"I'm tired."
"Then go to bed."
Maka sits on the opposite side of the couch than Soul. She looks at him and pouts.
Without even looking a smirk appears on his face, toothy and wide.
Maka crawls over to him and takes his hand in hers.
"Let's gooo."
Finally turning to Maka, pleased with her whining tone, he plants a long lingering kiss on her lips.
"What would you like?"
"I told you already."
"You don't need me to go with you."
"Just shut up already and come."
He laughs at her and tackles her onto the couch, smashing his lips to hers once again. He fingers knot into his hair and his hands move to her hips. She opens her mouth to let his tongue in but, instead of following her lead, he pulls away.
Maka frowns deeply at him but doesn't get a chance to complain before he scoops her up and carries her off to her room, eliciting a tiny squeak from her lips. He throws her down onto the bed and then leaves.
Maka hears the TV shut off and numerous light flick off and then Soul's footsteps make their way back to her room. He flicks off the bedroom light and shuts the door.
Maka crawls under the covers and hold them up so Soul can crawl in with her, then lets them fall. They scoot closer to each other and snuggle up, Soul with his arms around Maka's waist. Soul kisses her on the cheek, then nose, then her other cheek, and finally her lips.
"Goodnight, Maka."
"'Night, Soul, I love you"
"I love you too."