SoMa One Shots

Sunday

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Hey! No NSFW here, No smut! Just a little fluff cause I got bored. So here it is...
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Sundays.
Sundays are probably the best time of the week in the young scythes opinion.
Although Saturday was usually the day he was out with friends, Sundays would always come out on top.
Sunday, was a lazy day.
Usually he'd wake up in the afternoon and shower, and the rest if the day consisted of just laying around, playing video games, listening to music and spending time with his Meister. Because Sunday was the only day of the week she would relax.
He could hear her loud and clear in his thoughts.
'Week days should be spent on homework, studying, and missions. Saturday is studying and chores, and Sunday to relax.'
She explained it to him a thousand times over, as he interrupted her studying hours for attention.
The only thing was, Makas definition of relaxation was reading. Tsk. Bookworm.
He sauntered into their living area to find her laying on the couch, tangled in a blanket, and with a book in her hands. Her eyes were glued to the worn pages as she read line after line, ignoring her weapons presences.
He rolled his eyes and moved to sit at the end of the couch, lifting her feet and setting them in his lap so her could get comfortable.
He looked at her expectantly, hoping she'd put the god damn book down and pay attention to him in his hour of boredom.
"Maka." He said allowed, but her attention remained on the book in her hands.
"Maka." He repeated louder, and her eyebrow twitched in irritation, but she continued to read.
He groaned and sat up on his knees, reaching over and taking the book out of her hands, closing it, and setting it on the coffee table.
It was her turn to groan.
"Please give me back my book." She pleaded lazily, avoiding eye contact with her weapon, who was now hovering over her, pinning her to the couch, his hands intertwined with hers as she complained.
"Pay attention to me." He offered lamely, and she shook her head.
"No. I wanna read." The Meister repeated and her cheeks puffed out slightly as she pouted, bringing a smile to the demon scythes face.
"You know that book by heart." He argued, smiling sweetly down at her.
"Spend some time with your partner." He whined, burying his face in her neck, inhaling slightly and taking in the sweet scent of her hair and skin.
"No. Get off me. Pervert." She said flatly.
"Let's go get something to eat. And rent a movie." He said against her pulse, ignoring her commands.
"I was getting to the good part-"
"I don't care. Its not like you don't know what happens." He groans.
"Fuck you." She yawned, obviously bored with his attitude.
"I thought we agreed to take things slow." He teased and blush flooded her cheeks.
"You're pissing me off." She sighed, finally giving in as his lips pressed to her jaw.
"I love you too." He said as he lifted his head to look at her face, his smile soft and content.
"You're pathetic. Begging for your girlfriends attention like a neglected puppy." She giggled as he pressed his forehead to hers.
"Woof." He offered flatly as he pressed his lips to hers.
"Alright, don't push it. Get off." She chuckled as he sat up
A sweet enough start to another peaceful Sunday with his Maka.