"Kid, come on, calm down…"
The weapon sighed heavily, crimson orbs closing as a frown was prominent to his features, arms wrapped around the shaking Reaper's frame. He was trying his hardest to comfort the boy—Yet, he was also trying his hardest to not go and smack around the one's who caused his breakdown in the first place.
No one learned, did they?
Hoping for a reply from the boy all he received was some mumbling into his shoulder—Not being able to pick out any actual words from it. With another sigh Soul just rubbed his hand in circles in the middle of the Meister's back, head leaning against his own at his attempt to soothe.
"You know what they said isn't true—You're fine."
Finally lifting his head from the scythe's shoulder Kid sniffed, moving his hand up to wipe the tears away from his eyes, a long, almost irritated sigh passing—He felt pathetic for acting like this, especially around Soul…But he couldn't help it, even if people just deemed it as his compulsive issues, what they said still hurt—Even if he did appear to be overreacting.
Because that's just how he was—He couldn't just stop it all at once…
"But it is…Just look at me Soul—I'm nothing but scum."
"Stop that."
"But—"
"No."
Grimacing now Soul pulled back from the other, moving his hands from around his waist and placing one to each side of his shoulders instead, crimson hues borrowing into the golden ones before him.
"I said stop that, there's not going to be any 'buts' about it, Kid. You're fine—Better than fine, I can't explain it but it gets me well…Angry to hear you talk about yourself like that, no matter what someone mentioned about you."
His voice was now stern, yet still held compassion—Reassuring the boy before him that his words were true.
He wouldn't lie to Kid—No, he couldn't lie to him.
"Now come on, don't be so hard on yourself…Alright?"
He was only silent for a moment, the Reaper's expression masked with confusion—Though, it soon faded, the lightest of smiles tugging up at his lips, yellowed orbs softening.
"Alright…Thank you."
Returning the smile Soul nodded, placing a soft kiss against the Meister's forehead soon after, hands dropping as he gingerly took the other's within in his own.
"Come on, we're gonna be late for class."