Soul Eater Evans is a 19 year old, black blooded weapon. His meister, Maka Albarn, is 18. It's been almost 4 years since their battle with Asura, and Maka has never been the same. Straight after defeating the Kishen, she was taken into the hospital. There she stayed for half of the year, healing not only mentally but physically as well. After being released, she was mute. Refusing to speak more than very few words to anyone but her partner, Soul Eater Evans, and surprisingly enough, her father.
After a year, Soul had completely fallen for her. He was no longer just her caretaker, weapon, and partner. He was her boyfriend.
But he wants to be more.
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"Master Soul?..."
Soul looked up to meet Maka's eyes as his eyes danced a satisfied waltz.
"Yes, my love?"
Maka's face fell in a blushing mess and her smile was wide.
"Yes, I'm your love! Just me!"
She giggled and threw herself into Souls arms and she wiggled and giggled in his arms. Pressing her face against the name of his neck, and breathing him in, her body relaxed into his.
"You smell so lovely. All mine. You smell like all mine."
Soul kissed her forehead as he gripped her waist and picked her up enough for her to wrap her legs around his waist. He smiled happily and enjoyed the feeling of her body against his in a pure way.
"Yes baby, all yours."
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"You're different from what I expected," she said softly.
"How so?" he asked, glancing at her.
"I don't know," she replied, searching for the right words. "You just... have this way of making people feel like they matter. Even here, in this... nightmare."
He was quiet for a moment before responding. "You matter, Y/n. Don't forget that."
OR
Y/n wakes up in the deadly Squid Game, surrounded by strangers and fighting to survive. What she doesn't know is that the mysterious Frontman is watching her every move through the cameras- and she's caught his attention.