Sokeefe oneshots

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Sophie:

Sophie tightened her black leather half gloves, Sophie pulled her hair into a tight high ponytail, but a few strands were loose. A puddle on the ground reflected Sophie, showing off her outfit.
Sophie has on a black gaiter mask, her black leather jacket gleamed under the street lights, her high-waist black cargo pants had chains attached to her belt loops. Sophie also had a belt full of daggers, along with ninja stars in a pouch. Sophie's black combat boots were silent every time she walked, making it easier for her to hide if needed to.

According to Biana, her outfit wasn't too "stylish", so she had painted Sophie's nails black, despite Sophie's complaints.

Sophie didn't need to look stylish, she just needed to survive.

Sophie placed the leaping crystal in her pocket, she was in the Forbidden Cities, smoke filled Sophie's nose, but she felt a presence behind her...

Sophie yanked out her dagger, she grabbed the person's arm, judo flipping him, landing on top of the person, Sophie had her knees beside the chest, the dagger close to the person's neck.

Sophie let out a gasped when she recognized Keefe, Sophie quickly backed off while Keefe groaned.

"Keefe! What on the Forbidden Cities are you doing here?! You're not supposed to be here with me!You could get hurt!" Sophie hissed, tucking her dagger back into her belt holder.

"Jeez Foster, you really know how to turn me on!" Keefe wheezed, trying to smirk but it was clear he was in pain.

"Keefe! I'm not joking when I say you're not supposed to be here! You could get hurt badly." Sophie crossed her arms, glaring at him, but then she softened, and got on her knees to see if Keefe is okay.

Sophie tucked a piece of hair behind Keefe's ear, caressing his cheek, her eyes soften, no longer glaring.

"Sorry...I'm just stressed...I..I just don't want you getting hurt, how are you feeling?" Sophie whispered, her knees rested beside Keefe's chest.

"Eh, could've been worse, and no worries Foster, I knew you didn't mean any harm on me after you found out who I was."

"Still...anyways...what are you doing here?"

"I wanted to help." Keefe's eyes were full of genuine sincere and worry.

Sophie sighed, rubbing her forehead, she was annoyed but she couldn't help but smile at Keefe's sincerity.

"Come on, let's take you to Elwin."

Keefe's eyes widened, shaking his head no.

"Uh uh, nope! Not happening, I came to help you, not delay your quest."

Sophie rolled her eyes, but then her cheeks started to flush pink when she realized what position they were in.

Sophie was laying ontop of Keefe, while Keefe was on the bottom, laying on the ground, Sophie's hand were beside Keefe's face, while Keefe's arms were wrapped around Sophie's waist, Sophie's knees were in the same spot before.

It seemed like Keefe noticed the position too, because his face was now completely red like Bob the Tomato.

(Anybody get the reference?)

Keefe moved one of his arms so he could tuck in Sophie's hair behind her ears, just right before he cupped Sophie's cheek, keeping the other arm in the same place.

"You know...you look fabulous tonight, I'm loving the grungy look...it suits you." Keefe whispers, his breath hot on Sophie's cheeks.

Sophie sucked in a breath, her eyes fluttering close as she leans into Keefe.

Just as they were to kiss, the Neverseen stabbed a sword into Sophie's head and into Keefe's.

Blood trickled down the sword, he cackled as he pulled out the sword, his Neverseen hood covering his face.

Blood pooled onto the ground as the mysterious Neverseen guy stomps ontop of them as he pulled out his leaping crystal.

There, it left two dead soon-to-be couple on the ground next to the flickering street light, their lips pressed against each other, as their gaze is emotionless, blood flowing out of each other's head.

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