(try to understand) he's a magic man

The concept of soulmates has been a running joke in the Bluth family. Gob was simply presumed to be alone forever, as though he was an oversight in the bureaucracy of soulmate assignments. But adding color to his vision would be the grandest illusion of all. Gob is certain he’s only seeing half the world, like a magic-eye puzzle that won’t come into focus. And it wouldn’t hurt to have someone who loves him unconditionally either.

Or: the Gob/Jim fic absolutely no one even thought to ask for.