Disclaimer! AN: Hey, just a quick thing to say, I haven't seen much of Soul Eater, so if anyone is OOC, sorry. :)
Kid's POV:
Soul's legs were wrapped around my waist and his head rested on my shoulder. A soft smile played on his lips (which, not many people may know, are actually perfectly symmetrical...) as I squeaked at the horror movie we're watching.
I think it's called the Orphan. The little girl scares me...yes, I know how odd it is that THAT scares me. As she lit a match, throwing it on the ground, I lifted Soul's arm in front of my eyes. Urgh, arson. I could feel Soul smiling at my dumb fears. "Scared, Kiddo-Kun?" He asked, kissing my cheek. "Yeah." I muttered, turning my head to meet his lips. His tongue teased me, running along my lips.
"Uhhhh..Soul, What are you doing to my son?" A familiar voice asked. Shit.. Soul and I turned, our faces flushing.
"Oh, hi Lord Death..." Soul said, face red as a tomato.
"Take it any further, I will chop your-" "DAD!" I yelled before he could continue. My father shrugged at me, waved a finger at Soul, and disappeared from my mirror.
"I should really get rid of that..." I said, smirking. "I HEARD THAT!" ...urgh, Dad...
AN: I hope you liked it :) Plz Rivew. This was written at 3 am, so it might not be my best. sorry. :)