AN: Yo. This is a teeny tiny chappie. I'm trying to get back to this, but I'm struggling lol. I promise to better next chappie, it's just nnn xD Be patient with me pls.
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Q = Quiche
There was twenty minutes left, and Soul still didn't take his shower. "Oh my god, you idiot, you know that they're coming soon!" I smacked his arm and shooed him away to our bedroom.
"This is the thanks I get?" He pouted down at me, curse his post-puberty growth spurt, and stood at the kitchen doorway. I rolled my eyes and walked over to him, grabbed his face with my flour hands and smushed our lips together.
He laughed and held me by my waist, kissing me more gently. I tilted my head and he licked my lips, making me gasp and open my mouth.
I gently pushed him away and rested my forehead against his chest. When I looked up at him, I bursted out laughing.
"S-Soul, you re-eally need a shower n-now, hahaha!" His cheeks and shirt were covered in flour from my hands and apron.
He stuck his tongue out at me and left, going to our room. I smiled and sighed, leaning against the counter.
Then the timer dinged.
"Oh, the quiches are done!" I called out.