soma at a babymetal concert? – deathmeistermaka
Soul came home to utterly atrocious noises and voices that didn't belong in an English dictionary. Using his incredible deduction skills, he concluded that once again, Maka had been polluting their apartment with her music. With a grimace on his face, he rebalanced the groceries under his arm and unlocked the front door, releasing heavy metal into the hallway of the building. He resisted screaming into the night, refusing to accidentally join in with the chorus.
No way.
After depositing the noms onto the countertop and finally having enough hands to cover both ears, he braced himself for the real test of courage: opening Maka's bedroom door. It fell upon him to stop the madness. With a twist and a push, Soul entered the room, only to see Maka in one of her ridiculously oversized sweaters and thigh high socks, knelt on the ground and passionately playing the air guitar.
Before he could say anything though, Maka parted her lips, singing along with the lyrics in Japanese without missing a beat. With her eyes still closed, she rose to her feet, jamming all around her room and bouncing to whatever tune she was hearing. She slid and twirled on her toes and switched from a guitar to a mic.
"Woo!"
Soul silently closed the door.
Aite. Maybe it wasn't so bad.
A/N: Soul wouldn't be caught dead admitting that Maka wasn't tone-deaf after all.
Yo in a way Maka gave Soul a concert of her own