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The past two weeks had been very stressful for Maka. There was an important exam coming up, and, according to what she said, it was not announced early enough. Every moment she had to herself, she would start revising.
Soul had noticed how overworked she had gotten. He had also recognized that she was growing a little distant recently from how little time she gave to herself. So, he decided to try and spice things up in their relationship.
A few days ago, Soul bought this special french cheese that he saw online. According to an influencer he saw "it's the best cheese ever". Today, that cheese finally got home and it was the perfect timing, because now he could share with Maka.
He opened the packaging and, surprisingly, it didn't smell that strong. He made a nice plate with grapes, some sliced meat, and ,most importantly, some of the cheese. He basically made a charcuterie board, but without variety and it was significantly smaller than what you would usually see. He placed the plate on the table, going to get Maka.
She was in her room, still studying, when she heard someone knock on the door.
"Come in."
Soul opened the door. Seeing Maka hunched over her desk and tired made him a little sad.
"You remember that cheese you told me not to get? Well it came and I though we could share it together."
"I'm busy right now. We can try it a different time."
Soul's smile wavered a bit. He took small steps till he was behind her and brought his his hands to her shoulders.
"Maka, you work too hard. It can't be good for your health, take a break."
"I'm not working to hard."
"Maka..."
"If I eat your stupid cheese, will you leave me alone?"
Soul flinched at her harsh reply and his grip on her shoulders tightened. He buried his face in her hair, the scent of her shampoo having some sort of calming effect.
"Maybe."
Maka finally got out of the chair she'd been sitting in for hours and let Soul guide her into the kitchen. Maka sat down and Soul, instead of sitting in front of her like they always did, sat next to her.
"So, how much was this cheese I told you not to buy?" Maka asked, inspecting one of the slices.
"I don't know. It was something around one-fifty, I think."
Soul got hit with the infamous Maka chop the second the words left his mouth. He couldn't say he regretted telling her the truth, but he contemplated how much better his life would be if he lied.
They both tasted the cheese, which happened to taste like every other brie in existence.
"That's disappointing."
"You wasted one hundred and fifty dollars on this?! This'll teach you to listen to me next time," she huffed.
After eating a few more grapes, Maka got up and headed back to her room. Soul sat there, wondering what to try next as he ate what was left of the plate.
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The next evening, Maka was still studying
and Soul contemplated what to do. He had a few ideas from the previous day, but settled on trying to seduce her out of work. He couldn't believe what he was about to do, or what he was thinking for that matter, but still went through with it.
He went to his room, and threw on a pair of sweatpants that hung low on his hips. He took of his shirt, revealing his toned abdomen. He had to admit, it was a tad embarrassing to do it, but he was convinced it would work.
He knocked on Maka's door, going inside as soon as he heard her answer. He leaned against the doorframe like they do in the books in hopes that it would add to his flair.
"Maka, I told you you're working too hard. You should take a break."
"This exam is worth thirty percent of our grade. If anything, you should be studying too," she responded, not even once glancing towards his direction.
"Don't you want to look at me while we're talking?"
She sighed, turning around in her chair. The moment her eyes laid on his physique, her cheeks got more pink. She looked him in the eyes, but her eyes kept darting to his abs. Soul looked away. He was getting more and more flustered each second she'd stare.
"What's this for?"
Soul was ready to answer questions. He had watched and read plenty tutorials on how to flirt and act sexy. What he understood best was to be confident and have a low voice. He looked her dead in the eyes, forcing his voice to be lower than usual.
"Just trying to seduce you, baby."
"Eh..."
Maka was definitely grossed out now. Yeah, right, "seducing', she thought to herself. Her face said it all. Soul cried internally at the bad reaction. But instead of taking the hint, he continued, hoping it would get better.
He went in front of her, putting his index to her lips and shushing her.
"Don't worry, Dollface. I'll ease all your worries away."
He then got hit with the Maka chop once more. Admittedly, he would have done that too if he were Maka in that moment.
"What wrong with you? Did you lose some cells recently?"
Soul frowned, placing his head on her lap and looking up.
"Maka you work too hard. It's not good for you."
"I'm studying a very normal amount," she retorted.
"You and I both know that isn't true."
Soul stood up, taking her hands in his. He guided her off of her chair and pressed a small kiss on her temple.
"You have plenty of time. No need to study so much without breaks."
Maka nodded, following him. They both laid in bed, still holding each other's hands. Soul let go of one of her hands to caress her skin. Maka smiled. It was nice being in bed with him. Maybe he was right, maybe she should study less. She let her body relax, her hand in his tightening.
This is nice.