Maka POV:
I woke up as the sun was rising, I could see the light shining slightly through the curtains. It took me a few minutes but I realized that I was in Soul's bed instead on mine. I looked around the room, he was no where in site. I got up and unzipped his jacket. The fresh air hitting my stomach felt nice. Suddenly the door opened, "Maka!" I looked down only to realize I had nothing on underneath. I quickly shut the jacket, I could feel my face puffing up. Soul was looking down plugging his nose with his fingers. I ran past him and into my room locking the door behind me.
I scurried through my clothes in my closet and got out my daily wear clothes. I quickly changed. But I couldn't stop thinking about that. He just saw me topless, and he didn't laugh. He got a nosebleed. I knew he got nosebleeds when Blair shoves his head into her boobs. He gets them whenever there's a pretty girl like her. I let out a sigh and looked into the mirror on my desk. My breast hadn't developed much, I was still a B, but lately they've been trying to push themselves into a C. Which is still nothing compared to someone like Blair or Tsubaki.
I finished getting dressed and walked out to the breakfast bar. I could hear Soul in his room. "You idiot! You didn't even knock! Now things are going to be more awkward. And then getting a nosebleed on top of it? Not cool of me at all." He quieted down and came out to see me already sitting at the breakfast bar. He hung his head down to the floor,"Uh sorry about that, I.. Didn't know you were changing." I walked over to him and stood in front of him, forcing him to look at me. I grabbed his hand, " I'm not mad, it was my fault, I didn't realize I had no bra on. So I'm sorry. What do you want for breakfast?" I turned to the stove waiting for a response. I still wasn't ready to talk about any of this.
Soul POV:
God, for these past two days everything's been changing. And last night, we slept together all night. I don't know where to go from here, I guess if she wants to talk she'll say something when she's ready, or maybe she was waiting for me.
"I guess we can make French Toast or something try getting away from pancakes for a while." It was only a suggestion but she quickly sprung up and got the mix throw together while I toasted the bread. She dipped them in the batter and threw them in the pan while I flipped and cooked them. Once they were done she set the table with orange juice, syrup, and powdered sugar. I grabbed some fruit from the fridge and set it down next to the French toast. We sat down and started preparing to eat. I caught her looking at me, but she quickly looked back at her plate once we made eye contact.
"So about last night," I proceeded with caution, I didn't want to upset her again, unless of course it ended with us in bed together like last night,"why did you come into my room so late?" She focused on her food, "I told you, I got cold, you know my room gets to freezing point no matter what." I watched her, she was fighting to not make eye contact with me. "Yeah but you came in and crawled into bed with me, and then we cuddle and you went to sleep like nothing" I was going to push this out and I knew it. "I got warm and fell asleep, that's all", her voice sounded disappointed but hopeful at the same time. "But Maka, we cuddled. You've never done that before. That's like a couple thing, ya know? And I was in my boxers and you didn't even get mad at me." She looked at me like I was stupid,"Soul I crawled into your bed because I was cold. I can't tell you what to wear in your bed, you were doing me the favor. Plus, it just meant more body heat." Her eyes started darting around the room, never once landing on me. "Maka, are we going to talk about this? About us? These past few days have been really messed up and different. Are we a thing now or not? What's going on? We can't fix this or figure it out if you won't tell me what you're thinking."
Maka POV:
I can't even swallow my food anymore. My thoughts are racing. What do I say? How do I say it? He obviously knows I like him so why does he keep asking me questions? And after last night, I don't know what to think. He may have just been being friendly. But asking me if we're a "thing" now. Does that mean he asked me out? I have no idea how to handle this. I can't keep running from it, I have to face it eventually. And what if I don't? Then I loose my chance.
I took a deep breath to try and calm my nerves. "I guess we do need to talk about this."
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