week 29

197

7/16

Discipline

Crona hated being left alone. Hated it. How often had the door closed between Medusa and Crona, leaving Crona to try and find a corner to curl up in and scream.

The first fight Kid and Crona ever have Crona watches Kid walk out the door angrily, slamming the door so hard the pictures shake.

Crona finds a corner to curl up in and cry. Kid has left and he's never ever coming back.

"Crona. Crona. Look at me please." Hours later his voice makes Crona stop crying. His hand is warm and real on their back, and without a second thought Crona throws themself into his arms.

"Y-you weh-were g-g-gone! Ki-kid! P-p-p-please dont leave meh-me! I'm sorry. Im sorry. I'm sorry!" Crona sobs in his arms.

Now when they argue, Kid won't leave the house, preferring to shout himself hoarse or be frustrated rather than scare Crona.

198

7/17

Applause

Maybe having wine in the middle of the day had been a mistake. Kid giggled and fell backwards on the couch, taking Crona with him.

"You. You're a Lush!" He laughed. Crona tried to raise an eyebrow at him, but couldn't so they sipped a their wine defiantly.

"'M not! You're shorter than me. It's you." Crona aimed a kiss at his lips and hit his cheek. Kid laughed harder.

"Yes my dear but I have at least ten pounds on you!" He ran his fingers over Crona's ribs causing a shriek of laughter, and they had to fumble to make sure the wine didn't go over the floor.

"I'll show you!" With their hands now free, Crona launched an enthusiastic counter attack. The day slipped away as they laughed, eyes bright and clear as the summer.

It was so wonderful to be in love.

199

7/18

VCR (Uh, nope. 'Sorry I hit you with my skateboard. AU)

Kid should have been looking where he was going. he should have been paying attention to the sidewalk instead of being distracted by Patti, who grabbed his shirt so she could skate behind as he rode his board. Kid was doing neither of these things and was very surprised when he ran straight into someone.

Kid stared up at the sky, surprised. He'd looked up in time to steer his board right into the beach and ditch before he went face first into the sand.

"Crona!" Someone yelled as Patti helped him to his feet. Kid looked at who he'd hit. Blood from a cut on the forehead was being dabbed away by a petite blonde. Light pink hair was fraying a then ends and a long finger hand was cradling the other, like it was sprained.

"I am so sorry-" Kid started before the blonde was in his face.

"What the fuck? Why don't you look where the hell you're going idiot?!" She yelled brandishing the bloody napkins. Pink hair looked concerned.

"Maka, it-its fine, it was an accident-"

"So what? Crona you might need stitches for that cut and-"

Kid cut across the shouting. "I can pay for it, it was my fault, as I was trying to say." He glared at the blonde who glared right back. Pink hair's blush spread over their nose and cheeks.

"It's going to stop bleeding soon. I'll be f-fine."

Kid shook his head. "No, please take my number. I'll feel horrible if that scars and makes your face unsymmetrical." He neatly wrote, 'Kid Morte, 7204288248888' on a napkin and gave it to them.

"Please call me."

XXX

Maka never let him live down that he met Crona by running xir over with his skateboard.

"I've never been so happy be in an accident." Kid told her honestly and kissed Crona on the cheek.

200

7/19

Sailing

"You took Crona for a date on a boat?" Liz raised an eyebrow. "So uh, how did that go?"

Kid winced. "I thought it was a good idea. So we could make amends for how we first met each other you know…" He frowned. "Crona is afraid of the open water. Did you know that?" Liz shook her head.

"Loves the beach, but wouldn't go near the deck while we out there." Kid shook his head. "We really need to discuss plans with each other before trying to surprise each other. No matter how romantic it may be."

201

7/20

Sensitive

Fireflies lit the warm summer air as Kid pulled Crona along, trying to keep his lips on their long tender neck as possible. Crona's skin was naturally very cool, but between the air and Kid's mouth it was warming, flushing, and under the golden light of the sunset, Kid couldn't resist putting his mouth to the skin again and again.

Crona's whimpers and sighs were the icing on the cake really. Every small kiss produced a shiver and every nip a low moan.

"You're so sensitive." Kid murmured appreciatively, plucking open Crona's long collar to get at more of the pale flesh.

Crona caught his face between their hands before he could, dragging him back for a kiss on the lips.

"You make me that way."

202

7/21

Street (Crona is using he/him. I don't use those pronouns enough for them. I'll work on that.)

Crona was so focused on his phone, frowning over a text from Maka that he didn't even pause to look up when crossing the street. He made it about halfway before a sudden shout startled him.

"Watch out!" Crona looked up in time to see a red subaru barreling toward him. He froze, a hand tightening on the phone.

Someone grabbed his other hand from behind, dragging him out of the way.

"When it's clear, we run for it okay?" A deep voice said in his ear. Crona turned slightly, getting a brief glimpse of black hair and gold eyes. He nodded shakily.

"Alright lets go!" The stranger pulled Crona the rest of the way across the street. When they were safe on the other side, Crona stuttered out a "Thank you."

"You're welcome. You aren't hurt are you?" The stranger finally let go of his hand. Crona shook his head. "N-no. I-I was just distracted." The stranger frowned.

"May I see your phone?"

"W-what?"

"Please?"

Shocked, Crona handed it over. The man's fingers seemed to fly over the screen, typing quickly. After a minute he handed it back over.

"Incase you need help again." He said, before walking away. Crona stood on the corner for a moment, mouth open.

He was halfway home when it occurred to him to check his contacts. There was one new one. 'Kid Morte'.

203

7/22

Coupon (Hydra)

"Hades warned Orpheus not to look behind him even once as he traveled back up to earth, but Orpheus's his faith failed. Just before he reached the exit of the Underworld, Orpheus looked behind him and all that was there was the shadow of his beloved Euridice as she was led back into the world of the dead." Kid's voice was given an odd echo-y quality as Crona laid on his chest and listen to him read.

Kid closed the book of Greek Mythology and set it aside.

"If you had been Orpheus, would you have looked?" Crona asked. Kid considered it for a moment.

"No. I don't think so. I would trust you to follow me." Crona blushed.

"I'd follow you anywhere Kid."