Day 14: Hot Baths
Rating: PG13
It's an indulgence really-something that she only does every once in a while, or when she's had such a rough day that all her muscles are screaming agony and she thinks that the embarrassment of Soul having to pull her out of the tub is worth everything to be able to soak her aching body.
So when she comes home from her obligatory family visit with her father, the last thing she expects is for Soul to greet her at the door with a sheepish smile, a mug of her favorite tea, and the scent of her sole bottle of bath salts wafting through the apartment. She can feel her face go a little red.
"W-what?" Her voice cracks a little and she clears her throat. "What's all this for?"
Soul shrugs a shoulder. "Thought you might be needing a little stress relief after Christmas with Spirit." She kind of wants to hug him for that, and maybe risk a little kiss on the cheek because it's very sweet of him. She scowls at him instead.
"It wouldn't have been as stressful if you'd have just gone with me too," she accuses. Even to her ears it sounds pretty half-hearted.
He hands over the mug of tea. "No thanks. I have to subject myself to your father enough as it is; I don't need yet another day of him questioning my intentions towards his 'little angel'."
"And just what are your intentions?" She can't help the grin as she makes her way to the bathroom, shedding coat and scarf with her partner's help. The tea is already doing wonders to calm her frazzled nerves.
"Oh, you know. The usual," he nips the shell of her ear lightly as he snatches the knit hat from her head as she tries to kick off her boots..
"Completely dishonorable?"
"Entirely," he growls, and Maka giggles.
"You know," she pauses at the bathroom door. "That hot bath is looking really nice right about now." Soul smiles, please with himself.
"It'll look a lot more inviting with you in it." Her grin matches his, and he crowds her into the bathroom with a fierce kiss, kicking the door shut behind them.