sonofdeath:

“Thanks.”

With an appreciative smile Kid gingerly took the plate, though, placed it to the counter beside him and picked up a piece of toast, soon munching down onto the bread.

“Mmm…”

“Feel better?”

Soul leaned his side into the counter and raised an eyebrow, a light smile to his features.

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sonofdeath:

“Ah—”

With a slight grumble Kid hesitantly pulled himself away from Soul.

Soul pulled the toast from the toaster and dropped it onto a plate, spreading peanut butter and jam over the bread quickly before handing it to Kid.

“For you.”

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sonofdeath:

“Cozy…”

Mumbling slightly into the weapon’s chest Kid smiled softly, eyes closing.

“Good.”

He mumbled quietly into the boy’s hair and closed his eyes. though they soon popped open once the toast popped up with a loud ring.

“Food’s ready.”

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sonofdeath:

“Mmm…”

With another small shrug the Reaper merely nuzzled himself up to the other’s chest.

He let both arms wrap around the other, his chin resting atop the other’s skull.

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sonofdeath:

“Most say I’m cold, but I’m not sure if they mean by touch or by heart.”

Shrugs.

“You’re pretty warm to me.”

He tugged the other closer so he could bury his nose into his hair.

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sonofdeath:

“You’re warm.”

“So are you.”

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sonofdeath:

“Ah—”

With a small smile Kid merely leaned closer to Soul.

His arm soon wound itself around the other and his nose pressed lightly to the Reaper’s temple.

“Mm..”

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sonofdeath:

“Whoop whoop.”

Following in suit with the weapon Kid stood by his side, fingers interlocked behind his back while he rocked on his heels.

His hands rested against the counter and his head leaned forward a bit to press a small kiss to the other’s temple.

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sonofdeath:

“…Food now?”

“Ah- Yeah.”

He let go of the other and sauntered over to the counter, pulling out two pieces of bread and dropping them into the toaster.

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