Connected || Soul x Maka

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The following day Soul started his physical therapy to help him move around again. His bandages and stitches were removed the third day and the doctor with the healing powers finished healing his injury, he looked at his new scar on his arm. It was about one inch wide and the length was from his collarbone down half way his shoulder

How the fuck did I survive? Soul thought

"Alright all of your stiches are removed and you can go home, you need to rest as much as possible. I will prescribe you with medication that will help you produce enough blood, while you slept we transferred enough blood but now you got to keep making your own now that you're awake and doing well.

Also some pain killers just in case and you can set your appointments for your physical therapy at the front. From how you progressed in your first day the doctor believes you only need to do three sessions." The doctor handed him two notes for his prescription

"Thank you doc" Soul said looking at his small paper

"If you need anything else or have concerns give me a call to make an appointment" Soul nodded and the doctor left the room

Maka and Soul were quiet for a moment, Maka grabbed the bag with Souls extra clothes and took out his shirt. She was blushing lightly from seeing Soul without a shirt

You've seen him naked, on accident, this isn't any worse Maka thought

"Want me to help you with your shirt?" Maka asked

"Yea please, if you don't mind" Maka nodded, Soul was close to being perfectly fine. He just wanted to see Maka flustered and an excuse for her to touch him

Maka thought she was going to cry from embarrassment when she took out his underwear for him and handed it to him trying not to make eye contact

Soul was quiet but felt his cheeks warm up from the embarrassment too. He was able to dress himself. Maka passed him his shorts

They stepped out into the hot summer heat with a breeze that soothed their skin. a car pulled over in front of them

"come on, Kid said he sent us a driver" Maka said opening the door for Soul, he went inside and saw a white man with a thick nicely trimmed beard and wore a black suit look at him and Maka from the rear mirror

"hello my name is Arnold, I am the driver of Death the Kid. My orders are to take you home" Arnold told them with a kind formal voice and began to drive.

the drive home was quiet, Maka and Soul looked out their windows seeing the green trees and flowers and plants that thrived. Soul reached for Makas hand she looked at Soul and smiled

they haven't done anything to further their relationship, mainly because they are always in missions or working, but Maka was excited for the new experience, and Soul wanted nothing more than to keep going.

They went inside their apartment and their friends cheered to their friend making it back home.

"Welcome home Soul"everyone said happily

they all ate snacks and had plenty of dessert. They sat in the living room talking amongst themselves.

"So how are you getting along in DWMA? You have a partner correct Matoi?" Kid asked as he started a conversation with them

"Yea, it took me a while to resonate but I appreciate her for being so kind to me despite of my past. We are doing much better now, but I struggle sometimes to resonate and I get worried I might go back to being a kishen so I often retreat"

"you were able to resonate with us" Soul joined in

"You resonated with Soul?" Liz asked now intrigued