AN: Well... No one wanted to be the first reviewer and tell me the letter to write... and I've been in a very writing mood so... xD I just asked my guy friend *coughcough* and he said Gum. :3 This is dedicated to you Pikachu. XD

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'Pop' Eh... 'Pop' What... 'Pop' What the hell...

I look up from my book, flinching again because of that stupid popping noise. I close my book and set it on my bed side table. I walk over to the kitchen and peek around the corner, trying to find the source of that annoying noise. Maybe the stoves broken, or something wrong with the drain...

I sigh exasperatedly at the sight before me - the only problem with the house is that Soul's here... Living in it. And popping away at his bubble gum.

"Soul, could you stop that?" I ask just a bit harsher than I intended. He just shook his head and looked at me directly before blowing a large pink bubble that (sadly) didn't explode on his face.

I whine and walk to the fridge, grabbing a cup and some iced tea. "Soul, stop it! I'm trying to read in my room..." I pour it in, glass half full with ice, and take a sip before turning back around.

I gasp when I see he's standing in front of me. he had this stupid smirk on his face and just kept chewing the gum.

"Why's my chewing such a problem babe?"

"It's not the chewing that's the problem, it's the popping!" I say, taking another sip of my drink and leaning against the counter. "It's annoying and loud. Either spit it out go play outside with it outside with Blackstar." I hope I sounding authorizing because he was sort of... looming over me. Gah, curse his growth spurt.

"Aww, but can't I play with you instead?" He came closer to me, put both hands on the counter and - once again - loomed over me with that smirk.

I blush and try to push him away, but he wouldn't budge. I couldn't use all of my strength because... he was my... Soul... and boyfriend... I blush harder and look down at the floor. He tilted my head up by my chin and he just...

He kissed me.

And it wasn't one that we usually shared. Oh no. We usually just did a peck and that was it... But he like... French kissed me...

And he tasted like bubble gum.