Asymmetrical Mess
"Wake up Kid." Light soft kisses trailed down from Kid's forehead to his lips. Opening his golden eyes, kid found himself looking into the blood red eyes of his lover Soul.
"Morning Soul, are you going to let me up or are we spending the day in bed?" Looking down on Kid, Soul grinned, his shark like teeth showing.
"I guess; I'll let you up though, I got to say I like you pinned underneath me like this." Kid wondered briefly if Soul was going to try anything. But Soul got up to get dressed before Kid could ask.
Kid looked with wonder at Soul just like he did everyday he woke up next to him. The fact that he and Soul had fallen for each other never ceased to amaze him.
He and Soul were so different. Kid needed symmetry; he lived and even breathed symmetry. Soul however was the exact opposite. Soul was the most asymmetrical person Kid knew next to Blackstar, with his badly cut hair and skewed shark grin. But yet Kid with his perfectly symmetrical cut hair and his perfect symmetrical outfits had fallen for Soul. Soul seemed to live for disorder sometimes with the way he dressed and the way he acted. it didn't help he was terrible at cleaning up either. But yet Kid needed and loved Soul like a drug, maybe even more than he loved and needed symmetry. If he had the choice between a Soul who was symmetrical and the Soul he had now. He would take Soul, the real Soul as he is, every single time.
Grinning Kid walked up behind Soul who was sitting in front of the mirror trying to brush his bed head hair. Kid wrapped his arms around Soul and kissing his head his whispered "you're my asymmetrical mess you know that, right?" Soul leaned back into Kid and warping his arms around kid's neck he said "yeah you're my symmetry freak lover too."
A symmetry freak and an asymmetrical mess falling in love with each other, who knew?