AN: Don't own.
Touch
Soul's a surprisingly touchy feely person. It made Maka uncomfortable at first, his hand on her shoulder or sitting just a little too close to her on the couch. But as their partnership progressed and they began to trust each other more and more she got used to it. Now she hardly thought about his hand on the small of her back or him practically on top of her while they watch movies. She asked him about it once; he'd yawned and told her that she got to hold him all the time, he felt like he should do the same. Maka found herself fighting a small smile. Most recently he's taken to gently stroking her cheek before he leaves on a Death Scythe mission or just to go play basketball with the boys. It leaves her blushing furiously and Maka finds it hard to concentrate on whatever she had been doing before he left.
She continually has to explain to people that they aren't dating and Maka is getting really tired of the looks of disbelief. He just likes to hold her hand and she doesn't have an issue with holding onto him when they ride that orange monstrosity Soul calls a bike. When she asks him about it he just shrugged and said he didn't care one way or the other.
She thinks one night when he sits next to her on the couch and pulls her against him something was changing. Soul tucked her under his chin, an arm around her shoulders and snuggled against his chest. Maka doesn't remember what they were watching, just the beat of his heart under her ear. They fell asleep like that.
Maka knows something has changed when he kisses her hair after a particularly grueling fight. She worries for a while that Soul doesn't think about these things or what they might mean, but then she decides that she's actually ok with it. They're standing outside school waiting for their friends on a chilly Friday afternoon when she calls his name. He looks down at her, his eyes quickly went from lazy to surprised when she reached up and brushed her lips against his. She smiled before he leaned down to kiss her back. Maka giggled when she could feel his grin against her lips, his eyes crinkled at the edges when he beamed at her. "Cool."