This was stuck in my head for some time now and I really don't know where the inspiration came from. I just like to imagine that Soul tries to act cool when he's awake, but then he does all sorts of weird things when he's asleep. XD
Disclaimer: I don't own Soul Eater.
Nom Nom Nom
The alarm clock rang.
Maka bolted upright like a machine. Her thoughts whirred through her schedule, mapping out what she had to do and in what order.
Step 1. Get dressed.
She took off her pajamas, taking great care in folding them neatly and placing them in her wardrobe. Then she picked out her outfit and put it on in a flash.
Step 2. Make the bed.
She flapped the bedsheets a couple times to carefully lay them neatly on the bed.
Step 3. Wake up Soul so he can cook breakfast.
Maka marched to her partner's room, grabbing a book along the way.
"Soul! Get up!" Maka called, knocking on her weapon's door.
No response.
Like always.
Maka swung open the door and headed towards her partner, book poised and ready.
"Maka..."
She stopped when she took a look at her partner's sleeping form. It wasn't anything that she'd expect. Soul was curled up on the bed with his arms wrapped around his pillow, breathing lightly. The sight of her sarcastic, lazy, and uncaring partner who wouldn't do anything he considered 'uncool,' hugging a pillow, sound asleep, almost made Maka giggle.
I didn't know Soul liked to snuggle.
For a brief moment, a longing of herself there in place of the pillow flashed across Maka's mind. She quickly shook it away.
What am I thinking? He's just my weapon! And he'd never go for a girl like me anyways!
Time to stop fantasizing about things that would never happen and wake him up. Maka brought her book above his head and prepared to attack.
"Maka..."
"Eh?"
Maka froze.
Did I hear what I think I heard?
"Maka..." Soul murmured again, still unconscious. As he said her name, he pulled the pillow closer to his chest. Maka lowered the book, confused.
Did he just...?
Was he dreaming about her? Did that explain why he was holding the pillow so tightly? The very thought made her blush.
No... it can't be. He just thinks of me as a friend!
She didn't want to get her hopes up. But then Soul pressed his face closer to the pillow, still sound asleep, and murmured her name. It made her heart flutter.
Maybe he really is dreaming about me.
Did Soul like her? The way she liked him? Maka smiled at her weapon. Maybe he did. Of course, he'd never admit it because it's totally uncool to like a girl with no sex appeal, but when he was sound asleep, his true feelings might spill out.
Maka considered letting him sleep longer when, to her horror, he began gnawing on the pillow.
Okay time to wake him up.
"Maka Chop!"
The scythe groaned sleepily and rolled over, squinting his eyes.
"Get up, Soul!" Maka shouted, and then stormed out.
Soul blinked groggily as the door slammed shut.
She seemed angrier than usual that morning. He wondered what happened.
And finis. XD
So yeah, I was just thinking that if they ever slept together, Soul might unconsciously nom Maka. Just a random side to him that we never get to see. XD I ended up drawing a picture, which sparked imagination for this story. It can be found on deviantArt. Just put this at the end of the URL:
/art/Nom-Nom-Nom-385634019