𝕾𝖍𝖆𝖉𝖔𝖜 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝕭𝖔𝖓𝖊 ꜱᴇᴀꜱᴏɴ 1 ʀᴇᴡᴀᴛᴄʜ #52

𝕾𝖍𝖆𝖉𝖔𝖜 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝕭𝖔𝖓𝖊 ꜱᴇᴀꜱᴏɴ 1 ʀᴇᴡᴀᴛᴄʜ #52 ↳𝟷.𝟶𝟹: 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍

Kanej week day 1 - mythology

Here’s a WIP/extract bc this fic isn’t even close to being finished but I wanted to put something up for the start of kanej week and I’m always a slut for a soulmates au. Hope you enjoy :)

Every time he took his gloves off, Kaz became more and more grateful for them. Once, when he was alone, at least, he'd been able to take them off in peace. Now, it was always a reminder of something he couldn't escape: Inej Ghafa was his soulmate.

It wasn't a new development–his tattoo had started growing that fateful day in the Menagerie, prompting him to look around and spot her. Since then, he'd gotten used to Inej watching him and the accompanying itch of his tattoo growing. She did it a lot–the tattoo had now taken over one of his arms and was slowly spreading across his back and chest.

But just because Inej was his soulmate didn't mean he was hers. So he kept the glove on at all times, even when he was alone in his room. He couldn't bear to look at his hand, eternally blackened with inked vines.

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Inej wanted so badly to believe in soulmates. Her parents had been–the golden lines of their tattoos snaking down their arms when she was born and only growing as she did. Her father's hands, last she remembered them, were covered in tightly packed curls, shining golden in the sunlight.

Inej's tattoo was black. Vines that tangled around her legs, winding their way up her stomach. But they grew slowly–Kaz rarely looked at her.

It was for this reason that she didn't tell anyone about her tattoo, not even Kaz. She wasn't going to kid herself that he was in love with her and she wouldn't settle for it just because the universe told her to.

She would find love for herself, if she ever found it. So many things in her life had been out of control but this? This would be her choice.