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Sunshine In The Mountains

Character/Pairing: Mirio/Reader

Summary/Prompt: Soulmates are linked through telepathy

Word Count: 1.5k

Warnings: None

Requested By: @hazelmoonchild

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‘Have a good day, sunshine!’

It was your bright inner alarm, nearly every morning at 7am. A gentle but giddy voice would guide you into your morning routine with a bit of variation every now and again, but always with the sunshine. Those were the best mornings.

‘Hope you slept well, sunshine!’

‘Take good care today, sunshine!’

‘Go out there and do your best, sunshine!’

It was almost unnerving, how he managed to not only remember to talk to you but kept the consistent upbeat tone.

You couldn’t exactly pin down the right words to describe his voice. It was airy in the way a tuff of white dandelion fluff floats through the air, carried by a soft wind; but grounding and solid at the same time.

Describing the voice was hard mostly because of how muffled and distorted he sounded, as if he was speaking to you through a gramophone or an old payphone with a rusty connection.

It was your favourite sound, although you didn’t get to hear it often.

He came and went, sometimes there for hours, sometimes cutting off mid-sentence. With no consistency to his intrusions into your head, you learnt to cherish the times you could talk with him.

You were six years old when you first met him

Summer was kicking in with sweltering heat that year, the kind that baited you outside just to suck the energy right out of you, which is exactly why you were finding solstice underneath a gnarled, towering oak tree.

‘It’s too hot!’

You startled, dropping the toys you were fiddling with and twisted your head left and right to find the voice. The only other kids were busy playing down by a stream, bubbling laughter only barely reach you. There was no one.

‘That was weird.’ You thought passively to yourself, getting comfortable under the tree again and fixing your toys.

‘What was weird?’

Once again you startled, yet still finding yourself alone.

“Hello? Who’s that?” There was a tremble to your voice. Home was only across the path a small woodland path and just down the street, but you were still small and young, with enough knowledge of stranger danger to realise there was something to fear.

Once again, silence reigned. Even when you circled the tree, no one was near.

‘Hey, what was weird? Also, who are you? Are you in my hea- Oh! Are you like an alien parasite from that one hero movie?!’

The voice was in your head, something your young brain was failing to comprehend.

‘Who are you? Can you get out please?!’

Despite the fear, you’d never forget your manners.

‘I’m Mirio! And sure thing, sorry!’

You waited with bated breath, waiting to hear any sign of the strange Mirio boy that was trapped inside of your head. It felt like ages but was only really a few minutes before you resigned yourself back to the safety of the tree.

‘Am I out of your head yet?’

This time you screamed out loud.

You were nine, maybe ten when the nickname started.

‘Hey, what’s 7 x 8?’

‘You need to start learning maths yourself!’

You’d never known it possible for someone to groan so much internally.

‘Ugh, I know!’ Mirio whined back. ‘Please?’

‘Don’t start sweet talking me now. Its 56.’

There was silence for a good while, before his excitable thoughts jumped back in.

‘Thank you so much, sunshine!’

‘Sunshine?’ Using nicknames wasn’t something he’d done before, always just using your name or calling you “friendly-head-alien-parasite”, this one catching you off guard, your stomach fluttering just a bit.

‘Yeah, sunshine! An old lady called me it today when I bought an ice-cream at the store, and I liked it, so now I’m using it too!’

From then out, he still wouldn’t leave your head, nor would he stop calling you sunshine, and you were glad of it.

Despite never meeting, you grew up together, sharing your moments of joy and venting about your deepest secrets with one another, feeling as though you were both extensions of the other rather than two different people.

You shared your addresses early on, realising you both lived on opposite sides of the country. However, neither of your parents would give in to your hopes of meeting the stranger in your head, both of your parents dismissing the voice as another imaginary friend.

Maybe you both internalised that, at some point unconsciously believing the person on the other end wasn’t a real person that breathed, lived and walked out to the same sun.

Not that it mattered, even at the age of eighteen you were both unmoving fixtures in each other’s lives, a near constant presence regardless of where you went.

Today you found yourself at a national park, in another sweltering summer with the sun eating at your neck but not managing to dent your determination to conquer the winding trails.

The trip was sporadic, you found yourself with a lot of spare time to fill and not much to do, so travelling a few hours to the famous park with its beautiful fauna and amazing views of the forests was an obvious choice.

‘You should see the view’s here Mirio, its breath taking!’

Mirio hadn’t been responding that day, which wasn’t entirely uncommon, but the silence always made you feel a little more alone.

Waiting for a response was useless, so you set off towards the mountain peaks and gravel trails lined with wildflowers and teeming with odd critters.

‘Beautiful day today, sunshine! The sun out here is awesome!’

The rush of butterflies in your stomach every time you his voice came back was something you’d near get used to, but you were grateful for.

‘Yea, I know! It’s gorgeous over here too, great day for the outdoors.’

Continuing on the upward path, you hoped this wouldn’t be another of the days where only one line got through followed by radio silence for the rest of the day.

‘Oh, you’re outside too? Awesome! I’m out for a walk in this beautiful forest-y place, the air is so fresh too.’

You halted your next step as you finished listening to Mirio’s voice. It sounded different, not sounding like the same crispy lilt you were used to. Maybe you were a bit exhausted from the sun, your brain dehydrated from all the constant over-bearing heat of the day.

‘Me too’ You thought back, chugging back some cold water and marching onwards. ‘It’s killing my legs though, more of an upward trek than I realised.’

‘It’ll be worth it for the view; plus think of all the extra exercise you’re getting in!’

No, there was definetely something different. His voice wasn’t the same. It was like it had almost cleared, become less distorted. Like he was standing next to you and holding conversation, not on the other side of the country.

It was almost like you were back under the tree as you looked around while you walked. You never expected to spot him amongst the trees or behind you on the trail, but you couldn’t restrain the urge to check.

“Oof!”

Suddenly you were on your back, staring up at a cloudless sky, grit and stones jutting against your skin as you struggled back up. You had bumped into something hard, headfirst.

Whatever you had bumped into seemingly suffered a fall too as it stirred from ahead of you, dusting off its shorts and standing up.

“Oh jeez! Sorry about that, totally blanked there for a second and didn’t even see you there! Are you alright?”

Crystal clear. No echo, no fading, no cutting out. His voice was right there, now you could finally see the source when you turned your head.

There was no line from where the tuffs of gold on his head ended and the sun began, it framed him from behind like a halo, shading his angular jaw and allowing his eyes to glint with the smile curled under his adorable nose.

‘Mirio?’

You couldn’t say the name outloud, could barely open your mouth to gasp.

As soon as the thought was out your head, the blonde’s eyes widened and searched your face.

“Y/N?”

It was him. Standing in front of you, breathing, sweat glistening, you could even feel the heat oozing from the palm outstretched in front of you.

“You’re real?”

It was unfathomable that there was a body to the voice, a face and a smile that framed it but there he stood.

You reached out and let your fingertips glide across his palm, his fingers gently tickling your wrist in return. His hand was big, calloused and held a soft sort of endearing warmth.

Suddenly he pulled his hand back slightly and wound his fingers through yours, then jerked you from the ground and into his arms. You hadn’t noticed how muscular his arms were until you were embraced by them and snuggling into the hard muscle you had planted your face into moments ago.

“Nice to finally meet you, sunshine.”

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Notes: This one wasn’t too specific on the soulmate bit but I tried to keep the soulmate theme lowkey, otherwise everyone would’ve been able to find their soulmates and there’d be no real oomft to the plot. Hope you enjoy it!

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