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redheadspark · 1 year

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Soulmate prompts

4. Platonic soulmates that are different types of soulmates, some are platonic, some are romantic, some are familial. With Shang-Chi

A/N - AWWW I love this for Shang Chi! Thanks for requesting this, bestie!!

Musketeers

Summary - Your love for Shang Chi was different, yet it was what you two always wanted.

Warnings - Just some fluff

Your phone went off, you answering it without looking away from the screen and the speaker was activated.

“Hey you, thought you would call around this time,”

“You make it seem as if I do this all the time,” You heard on the other line. You giggled.

“At this time, on a Friday? Oh yeah, you’re pretty predictable,”

“How dare you!” Shang Chi said in a mocked gasp. You laughed, tapping away at your laptop.

If there was one thing you loved about your friendship with Shang- Chi, it was anything but predictable.

You met him as Sean back in high school, when he was a new student in your Social Studies class and beyond shy. Seeing him quickly walk to his spot in the back corner of the room, looking like a deer in headlights with no friends around him, you did feel a little bad. Thankfully, your friend Katy came in the clutch and became his friend within an instant after stopping some bullies from pounding him. She then introduced you two at lunch the next day, literally yanking him by the jacket sleeve and shoving him down in the chair.

“This is Sean! Had to save his ass from those jock bullies who were about to shove in the garbage cans.” Katy explained to you, gesturing to Sean who was locking eyes at you with some shyness and maybe hint of fondness too. You were about to say something when Katy spoke again, “I’m gonna get us some sodas from the vending machine that’s broken!”

She walked off, not even looking back for a moment as it was just you and Sean. He shifted a bit in his chair, you giving him a reassuring smile as he gestured as Katy who was still walking away.

“Sorry about her,” You explained, “She can be a bit….bold at times,”

“I don’t mind,” He replied, his voice calm and yet almost determined as you held out your hand to him.

“I’m Y/N. Nice to meet you!” You said to him. Sean almost look taken aback from the gesture, yet he reached out his own hand and shook yours. Just the feeling of his hands being rough, the callouses along his palm and his fingers were enough to have your mind run with questions. Why would his hands be like this since he was a teenager like you? Did he have some kind of hobby that would be rough on his hands?

What did he do in his past?

“Nice to meet you too,” He replied, sounds sure of himself as you both smiled at one another.

You three were the Three Musketeers throughout your whole time in high school and beyond that. Sean molded in with your friendship with Katy and you both took him under your wings. Katy loved showing him around San Francisco, letting him with all the food secrets and places to sight see, you never minded tagging along and being amused with how Sean was drinking it all in. Neither you or Katy cared about his past too much, he never mentioned a whole lot of it any who. It wasn’t your problem or burden to bare, but you did have him over for dinner every once in awhile with your mom and brother. Although he was nice and kind, he would skim around the questions about his family and why he was not with his parents and staying with a relative.

You wanted to know too, but you knew better than to question his life.

You three grew very close as you got older. You got a steady job, trying to save some money to get yourself into an apartment. Katy and Sean had jobs here and there though it was nothing permanent. You all would still go out together whoever you could, even going through college and getting your job. Summers were meant to going to the local beach with your toes in the sand and karaoke bars in the cooler nights. When it was too cold to go out and around the city, Katy and Sean would come to your apartment with pizza and ciders in hand, always brightening your stressful days from work. You loved having them around, meeting them at bars when you clocked out.

Sean was a great friend to you, almost like your soulmate but without the romance with it. It was a platonic level of love with him, something that felt safe and soothing for both of you. Especially with Sean, who you knew had some low moments and needed someone to lean on. Katy helped with him too at times, it was nice that you both were looking out for Sean. But of course, those smaller moments of Sean needing to cash on your couch or eat at your little apartment made you love him all the more.

Sean had some pride within himself, you knew that from the moment he walked into your life. He knew how to fend for himself when it came to survival, but you would still take care of him from time to time. Making sure he had some coffee ready in the morning and a plate of eggs ready on the countertop as you were hearing out the door, it would made his day.

You would get a text an hour later at work, always with Emojis and a heart.

He would take care of you too when you needed it, though you were just as stubborn as he was when it came to asking for help. Sean came in the clutch, getting you some warm soup and tea when you were sick and stuck in bed, taking you out to the karaoke bars when you had a bad breakup or had to deal with a nasty ex, and even was your wingman when the three fo you went out. One time there was a guy who was flirting with you, and unbeknownst to you as you and Katy went to the bathroom. Sean eyed the guy, then giving him a knowing look.

“Don’t break her heart, dude.”

“Why? You were boyfriend?”

“More like a platonic boyfriend. But I can make you hurt if you hurt her, got it?”

“You still ups or going out tonight?” You asked on the speaker as you were finishing up the last of your paperwork.

“Actually, I wanted to see if you were up to staying in at your place tonight,” He explained on the other end, you closing your laptop and picking up the phone, “I….I don’t feel like going out tonight. Is that okay?”

“Of course it is,” You answered, “Want me to call Katy and we can meet here?”

“I want come alone,” You paused, looking at your screen and hearing the small hurt in his tone. You cringed silently, feeling a bit bad that he was not himself that night. The last thing you would want to do was question him, give all that he went through last month and needing to go back to normalcy.

“You can come over when you’re ready. You have the key, okay?” You asked him on your end, “I have some wine and some left over Pizza from work, and we can watch one of those cheesy horror films you hate.”

He chuckled, though it sounded a bit forced, “Thanks. I’ll be there in five minutes.”

Up until a month ago, Sean always was a mystery to you when it came to his past. But on one random boring, he told you that he had to leave for his sister and his family. Of course you were thrown off, knowing knowing he had a younger sister and a family that was still alive and existing. But Sean looked rather perplexed when he came over to tell you, having you see the concern and hurt on his face and hear it in his voice. This was not like him, leaving in a moment tot go on the otherwise of the planet with no real motive behind it and or reason why.

He hugged you fiercely that mourning, almost like he was going to try and remember what your hug felt like if you two would never be together again. It scared you, knowing that Sean had a massive heart, a bit too tender to be broken by something in his past. But as he walked away, you had to stay still and only hope that he would come back to you and stay your friend for the rest of your life.

You did love him, but it was kind of love that seemed far deeper and stable than an romantic love.

Waiting for him and Katy to come back was torture, you two best friends and the ones you grew up with. You had no way in getting contact with them, there was no address to write to them or number to call. It wasn’t that you didn’t trust them in taking care of themselves, Katy was a bit too street wise for your liking when it came to getting out of dicey situations.

But still, you cared. Cared enough to know that they could be in danger. Care enough to know that they meant the world to you. Cared enough to wish to keep them safe.

Finally, after a couple of days, they both showed up at your doorstep late one night. You were about to go to bed, already in your pajamas and with your glasses on the bridge of your nose since you were reading one of your books when you heard the knock on the door. Seeing the pair of them, their faces mixed with both grief and sadness with almost some relief and peace made you go quiet for a moment. Shang Chi looked as if he has been through so munch in only a few days, and when you said his name, he pulled you into his arms. You hugged him tightly, almost feeling him sag in relief from holding his friend as Katy hugged you both as well.

The Three Musketeers back together again.

He told you everything, you hanging on his every word as Katy made you all some watered down tea. It was a lot to drink in: Being trained as a teenager as a assassin by his father then running away to America. His father trying to take over the world, his distant younger sister who resented him for not coming back for her, his Aunt that was living in secret with the same ancestors of his mother, monstrous beings and ancient animals. All of it seemed almost like a fairy tale, or a horror story. But seeing him unleash it all to you, including his real name of Shang Chi, you both felt honored and yet intimidated by it. But you could see it on his face once he was done telling you his tale, the shoulders sagging in relief

Katy and Shang Chi fell asleep at your house, both crashing on the couch as the last of the movie was being played. You moved to cover the both of them with your spare blankets, gettin Katy done first as she was curling up into a ball like a cat while snorting loudly. Shang Chi looked more relaxed, head on the armrest and the calmness was there on his face. As soon as you tucked your blanket up against his shoulders, he opened his eyes and looked up at you from his spot.

“I’m sorry,” Shang said sleepily, you kneeling down and looking at him in confusion.

“For what?” You asked.

“For making you worry,” he answered. You knew him far too well to know that he never wished for you to worry, even when it was him doing one of his side jobs and needing to deliver pizza during rush hour. Ever since you met him, you always looked out for him since he was far too good and had a good soul to have it tampered with. Now to hear him apologize for making you worry, you only leaned over and kissed the top of his head.

“I’m glad you’re safe, both you and Katy.” You replied, seeing him grin at you, “You get some sleep, and then you can tell me all about it in the morning, okay?”

He nodded, slipping his eyes shut as you got up and turned off some of the lights in the living room. The dark room was the right mood for them both to fall into a deep sleep. No matter how many questions you want to ask them both, you were perfectly fine that they were safe there in your apartment. Shang would tell you what happened in due time, when he was ready to.

But for now, you had peace knowing he was there. Your platonic soulmate.

The End.