Disclaimer: I own nothing related to Soul Eater on a legal scale and I never will. If I did, I would've changed some things up a bit.
Author's Note: Have some pointless fluff!
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Black Star/Tsubaki
Theme: 25. Eyelashes
November 27, 2010
Tsubaki had been gone for far too long. He had coped, in the best ways he could, by working out, hanging around with Soul and his other friends, and eating copious amounts of food. All he did was try to distract himself from her being away from home. He didn't realize that he was so reliant on her—which came as a shock, since he should've come to that conclusion earlier—especially when it came time for bed.
Black Star didn't realize how difficult it was to go from regularly sleeping in the same bed as someone, to sleeping alone. The bed was a lot larger without her there. The bed was a lot colder. He didn't like it.
Jumping like a puppy at the jingle of keys at the lock, he sped from the kitchen to the opening front door. Without even waiting even so much as a second or a single footstep, he attacked. The bags she was holding, as well as her keys, dropped to the floor when his strong arms reached around her. Tsubaki chuckled, after her initial gasp, returning the embrace. It had been a long time, too long for them; she had been worried what her absence would result in. Though, now, she wasn't sure that her leaving was necessarily a bad thing. It evoked this kind of response from him, at least.
"I missed you," she heard, a little lower than where she had assumed his mouth was going to be. Her eyes snapped open when she felt him nestled in her cleavage.
"I missed you, too, but can I ask what you're doing?"
As if it were the most obvious and simple thing in the world, he responded, "Recharging."
"You're unbelievable," she chuckled softly, patting his head. Her fingers were lost in his blue spikes, which were a lot softer than they looked. She tried not to shudder at the feel of his eyelashes—at least, that's what she thought they were—flutter against her skin, along with the steady warmth of his breathing. "That's all you missed about me?"
"You know that's not true, Tsubaki," he said, still snuggling with her breasts. She rolled her eyes, though with a smile on her face.
"I suppose." After a beat, she spoke, "Can we move from out of the doorway, Black Star? People might get the wrong idea if they see us."
He pulled her back two steps, then kicked the door closed, all while in her cleavage. She rolled her eyes again. After some time had passed, and she was about to tell him to move, she felt wet kisses against her skin. This was new, she thought, as her eyes widened.