Alright it feels like i havent been here in foreve! seriously though, i havent updated any of my stuff. well heres me trying to give writing a try again. tell me what you think!
disclaimer: i do not own soul eater
Warmth. That was the first thing that crossed my fuzzy brain as I started to wake up. Then the nausea kicked in. I shot out of bed (later did I realize out of kids arms) and ran to the bathroom. I hurriedly open the lid to the toilet and let all of the contents out of my stomach. Not even a minute passed by before I felt my hair get pulled out of my face and a soothing hand rubbing small circles on my back. After there was nothing left in my stomach, I slowly slouched into kids embrace. "Liz, are you alright?" I wanted to reply back with a sarcastic comment, asking if I looked alright to him. But in the end I didn't have it in me.
Instead, swallowing thickly to try to get rid of the putrid taste in my mouth, I weakly muttered out a no. He help me stand up, balancing me when I stumbled, and walked me over to the sink. He grabbed my toothbrush and put some toothpaste on it, then handed it to me. I started to brush my teeth, feeling much better than I did moments before. Kid set the mouthwash down next to the sink. Our eyes met in the reflection of the mirror as he softly spoke, "Do you still want to go over Maka's place? I can call them right now, I'm sure they would understand."
I shook my head lightly, "No it's ok, I know Patti was looking forward to challenging Blackstar in an arm wrestling match... But... How much time do we have until we have to be there?" Kid paused, taking a couple steps out of the bathroom to look at the clock in his room. "Well Maka said to be there at 1 and it's only 9 now so you have 4 hours until you need to be." Hm alright that gives me about 2 hours to rest and then I got to get up and do my hair and makeup. Maybe I won't do my makeup today and I can rest for 3 hours.
"Hey kid," He tilted his head slightly, responding to me without using words, "I think I'm going to go lay down for a bit longer, wake me up in about 2 hours." A new wave of nausea washed over me and I gripped my stomach, hoping that I wasn't about to throw up again. Kid grabbed my shoulders, as if to steady me, and waited until I was ok again. I took a shaky step towards the door. Then, kid being kid, picked me up bridal style. "Here, you can still sleep in my bed, I don't want you to walk to the bathroom since your room doesn't have one attached to it." I could feel his worried gaze on me, his golden eyes boring into my head as he takes steady steps to the bed.
He set me down on his bed, right in the middle. I cracked a small smile cause even after all this time, he still obsesses with symmetry. My eyes lids started to drop as he tucked me in. He tucked a stand of hair behind my ear then his hand sliding down to cup my cheek. I nuzzled into his hand, my eyes fully closing. "Please don't leave," I whispered, afraid that speaking any louder would break this moment. There was a moment of silence before I felt him crawl into bed with me. Somewhere in my head I felt bad because he put me in the center because symmetry but then he lifted my shirt and started to rub circles on my stomach and I felt all my worries and nausea wash away. The last thing I felt before I fell asleep was him kissing my forehead.