A/N: *Disclaimer*
I do not own this song whatsoever. This song belongs to Reggie Couz and all rights go to their respective owners.
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I walk away from the corner I was in to get some air outside.
Walking over to the balcony I see Soul still standing there, peering over the edge. By his side is a plate and champange glass, both empty.
"What're you still doing out here? Thought you'd be at the party by now." I ask walking to stand beside him.
"I could be asking you the same thing. Wouldn't you rather be partying than out here with me?"
"No. Not my type of music." I look over the balcony at Death City.
"What is your type then?"
I pull out my phone along with some headphones.
"My headphones are kinda short so.. we, uh... have to.. stand close together." I mumble the last part.
He heard me though, so he takes one ear piece and stands directly beside me. He rests his left hand on my waist. A little too low though. I put the other piece in my ear and play Rumors by Reggie Couz.
When ya hands on me
They talkin' about your hands on me
When we in these streets
They talkin' about us in these streets
And so they say
It would never last
One day we're gonna crash
But what you mean to me
Is more than the eye can see
I know they like it
They just deny it
We don't care about what
They say, they say
Soul's face is noticeably closer to mine, my shoulder pressing into his chest. We then stand to face each other for a more comfortable position.
Rumors
They don't know about us so
Rumors
Don't keep us up at night
All these
Rumors
They don't know about us so
Rumors
Don't keep us up at night
Don't keep us up, keep us up
At night
Don't keep us up, keep us up
At night
They're wondering how
We can just settle down
They wait to know
But if they knew, the way I felt for you
Girl you're the one
YOU ARE READING
Soul Eater Evans x Reader
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