, and let myself find out the barista’s name. Sugawara, cool.
I decided to read haikyuu, it was about a ginger girl who played volleyball. My favourite character was someone called kiko. She was in the background but I loved her. She is just really relatable, from her insecurities to her determination. Plus she was the only one who actually was able to act calm around this pretty manager. Looking around I realised that I was the only one In the cafe other than suga. I felt a shiver of awkwardness pass down my spine, I didn’t want to leave but my anxiety was screaming at me.
That’s when two people entered the cafe, one in police outfit. I froze, why was the police in a manga cafe!! Was suga some sort of criminal?! Probably not though, because the police officer looked pretty chill. “Koushi!” The police officer said, man bun standing next him. Wait, were they Daichi and asahi? Probably not..maybe. “Oh Daichi! Asahi!” Definitely. Well this couldn’t get even more awkward. I was alone, in a cafe with my soulmates. Who don’t know I’m there soulmate. Yay! I tried to hide in my manga, trying to cover my face. Please ls don’t be extroverts, please don’t be extroverts. The three just chatted for awhile leaving me alone, thankfully. Until, to my dismay, suga called me over. Great. I felt myself awkwardly put my book down, pulling my sleeves down again and again. “…hi” I said awkwardly, I could feel the writing burn my skin. I just wanted to scrub it off. “Ennoshita meet my soulmates! Asahi and Daichi. Guys meet Ennoshita, the antisocial regular who has sh!T taste in food.” I froze, my eyes narrowing. “Ignore him. It’s nice to meet you ennoshita.” Daichi said. His voice was strong, commanding, pretty. I let a soft smile on my face, “Nice to meet you guys too…um do you want sit down or something.” They looked at suga, who just nodded.
We took a seat near the stand thing, just in case another customer entered. Which was unlikely considering most are either at work or school. “So how long have you been together?” I asked, even though I already knew. About 7 ish years probably. “7ish years.” Asahi said, his voice was gentle but not like suga’s. It was a mix of deep yet anxious, a gentle giant. “Yep! We were at a Christmas party,and the next day we found out we were soulmates! Can you believe it!” Suga said excitedly, smiling. “The thing is we’re still looking for a 4th. Since none of our birthdays fall on the 26th.” I could the tension gripping my neck, a force which only I could feel. “Have you met your soulmate yet?” The question came from Daichi. Their eyes were burning my skin,the writing stabbing causing me to bleed. What in the world do I say. Yes? no? I took a breath, a deep one at that. “Um yeah, kinda. They don’t know though, I want to get to know them better first. I don’t want the relationship to feel forced. It’s like Jason and Medea, Hera cursed them to fall in love. It was forced, and for a while they believed they were perfect for each other… it didn’t end well, it ended quite brutally in fact.” They seemed satisfied with the answer, yet there was underlying tension. Like they knew his secret, that they knew he was the final piece. I kept tugging down my sleeves, as I awkwardly looked around. “Yeah I think i get. Love something which develops, it shouldn’t be forced upon anyone.” Suga said, he smiled at me it was nice. I nodded, awkwardly smiling. I kept rubbing my arms, again and again and again. Over and over. I could feel my skin rub, the feeling of my hoodie turning rough. It started to sting, my arms begging me to stop. I don’t think they noticed, they were to focused on something else. They were focused on a different conversation. But their words were not louder than the buzzing in my head. The coffee would try and soothe it, it kinda worked. It allowed me to understand parts of what they were saying.
“Well I should get back to work, hey Chikara you know Kinnoshita right?” Daichi asked, getting up from his seat. I nodded, looking up. “Nice! You going to the party. Him and Narita’s wedding anniversary.” I hummed, I can remember the day. It was amazing- wait hold on. Why does Daichi now Kinnoshita?!?! I looked up, “how do you know ‘Zashi?!” I asked, I could feel the confusion surrounding my head. Daichi just chuckled, his smile was warm. Not like suga, not like asahi either. It was firm and reaffirming. “Kinnoshita knows suga from university, and somehow me and Asahi were invited to.” I let out a breath that I didn’t know I was holding. For a second I thought Hizashi or Narita got arrested or worse dead. “Oh nice! I’ll see you guys there!” I said smiling. Daichi and Asahi left and suga went back to work, customers pouring in. After finishing my drink I decided to leave, saying a quick goodbye to Suga. Looking back on what happened it was quite strange. They barely knew me, yet they talked to me.
~✨A few weeks later, the party✨~
I looked around, they should be here somewhere. I’d already talked to Zashi and Kaz, hugged, gave them a gift. Now though, now I was looking for them. My soulmates who don’t know it. I don’t want them to know, they are so happy together. Just the three of them. They’re not even looking for me! I used to think I would never want end up with my soulmates, yet now I crave it. I’ve talked to them, learned more about them. I’ve had times to see who they are. Now if I tell it would be like shoving puzzle piece in the wrong place, it would be wrong. It would mess the whole thing up, ruining it. I would ruin it. I mean who would fall for me. I’m average, in the background. Lost in the stories. My name doomed me, Chikara power, Ennoshita below destiny. Power below destiny, my full potential never to be discovered for it is not my destiny. My destiny, my fate. My fates to be alone, yet not. I will now people, yet I won’t be the first person they would think off to invite. I would never be someone’s number 1, I would never be special. I’m Chikara Ennoshita, that one guys who looks sleepy. What’s the point, what’s the point of being here. Why was I born? Why was I created if only to be that one guy you know? I’m useless. If I die people would care, but they would easily move on. It won’t make that much of an impact. A child born to be nothing more than a placeholder. What’s my purpose other than to be that one guy in the back. Nothing beautiful about, nothing handsome about. I’m just there. Like that one plain mug you use, that holds no value other than to put liquid in. Unlike a mug your grandma made for you, I’m a mug you bought for convenience and nothing more. Not because it was pretty, or strange but just because you needed a mug. ‘Ennoshita’ like ennnoshita no chikara Mochi. “Ennoshita” someone who does a thankless task. “Ennoshita!” Someone who has power below their destiny. “CHIKARA” I flinched, feeling myself jump out my skin. It was them.
Their eyes filled with concern, suga’s hand gently planted on my shoulder rubbing circles. “Hi, sorry I was wrapped up in my thoughts.” Daichi stepped a bit closer, “..your crying.” Oh, I quickly wipe my eyes, sniffling some snot. “You okay?” He asked, his voice was soft, warm. All three of them shared this look, one of concern, or was it pity? The two were quite similar. One could easily mistaken them. “Yep, just thinking to hard.” I let out a breathy laugh but I don’t think they were convinced. Most now better to leave it, to go back to the topic later. They weren’t like most, not at all. “…liar, whatever you were thinking about was obviously important.” Suga said squeezing his shoulder, but it didn’t hurt. It was nice, relaxing. “You don’t have to tell us, just now we’ll listen.” Asahi chimed in, his voice deep but soft. Kinda like a warm bear hug. “…I’m average.” The words escaped my lips before I could stop them. The three of them looked at me, confused, worried? “What do you mean average?” Daichi chimed, trying to get some clarity. “A background character. Forgettable. Unimportant. Average.” They stared, their eyes burned. They burned holes into my skin, revealing the ugly truth. They must be disgusted, why did I dump this on them. I’m a horrible person. They have problems yet they never tell me, they never force it upon me. I’m horrible. Suga pulled me into a warm hug, it was so warm and nice but why I don’t deserve this. I don’t deserve his sympathy. I don’t deserve this, yet it’s so nice.
“You’re not unforgettable ennoshita, not one bit.” He whispers, his smile soft. I feel more people join the hug. It’s warm, cozy, comfy, perfect. I don’t want them to let go, I never want them to let go. They let go eventually, the warm lingers. It lingers as if it seeped into my skin, finding its way to my heart. “Don’t those things about yourself. The more you believe the worse it will become.” Daichi said, his felt familiar, safe. “Yeah, your hardly average, your ennoshita Chikara. You’re smart, kind, beautiful and perfect.” Asahi added, it was nice. I let myself smile, look down and smile. This was nice, it wasn’t patronising, just nice. I let myself believe what they said, believe that it was genuine. My mind letting feel warm for once, instead of the unbearable loneliness that would stab at my heart. Again and again. “Ennoshita, you’re perfect and don’t you ever forget it.” Suga would say, his lips curled into a beautiful smile. “Plus you’re our soulmate, so we already knew you were perfect.” He added, winking. I felt my heart stop, a warm feeling enveloping my cheeks. How did they know? “Kinnoshita told us, he said you wanted to take it slow so went along with it. We slowly let ourselves get attached. We didn’t force it, it was perfect. You were perfect. you are perfect Chikara.” I looked at suga, and smiled. “So you three knew all this time?” They nodded. The puzzle piece was perfect, I was just holding it at the wrong angle.
“We love you Chikara, will you be our lover?”
“…of course”
✨the end.
Sorry if it got a bit sad, if didn’t then oh well. I’m strangely good at writing self deprecating things when I’m stressed or sad. I hope you enjoyed! I’m really happy with how it turned out. Just a thing, if you feel shitty in whatever don’t be scared to reach out. Things like knooth and other stuff can really help. Don’t feel afraid to reach out. Anyway I hope you enjoyed this, Have a great morning, afternoon, evening or night <3