Soulmate au

Eden grabbed her coffee and found an empty place to sit, although seats were limited. She had no choice but to sit at a table meant for more than one person. She didn’t like it, but she didn’t know what else to do. As she sat down, she noticed a guy with curly hair standing in line, writing something down as the line slowly shuffled forward. She couldn’t help but notice that he was definitely cute. Curly hair was her weakness.

(Haha made my quirks my oc’s quirks lol)

(YUSSSSS)
Jack was finally up when he smiled at the cashier and handed her the paper. He Waited for his drink looking at his phone. When he was called he signed thank you, (The only thing he knows) and takes the coffee. he sat semi close to Eden not noticing she was there.

(Basically me except that my mom made me learn the alphabet in ASL so I can fingerspell if I need to lol)
Unbeknownst to the cute guy Eden had spotted, she was totally watching him. She decided to observe him and use him as inspiration. He was brimming with mortal-world magic and she was into it.

He looked around the room trying to find something to draw when he caught eyes with her. He blushed a little and looked down. Practically screaming in his head.

Oh my God Eden thought as they locked eyes. She quickly looked down, feeling the heat rise into her cheeks. She glanced up for a moment to see his cheeks equally, if not more red than hers. She couldn’t fight back her embarrassed smile as she giggled to herself, altering between covering her face in her hands or with the table.

Jack Covered his face with his book trying to scream but with no success, he just sat there like an idiot.
Why are you being such an idiot all you did was lock eyes…Maybe she didn't notice you and your ok…Or not…Jesus Christ Jack.

Eden looked up once more to see him also covering his face. The heat raised in her face. Good God. She had to remember this for later. It was a quality series events for an awkward teen romance novel. She waited for him to look up again so she could tell him it was all good. She couldn’t stop laughing, though, so she didn’t know if she would be able to.

(I like this rp WAY more than I thought I would lol)

(XD Oof)
As he looked over he notices something red almost string like appear. What is that…Oh no…Is that the red sting my mom told me about…Hopefully, she doesn't notice… his face was even more red.

Eden did in fact see that red string. She looked down and also saw one of her own. She stopped laughing and gaped at the string, then at the stranger, then again at the string and back and forth. She couldn’t believe this was really happening. She had been waiting her whole life for this. She waited for him to say something, or come over to her, mostly because she just didn’t have the wherewithal to stand.

He sighed and stood up. He walked over to her hoping she wouldn't be weirded out. as he got up there he waved holding a notebook and sketchbook in his hand. He grabbed the notebook writing in it then showing her the page. 'HI! I noticed a red string that connected from our fingers.' he pointed to his right hand.

Eden read the notebook. She smiled and said, “Yeah, I did, too. I’m Eden. Why don’t you sit?”

He sits down and writes again. 'Jake. and thanks for the invite to sit.'

“Yeah, no problem. I figured it might be the best course of action considering this.” She replied, holding up her hand where the string was attached. This is, like, really weird isn’t it? Out of nowhere and all….so we should probably get to know each other, yeah?” She smiled.

He nods happily. He wrote 'That sounds nice! Any hobbies?'

Eden always found this question difficult because she hated saying her hobbies out loud because they sounded stupid. “Uh…well, I write sometimes. And read, of course. I don’t know. What about you?”

He smiled. 'Sounds cool. I just do art. Not that cool…' He rubbed the back of his neck nervously. hiding his face afterward.

Eden’s got excited as she read his reply. “You do art? That’s cool! Can you show me anything?”

He nods pulling out his sketchbook. He handed it to her hiding his face in his notebook again.

Eden took the sketchbook and flipped through it. It was a marvelous depiction of creativity and experimentation. She admired the persistence and heart. “This is really cool! I like your style.” Eden handed the sketchbook back to him. “How long have you been drawing and stuff?”

He held up five fingers stating five years.

“Five years?” Eden asked for clarification.

(Like, I know what it means but I figured that Eden would want to make sure so I did it to stay in character)

He nods keeping his face covered.

“Cool, cool. I’m a writer…I think I already said that…anyway, I’m a writer, but I’ve never really finished anything.”

He writes. 'why not?'

Eden shrugs, “It’s like I start out with an idea, and I start to write it, but then I start to hate it and I don’t wanna write it anymore so I have no more inspiration, so I stop writing it and it just kinda…dies. I keep holding onto my characters, though. I got attatched to them and now I’m trying to write them a home.”

(Ain’t That the truth)

'they need a place they can belong also.' He wrote