The initial with the letter 'E' was tattooed on your arm, your mind immediately thinking of the first person you knew with the initial, or more like the only person. Eobard, Eobard Thawne was the one who was your soulmate and said male recognized your initial on his arm, a smirk creeping up on his lips. Funny how he know so much about you, yet in your case, who the actual hell was this guy and why are you here?

Eobard knew it was logical why it could be you who was his soulmate, of course it'd be you, it's always been you. "So," Eobard spoke softly, circling around you before stopping behind you. The smirk on his face never left, like it has been a part of his face, like he's always looked at you this menacingly.

"You're my soulmate after all?"

It's weird, because he had you tied up in his house and last time you checked, soulmates don't do this. Perhaps he's been taken notes from Hades, everyone knows the tale between Hades and Persephone, everyone knows what the God of the underworld did to the daughter of Demeter. Perhaps this was a very odd scenario in his head inspired by the mythology, could be, honestly.

You were something he loved from afar, like Hades did with Persephone.

How could this be?

You rarely even know him, you don't know him at all. How is it possible that out of all people, it had to be the opposite of Bart Allen? Eobard could tell just by looking at you, that you were in discomfort of the thought of him being your soulmate, which amused him.

It's not like he cared, Eobard Thawne doesn't care about that, not one bit. What he does care about, though, cares about a lot...

Is that you're his now.