A Black*Star x Death the Kid moment. It's short: sorry.
I do not own Soul Eater. Please leave a review, I need the feedback to know what to fix.
"You have sooo many books!"
Kid looked up at the blue haired meister, rolling his eyes at the statement. He didn't deign to give Black*Star a reply, either, instead focusing on the book in his hands. He'd agreed to let the other boy into his room, but under the agreement that they would be studying and nothing else. He let out a sigh, electing to ignore the noises of the other boy stomping around his room like he owned it.
Which he probably thought he did.
"What's this?"
Kid turned, heart skipping a beat when he realized what Black*Star had in his hands; a small white rabbit plush, worn out from years of use, one of its eyes replaced by a shiny black button. He started for a long moment, revisiting the urge to snatch his precious childhood toy from the stupid meister's destructive hands. His Father had made that for him when he was still young, and he could still vividly remember his Father's careful stitching when the eye fell off.
"Please give that to me." He reached for the rabbit, book on the ground and forgotten. Black*Star leaned back, holding the soft plush away from the young reaper.
"Why? It's just a stupid toy. Aren't you supposed to be all grown up anyway?" He almost flung the toy back where he'd found it (on the nightstand, one of them anyway), but saw the desperate look in his friend's eyes. Slowly, the assassin offered the rabbit to Kid, watching those golden eyes go wide with surprise. He'd been expecting a fight to get the toy back.
"Thank you." He clutched the toy to his chest, feeling the worn down white fur. The bed shifted, and then lips were pressed against his forehead, and he audibly gasped and jerked back to look at a blushing Black*Star.
"Sorry, didn't think it was all that important...but it is to you so...it's important to the great Black*Star too!" Kid laughed as the other boy jumped up and yelled, internally grateful that his friend thought so highly of his own values. But...He reached up to pull Black*Star back down, smiling almost shyly at him, the lingering touch of lips one his skin stuck in his mind. He leaned forward at the same time that Kid did, and they met halfway, the kiss sweet and chaste, and they pulled away with flushed faces and soft smiles.
Picking up his forgotten book, he turned to his suddenly more-than-a-friend and curled into his side. Black*Star threw an arm around Kid's shoulder and settled back as the young reaper read their required book aloud, paying more attention to the soft, warm tone he was using than the words themselves.
I'm starting to like studying, I think.
As always, reviews are appreciated, and I'm sort of running out of ships I like to put up here. Stein x Spirit next, or something else? Haven't done anything with the girls yet...