I'm Not Okay ( Death the Kid x Reader )

Only One

【 Chapter Status: Edited 】

Disclaimer: I do not own any characters except Chris but otherwise I don't own any Soul Eater characters and I don't own you :) enjoy!

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Chapter 1 - Shy Little One

"I mean, I way prefer Thor over Hulk."

"I don't know, Hulk is pretty hot."

"You seem to have a fetish for green skin."

"I mean when he's not angry."

"Try not to get into many fights with him, okay?"

You laughed. "I think only one could occur then I would be out like a light."

He frowned. "Your death is nothing to joke about, I'll protect you!"

"Whatever, it's more like me protecting you."

"Shut up."

A heavy puff of air left your mouth as you closed your eyes and broke the eye contact with him.

"I shall not."

"When have you been saying 'shall'?" He looked at you with a scrunched up look.

"Since always."

"And always is now right?"

"I shall always say it."

"Stop saying shall."

"Shall, shall, shall, shall, shall, shall, shall."

"SHUT UP I SWEAR-" He wrapped his arm around your shoulders and started to rub his knuckles in your head, your screamed. "Stop! Stop it, Chris!"

Christopher Benjamin Anderson was the son of Christoph Anderson, ruler of the city just outside Death City. He was very rich, but he was your best friend. Your mom and his were childhood friends, and your family was quite poor, so Chris' family took your family in.

Chris taught you how to become a Weapon.

He was also a year older than you. But, you never felt inferior, like the little sister, in fact, you felt like the mother sometimes.

But Chris did protect you.

You squealed. "Chris!" Your hands jabbed at his sides, and your started pinching the little ( very little, he was like a twig ) amounts of fat that kept him warm in the winter months.

He instantly fell back, laughing.

"Hey!" He laughed harder, then he started to tickle your sides as well, but you were worse when it came to tickling. But you kept on.

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You were both panting as if you had ran a race.

"I don't think we can be friends anymore." You said.

"Why not?" Confusion, yet amusement glittered in his voice.

"You know all of my weak spots."

He laughed loudly.

"Then I'll settle for your enemy." He stood and held out his hand. "Stand up, we should go to sleep."

You grabbed it, grasping it firmly as you both helped yourself upright. "Thanks, yeah, I guess so... School's pretty early." You looked to the clock, it's hands were pointing to the 11 and the the third line after the 4.

"11:25..."

"Actually, it's 11:23, or now it's 11:24."

"Shut up, smart ass."