A/N: It starts of with a lot of Niff but there's more Klaine and Huntbastian in the next few chapters. Based off this gifset: gleeddicted . tumblr post / 41196121199 / klaine-soulmate-au-they-dont-know-each-other

"That was such a great gig guys, you were all amazing." Blaine always encouraged his band mates after shows, always making sure they felt as important as he knew they were. As the lead singer and main songwriter of The Warblers, Blaine gained most of the attention from the band's fans.

"Only because we were playing your amazing songs," Sebastian smirked.

"Maybe a bit of both?" Blaine offered. Sebastian laughed and nodded in agreement. "Time for the meet and greet, you guys ready to get mobbed by over-excited teenage girls?"

"I think I might skip tonight's," Jeff said. "I'm feeling kind of tired and not really in the mood."

"Aww, okay man. You just going to head home now then?" Blaine surveyed his friend concernedly.

"Yeah, have fun and tell them sorry from me."

"Will do," Blaine clapped him on the shoulder before disappearing out to the crowd of fans, Sebastian, their manager Wes, and drummer Thad following behind him.

Jeff sighed and leaned back against the wall; he was exhausted, not just from playing shows every other night for the past fortnight, but also from the growing fear that he would never meet the man with the name on his wrist. He knew he was out there, occasionally he would feel bursts of joy or sadness that didn't belong to him and he was reminded that he was out there waiting for him. Jeff glanced down at the small black writing that had been on his right wrist since his thirteenth birthday. Some people – like Blaine and Sebastian – kept their names covered with bracelets or cuffs, but Jeff didn't. He wasn't ashamed that the name on his wrist was that of a boy, and he was going to do whatever he could to meet that person.

He understood why some people kept theirs covered – it was no one else's business who their soulmate was and they didn't know about who it was until they met – but Jeff had never covered his, just in case Nick Duval somehow came across him.

But he had turned 23 three months ago to the day, marking 10 years since the name first appeared on his wrist. Of course he had done some internet research over the years to find out who it might have been, but he hadn't found anything useful. He would be lying if he said he thought he would meet his soulmate any time soon, and when he dwelled on that thought it drained him. He would wait a million years to meet Nick Duval, he just hoped he wouldn't have to. If he thought too long about the man he was destined to be with, he would become tired and cranky – something that had happened during the show that night.

He took a taxi back to the three-bedroom flat he shared with Blaine and Sebastian, quickly changed and flopped down onto the bed, falling asleep surprisingly quickly.

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Nick was excited when Trent had been able to get them both tickets to see The Warblers (with the exceptionally hot Blaine Anderson as their lead singer) perform live, they were both big fans of their music. All through the concert Nick couldn't keep his eyes off the blonde bass player. He thought it a bit odd – sure, he had crushed on some guys before but this seemed stronger than that. The bass player was tall with blonde hair that fell slightly into his eyes. He seemed focused and withdrawn, and tired in more ways than one. Nick wasn't sure why, but he wanted to comfort the attractive musician and make him feel better, and he seemed to feel some of the exhaustion the bassist was feeling.

After the performance Nick and Trent stuck around for the meet and greet with the band, both of them hoping to get their programs signed. Blaine was seated at a table and the other members of the band were beside him – except for the bass player. Nick wondered where he was – did it have something to do with the way he looked on stage?

When they reached the table, they got their photos and autographs with huge grins on their faces. When Nick reached out to collect his program back from Blaine, the performer gasped, his eyes growing wide and his mouth falling open into an almost disbelieving grin.

Nick looked down to see what Blaine was staring at and only saw his wrist with the same writing that had been there since his thirteenth birthday. He had never bothered with covering it up, preferring to have it displayed in case Jeff Sterling somehow saw it.

Blaine grabbed him around the wrist, just below the writing and tapped the boy beside him (who Nick recognised as The Warblers' guitarist) to get his attention. The guitarist's expression mirrored Blaine's when he looked at Nick's wrist.

"Am I missing something here?" he asked, eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"Is your name Nick Duval?" Blaine asked.

"Yeah, how did you–"

"Do you want to meet your Jeff Sterling?" the guitarist asked.

"You know him?" Nick's eyes grew wide with hope.

"He's our bass player, he went home early – said he was feeling tired or something – but you have to meet him," the guitarist explained.

"What's going on, why are you holding up the queue?" Another man around their age – this one looked of Asian descent – came over to the table.

Blaine simply showed the new man Nick's wrist and his face transformed from serious to joyful. "So who's taking him to meet Jeff? Sebastian, you should take him."

The guitarist next to Blaine – Sebastian, it seemed his name was – nodded. "We haven't got long left here, he can come home with us. Jeff's probably already asleep, he looked wrecked."

"Do you mind waiting around a bit longer?" Blaine asked. "Otherwise we can try to get him to meet you tomorrow–"

"No, I don't mind waiting," Nick said, grinning. He was finally going to meet his soulmate, the mysterious Jeff Sterling who he had dreamt about meeting for the past 10 and half years. He knew what he looked like now, and he felt incredibly lucky to have gotten such an attractive soulmate.

"What was all of that about?" Trent asked him.

"You remember their blonde bass player?" Trent nodded. "His name's Jeff Sterling. And he has Nick Duval written on his wrist."

Trent's face split into an enormous grin. "That's fantastic! When are you going to see him?"

"They said if I wait around here until they're done I can see him tonight."

"I'm so happy for you, Nick," Trent smiled. Trent had met his soulmate when they were in high school and Nick had envied him slightly for the ease of their relationship.

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It felt like he had only just drifted off when Jeff was being woken by footsteps running to his room and banging on his bedroom door. He had expected Blaine and Sebastian to be almost as tired as he was and thus they would just go quietly to bed without disturbing him. It seemed this was not the case.

Jeff ran a hand through his hair and got up to see what all the commotion was about. Sebastian finally stopped banging on his door when he opened it. His taller housemate was leaning on the doorjamb with his customary meerkat smirk, and Jeff could see Blaine was in the living room.

"We have a surprise for you in the living room," Sebastian grinned.

"If another fan gave Blaine a stripper I'm going back to bed," Jeff yawned.

"Do I look like a stripper?" Jeff had never heard that voice before and yet it seemed like the most familiar sound. He took fast steps getting to the living room to see who that voice belonged to – but of course he knew who it was. It was Nick Duval, the man he'd been waiting for the past 10 years.

He didn't know who initiated it but the next thing he knew Jeff was in Nick's arms, their lips pressed together. Everything felt perfect and there was an overwhelming sense of finally.

When Jeff was capable of noticing anything other than Nick, he heard Sebastian give a low whistle and Blaine laugh appreciatively. He stepped back slightly, drinking in the sight of his soulmate.

"Well my work here is done," Sebastian smirked.

"Don't forget we've got another show tomorrow night," Blaine reminded Jeff. "We sold out Irving Plaza."

"How could I forget?"

"Well, you might be a little distracted…"

Sebastian and Blaine bid the newly connected soulmates goodnight and they found themselves alone in the living room. They sat down onto the couch and continued staring at each other.

"Can I– can I see your wrist?" Jeff asked. Nick held out his right wrist and Jeff's smile grew wider as he saw his own name on the other boy's wrist. "Wow, I was starting to think this would never happen."

"I guess it nearly didn't. If Blaine hadn't seen my wrist, I would have just gone home." Jeff looked slightly dejected at the thought so Nick continued. "But it did happen and that's all that matters."

"Yeah," Jeff nodded, smiling again.

"I couldn't keep my eyes off you all during the concert tonight, I didn't know why," Nick admitted.

"I'd love to say the same but the stage lights are insanely bright and I couldn't see anything," Jeff laughed.

"This is all so surreal," Nick said. "I feel like I've known you forever but we just met."

"It's insane," Jeff nodded.

"Now I know who all those phantom feelings I used to get came from," Nick mused.

"That was always the weirdest part, feeling excited or miserable for no reason, I'm sorry if I felt too miserable too often or anything."

"It's okay," Nick smiled reassuringly.

Their knees were touching as they sat beside each other, and both were surprised at how comforting it felt to have that small amount of contact.

Jeff glanced at the clock hanging on the wall and frowned at it. "Are you going to stay the night here? I should get to sleep soon for the show tomorrow night."

"No, I should probably go home and tell Trent all about this, he'll be channelling his inner teenage girl over all of this," he laughed.

"Can I have your number?" Jeff stood up to fetch his phone from his room. "We should meet up again tomorrow."

"Absolutely," Nick nodded, entering his number into Jeff's phone and passing the other boy his own.

After a parting kiss and hug goodbye, Nick left and Jeff returned to his bed. Jeff could barely believe what had happened that night and made a mental note to thank Blaine and Sebastian for bringing his soulmate home with them. They hadn't spent long together but from what he could tell, Nick was perfect. He was more attractive than he could have hoped for and he felt right. Jeff was looking forward to spending the rest of his life with this man.

OoOoOoO

When Jeff woke up the next morning he wasn't alone in his bed. He could feel bodies either side of him and when he slowly blinked his eyes open he saw both of his housemates lying beside him.

"Why are you in my bed?" he mumbled groggily.

"How did it go last night, was he the man of your dreams?" Blaine asked, his puppy dog eyes large with excitement.

"Mhmm, 'twas great," Jeff rolled over, now facing Sebastian.

"We snooped through your phone and saw that you have his number, are you inviting him to the show tonight?" Sebastian asked.

"Aren't we sold out?"

"There's always ways around that," Blaine waved his worry away.

"Why are you in my bed?" Jeff repeated, running a hand through his hair.

"We couldn't wait for you to wake up to interrogate you," Sebastian grinned.

"Of course," Jeff rolled his eyes. With an almighty push he knocked Sebastian off the side of his bed and stood up, eyes searching the room for some clean clothes.

"So, when are you seeing him next?" Blaine asked.

"We said we'd meet up again today," Jeff said, pulling on some clean jeans.

Sebastian stood up, brushing himself off, and threw a shirt to the tall blonde boy. "Wear this, it'll make your eyes stand out."

"Thanks," Jeff smiled, pulling it on. "Is this one of the ones from Kurt Hummel's new collection?"

"Yeah, I think so." Neither boy noticed Blaine's strange expression when the name of the designer came up.

Jeff's phone buzzed and he quickly snatched it up before his housemates could get to it. It was a text from Nick inviting him to coffee. He sent back an affirmative reply before turning back to the boys on his bed.

"We're meeting for coffee in the city and I am not telling you where, so don't even ask."

"Just as long as you're back by sound check," Blaine shrugged, getting up and disappearing into his own room, most likely to practise for the show that night – Blaine was nothing if not dedicated.

"Just tell us if you want to place to yourself tonight, we can crash at Wes' or something," Sebastian said with a smirk.

"Unlikely but alright," Jeff laughed. "Now get out, go make me breakfast."

"I'm not making you breakfast, get your soul mate to do it."

"Ugh, you suck," Jeff groaned.

"Well…"

"Get out," Jeff threw a pillow at Sebastian's retreating figure and sat down on the edge of his bed, spinning his phone excitedly in his hands.

OoOoOoO

Nick arrived at the coffee shop early, getting a good table and ordering his own coffee first. A few minutes later Jeff appeared at the door, his face splitting into a grin when he spotted Nick.

It had only been one night since they parted, yet Nick found himself missing Jeff – their coffee date couldn't come soon enough. When he told Trent that morning that he was missing Jeff, he said that it was completely normal, that he had felt the same when he first met his soulmate.

Jeff waved at him enthusiastically and queued up to get his coffee. Nick watched him as he stood in the line, his hands shoved into his well-fitting jeans. If you had told him this time yesterday that his soulmate would turn out to be the bass player for the biggest up-and-coming band, he wouldn't have believed it, yet here he was.

"Hey," Jeff grinned, sitting down opposite Nick.

"Hi," Nick smiled up at him. There was definitely a height difference between the two – Jeff was taller, but not by too much.

"I have to be at sound check at 3, but I'm all yours until then," Jeff said, taking a sip of his coffee.

"Awesome," Nick grinned. "Now, there's one thing I have to ask, and if you say no then I don't know how this relationship will work."

"Ask away."

"Are you a fan of Harry Potter?"

"Of course I am," Jeff smiled. "I'm glad you asked. Favourite book?"

"Number three, definitely," Nick answered. "Yours?"

"Six. Which also happens to be how many times I saw the last movie in the cinemas."

"I saw it three times, I wish I'd gone more though."

"We'll have to have a marathon together soon then," Jeff proposed.

"Or just watch three, six and the last one," Nick shrugged and Jeff nodded in agreement.

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"Pick up, Jeff, damnit!" Blaine shouted into his voicemail, glancing at his watch. "I get that you're excited you found your soulmate but you're half an hour late and we need you here. So please just get here already."

"Blaine, calm down, dude," Thad tried to calm the musician.

"I am calm!" Thad gave him a pointed look and they both burst into laughter. "Fine. I'm not mad at him, Nick seems really awesome and I'm happy for them but we still have this show tonight and we sold out so we need to be perfect."

"And we will be, how can we be anything less than that with you as our leading man?"

Blaine rolled his eyes at the drummer. "Where did Sebastian go?"

"Bathroom I think," Thad answered. "But he took one of the AV guys so I don't think we'll be seeing him for a little while."

"Some people save all of that for when they meet their soulmate," Blaine sighed. "And then there's Sebastian..."

"He'll be fine as long as we get him checked out every few weeks."

"Or days," Blaine laughed.

Thad wandered off to find some more water and Blaine sat down at the edge of the stage, his legs dangling over. Performing was Blaine's favourite thing to do – the bigger the crowd, the better. He had always wondered if he might meet his soulmate, the man whose name had been on his wrist since he was 13, at a show. He often wondered whether one of the voices screaming out his name belonged to Kurt Hummel. Recently, he was starting to think that the famous fashion designer was his Kurt Hummel, which made the possibility of meeting him at a show a lot slimmer. He would never rule it out, though, especially after last night.

Blaine fiddled with the thick wristband he wore to cover up the name he hadn't shown anyone, not even his parents. He had kept his wrist hidden since his thirteenth birthday and planned on keeping it that way. He knew some people were fine with having it always exposed –Jeff and Nick were the perfect examples – but Blaine felt like the name of his soulmate was his own business.

"I'm so sorry I'm late," Jeff interrupted Blaine's musing with his apologies. "We had coffee and then we ended up staying for lunch, and then we went back to his place and I met his friend Trent and my phone was on silent so I didn't get any of your messages and I just lost track of time."

"It's okay, I get it," Blaine stood up and smiled at his bass player. "But now that you're here I need to find everyone else."

"Where are they?"

"I think Thad went to find water and Sebastian disappeared 20 minutes ago with an AV guy," Blaine said, slightly tiredly. "Just start getting set up while I find them?"

Jeff nodded and Blaine went backstage to find the rest of his band.