Soul eater boys x reader // ON HOLD

The pink-haired boy

Maka returned from the store about an hour later.
You had a normal evening, and tried not to think about what had happened that day.
After supper, you got ready for bed. You went into the bathroom and brushed your hair and teeth.
You put on your pajamas.
Soul was rushing you, so you were still buttoning up the last of your shirt when you walked out.
Soul froze for a moment, but he recovered quickly, because you hardly noticed.
You laid on the couch.
After the lights went out, you thought.
"Crap!" you mentally scolded. "Tomorrow I have to find an apartment."
You wouldn't forget again and bother Soul and Maka any longer.
You turned around, and eventually sleep took over.

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The next morning, you slept late.
Maka kept trying to get you up, but you kept shooing her away.
Eventually, you did wake up, but only after a hard Maka-chop.
"Ow! Okay, okay, I'll get up!"
You got dressed, and headed outside, determined to find a good apartment.
After a little strolling around town, you saw a boy.
He was tall and very thin. He had uneven pink hair.
He was standing all alone on the sidewalk, talking to himself.
You came up closer to him.
"Um, excuse me..."
He jumped, and turned to look at you.
He had sunken black eyes, and a blank expression on his face.
"Oh, uh, it's a girl." He murmured.
"Oh, yeah, I'm (y/n). What's your name?"
He said it so quietly you couldn't hear him.
"Sorry, I didn't hear you."
Suddenly, a mass of black liquid shot from his back.
"CRONA, YOU'LL NEVER MAKE ANY MORE FRIENDS LIKE THAT!"
you jumped back when the liquid solidified into a little guy.
He started to squish the boy's face, until he remembered you.
"Oh yeah, this is Crona. Sadly, he's afraid of girls."
"I am not afraid of girls, I'm just still not sure how to deal with them yet! Ow! Can you stop that?"
The little guy stopped for a moment.
"Fine, I'll stop, but you've got to try and make more friends. Remember, if you're lonely, you'll come and talk to me, and you're actually pretty annoying, Crona."
The little guy turned back into black liquid, and dissolved into Crona's back again.
Crona gripped his shoulder and wouldn't meet your eyes.
"So, you're name's Crona?" you asked.
"Y-yeah."
"Well, I'm (y/n)." You replied.
He finally met your eyes.
"H-hi. I'm...I'm not too good at t-talking to girls."
He confessed.
"That's okay, just pretend I'm not a girl."
"I-I can't. You look too much like a girl."
You sighed.
"Okay, well then just try."
Crona was still gripping his shoulder.
"O-okay."
"So, what are you doing out here?" you asked.
"Uh, I don't really know." He replied.
You furrowed your brow, but shrugged it off quickly.
Crona stayed with you while you looked for apartments.
A few hours later, you started to get hungry.
You and Crona stopped at a little café to get some snacks.
"So, what do you want to eat?" you asked.
"E-eat?" He asked. "I-I don't know. I'll have w-whatever you're having." He mumbled.
You ordered two Italian sodas and two scones.
You ate mostly in silence, but tried to talk a bit towards the end.
"So, Crona, it was fun hanging out with you today. Even though I didn't find an apartment."
"I-I'm fun?"
"Yeah! Totally! In fact, let's do this again sometime!"
"O-okay, (y/n)."
You smiled.
After you had parted ways, you headed back to soul and Maka's house.

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Crona's POV

Crona stood, staring after (y/n) as she left. He was glad that he got to meet her, but she made his chest feel weird. Ragnarok exploded from his back.
"Crona, look at dat ass."
Ragnarok pointed to (y/n)'s butt.
Crona could feel his face getting hot.
"Ragnarok, she's gonna hear you!" He whisper/yelled.
"No she won't, she's out of earshot."
"Ragnarok, I don't think you're taking this very seriously."
"I am part of you Crona. More specifically, I am your blood. Your blood is pumped by your heart. So your heart is an important fixture in my life. That means I know everyone you love, and how much you love them. I also know that you happen to like (y/n)."
"Shhh!" Crona shushed. "Don't tell anyone."
"Puh-leez Crona, you sound like a school girl with a crush."
Crona felt his face getting hot again.
"I am not!"
"You are too!"
Ragnarok squished Crona's nose, then disappeared into his back again.

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Your POV

You got back to Soul and Maka's place, sitting on the couch and sighing.
"Find anything today?" asked Maka.
You shook your head.
"Y'know, you really should just live here. We don't mind."
"I just don't want to be a burden." You mumbled.
Maka was silent for a moment.
"You're not really a burden, we love having you here. But if you're that intent on leaving, consider the fact that your future meister probably has a place you can live. So just wait until you find a partner."
You nodded.
"Maka, let me help with dinner tonight."
"You're gonna have to ask Soul. It's his night."
Just then, soul trudged out into the room.
"Did I hear my name?"
"Yeah, it's your night to make dinner, and (y/n) wants to help." Maka explained.
Soul grinned, showing his shark teeth.
"Sure, you can help me make dinner."
Maka grabbed a book off the coffee table, and headed to her room.
You and Soul made ramen for dinner.
"You always make ramen, soul. Don't you know how to make anything else?" Asked Maka
"Nope!" He said, popping the "p".
You watched them whilst slurping ramen into your mouth.
"Anywho, I'm gonna go watch The Kardashians." (I dunno if I spelled that right, but idek)
He headed into the living room, and you heard the TV turn on.
You started to giggle.
"Does he normally watch The Kardashians on Sunday nights?" you asked.
"He never misses it." Maka replied.