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Summary:

The Heart has a problem. The Soul has a (terrible) solution.

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happy (very belated) pride month + disability awareness month!!!
it has been. quite some time. since I posted last. i actually wanted to get something out for pride month but ALAS. the curse of writers block spares no man.
yippie gay time

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“Soul, I have a problem.”

A loud groan, as the fridge door closed.

“What is it now?”

The Heart stepped into the kitchen, standing next to the Soul as he popped the tab of his Monster.

“It’s a Mind-related problem.”

“What, did you two have a lovers quarrel or something?”

“No. It’s just,”

Heart paused, sighing.

“He’s too tall for me to kiss on the lips.”

A beat.

“Are you serious? Is that what you’re bothering me for?”

“It is. Got any ideas?”

Soul sighed, thinking.

“...I have one.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. It’s very simple. All you have to do is…”


“Mind.”

“Yes, Heart?”

“Come here.”

The Mind shuffled into the living room, where Heart sat. Upon hearing his presence, Heart pushed himself off the couch, moving to Mind.

“Is everything alright? Are you okay?”

A long pause.

“Heart-”

Without warning, Heart reeled back, clenching his fist. His fist made contact with Mind’s stomach, causing the taller man to gasp.

“Ghk-”

Mind doubled over, groaning. He clutched his stomach in pain, snapping his head up to look at Heart.

“The hell was that for!?”

Heart smirked, leaning in.

“This.”

Heart planted his lips on Mind’s, before pulling away. Heart seemed content with his actions, as Mind’s face flushed blue.

“...You just wanted to kiss me!?”

“Yeah!”

“Why didn’t you just ask!?”

 

“Oh.”

“OH!?”

Mind groaned again, mumbling obscenities as he straightened. He stared at Heart, who now wore a dopey grin.

“Just ask me to bend over!”

“My bad.”

Standing straight now, Mind scowled at Heart (the latter beaming back at him) before rolling his eyes and leaning down ever so slightly to give Heart yet another kiss, without the assault this time.

“Are you happy now?”  

“Very.”

“You’re a little shit, you know that?”

“You love me.”

“Regrettably so.”

Notes:

i hate these goobers sm/aff
fun fact: this fic was a draft from like april 30th (which was like 95% done) and just kinda finished it up + made this (which is why its so goddamn short :pensive:)
i think it was based off of something but i can't. remember what??? for some reason

anyway i am going to ramble about my height headcannons because YOU CANT STOP ME
soul is the tallest of the 3 being like 6 foot or something like that
mind is exactly one inch shorter than soul. this is important because soul teases tf out of him all the time for it and eventually he gets so fucking mad he starts wearing platforms (which is why he is too tall for heart to kisskiss such a shame :pensive:. mind has also 100% kicked soul in the shins with those bitches at least once or twice) so he's about souls height if not slightly taller
heart is the shortest of the 3, being like an inch or two shorter than mind (platformless)

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