Our Infinity & Symmetry
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A/n: Took a long while due to moving (again) and school starting (again, but for the last time until college). Right now my heart is overflowing with the need for KidCrona and love so here we go! Do enjoy dear readers.
Prompt: Table-B .095 Picture
Disclaimer: The owner of Soul Eater is Atsushi Ōkubo. Our Infinity & Symmetry belongs to me. I gain nothing material by writing this and do it solely for fun.
Beta reader: Ms. Issippi
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A dance – a birthday – a wedding – a first date – a house-warming party – a friend – a love; all of these things Crona could see living inside her photo album, forever occurring. It made her smile, particularly the picture of Kid freaking out while wearing the lacey pinstripe apron he'd bought for her. His simple black apron had been damaged thanks to Liz in a laundry mishap involving bleach. "Bleach WHITENS things, Liz!" Crona could still remember his yelling, which made her sigh pleasantly. It was an amusing memory that she cherished.
Before her life in Death City, memories were something she has no use for; they only burdened and hurt. Here, in this album, she knew her life had meaning; that there were feelings beyond those that pained her. A giggle left her as she remembered happy times, which drew her observant husband's attention.
Kid set down the box within his arms and strode over to the pinkette. "What is it?" he asked with a glance down at the album in Crona's lap with a hand placed on her petite shoulder. She smiled at him, happy and warm, and pointed at a picture of what had been them dancing "perfectly" until a certain ninja assassin stepped in. "Oh. Yes. That." Kid commented in acknowledgement with a dull stare, remembering how Black Star had interrupted their romantic moment. But there wasn't any anger in the two caused by the memory as they thought of how it had felt.
"Dance with me." He took her hand; she blushed at the warmth of his touch and stare. His hands rested on her waist just above her backside (she almost wished he'd move lower, just for a bold moment). Their lips grazed and softly pressed, and their bodies swayed together. It was one of the best moments in their lives, simply because it was pure and happy and all they thought of mattering as they did so. Music moved them body and soul, warmth and love resonated, and they had nothing to stress them in the troublesome world.
Then it was over, ruined by the spastic Black Star bothering them with loud statements about the pair's relationship.
Kid smirked before kissing Crona's ear chastely. Warmth shuddered through her, making her smile more. "Your first birthday party was pretty good, wasn't it? He asked, pointing to a picture of Crona, eyes aglow, as she had just been brought a double decker cake Kid had made himself after three prior days of perfectionist labor. "It was perfect." she asserted, kissing him to express her sincerity. The Reaper's eyes closed as he pressed back, earning a content moan from his new wife.
After a minute or so of the young couple kissing softly, they returned focus to the pictures. "Our wedding seems like yesterday." she muttered before adding in a stutter, "I-I mean, I know it was only a month ago, but it feels like we're still dating. Everything has happened really fast…"
"Sometimes good things feel like that. They can be overwhelming. Are you okay?" He caressed her shoulder to soothe. "Yes, very. Don't worry." She rubbed his hand with her own.
"You looked gorgeous in your wedding dress, especially at night." The husky edge to her lover's words wasn't lost on Crona as her face reddened.
"I don't see how you noticed when it wasn't on me for long…" she mumbled in slight embarrassment.
Kid chuckled, a sweet and hearty sound to his dearest's ears. "Of course I noticed." The truth showed in his golden eyes as he recalled the figure of his wife as she glanced at him shyly from over her shoulder on their wedding night.
And just as it was coming to the young man's favorite part, Crona's warning voice calling his name broke the fantasy. "What?" he responded innocently. She stared at him knowingly, and Kid sheepishly leaned away until her stare softened.
Looking back to the photos, she pressed her lips softly together as happiness overwhelmed her at the memory a picture sparked. Their first date was at a restaurant in another city of Nevada, and Kid had been his typically serious and perfectionist self; holding out chairs, aligning tableware, ordering food (too expensive in her opinion) and making certain it was cooked to their standards exactly. Now it was almost funny to Crona as she could pick apart the scenario and see how nervous he really was.
Certainly Kid's most obvious moment of anxiety was when he'd forgotten to open Crona's door as they left and took the driver's seat as his date stared a little awkwardly from the passenger window. It took her trying to sit in the back for him to realize her door was locked. He had sprung out of the glossy black vehicle with wide eyes and gave her the most apologetically embarrassed look she'd ever witnessed contort his features.
Her laugh caught him by surprise, and she simply pointed to the picture taken by Liz of the two dressed to leave for the date, Crona clinging to Kid's arm and cowering behind his shoulder as much as she could without letting go. Kid smiled at his wife gently, enjoying the sight of her laughing and recalling how nervous yet elated she'd made him feel that day.
His attention only left her to examine a picture of her sitting on the counter of their new apartment as she was surrounded by the girls of their group. He remembered the party they had hosted here in celebration of getting their own place together, leaving Liz and Patty with the manor (though Kid, and even Crona, had rooms there that they slept in often).
Kid pecked Crona's cheek affectionately before she gently shut the album. "I'm happy…" she said with another smile. "So happy that despite everything, I get to be with you." She nuzzled his jaw and leaned against him comfortably. Arms cradling her, the ebony-haired male returned her smile and pressed his forehead to hers, a sign of trust and love. "I'm happy, too." The Shinigami replied softly. "You became one of the truest friends I've ever known and then much more." He shamelessly nuzzled her ear as she blushed beat-red at his loving sincerity. Another picturesque moment.