Disclaimer : I do not own Soul Eater in any way. SE belongs to its owner, Atsushi Ōkubo.

Sooo it's my first Soul Eater fic~~ I just happened to fell so hard for this lovely manga and this pairing so yeah, I present to you, this new drabbles series. Please do review, ne? Enjoy!


~Bed~

Sunlight dappled through the curtains and made its way inside the room, softly touching the pale face of a woman. Her eyes slowly opened at the heat she felt, revealing bright but glazed emerald eyes. Blinking a few more times, she regained her conscious and turned to look at the one beside her. A half naked Soul 'Eater' Evans was sleeping like a log with a completely defenseless expression unlike usual. He loves sleeping topless for no reason too. Well Maka did enjoy the sight of his well-built body so there is no need to complain.

She stifled a yawn before sitting up as silently as she could. Her eyes were a little red from staying up to read again. Shifting her body to the side of the bed, she ran her fingers through her long dirty blonde hair, trying to make some locks untangle. Her bare foot landed on the ground and she almost stood up. Almost.

Before she could muster up strength to stand on her feet, an arm wrapped itself around her waist and she was pulled backwards by a strong force. Annoyed by the fact that she was now back on the bed after all her efforts to get out of it, she shot a half glare at him.

"Mornin'," His voice was raspy, laced with laziness. "...Stay a lil' longer." With one arm around her waist, he rested his head on her shoulders and nuzzles close to her.

Maka pushed his head away and let out a small sigh before answering, "Morning, Soul, but no," She reached for his arm on her waist and tugged. "I need to meet Shinigami-sama in an hour so—"

"Screw Shinigami-sama," Soul continued on nuzzling closer to her. "C'mon, Maka stay." His arms didn't even shift while he whined. "It's a Sunday morning."

"Oh, Soul, grow up a little," She started struggling, wriggling out of his grasp but to no avail. Guess she needed to talk this out. "I'd love to sleep in but not today, Soul."

He stayed silent but lifted his head from her shoulder, yet, his grip did not loosen. She sighed and was looking around for something book-like to use for Maka-chop. Before she did, Maka found him running his fingers through her hair, a gesture he had rarely done. Gentle and caring. She blushed a little and stopped struggling. Staying as still as a doll, her heart started beating a little faster. Maybe not just a little.

Soon, Soul put down her hair and went back to resting his head on her shoulder. He suck in a deep breath of her sweet scent, "Mhmm, you smell nice." He said ignorantly, not knowing his husky voice was in fact in a whispering tone and her ear was right beside his lips.

His breathe, his voice, his touches.

She flushed red.

"Screw it all," She mumbled.

"Hmm? What did you s-" Soul was cut off by Maka who pushed him back down.

"Heh," He grinned and sharp teeth showed, "You gave in, huh?"

"Yeah." She said as she hugged him tight and snuggled towards him. "Too tempting."

"Both you and the bed." She added.

Soul's victorious grin did not falter as he patted her back and they both went back to sleep with an additional warmth they acquired.

"No matter what happens later, it's your fault, Soul."

"Mhmm."


Thanks for reading!

-Kazue