WHAT IS LOVE?

[kid8dik]

WHO: Death the Kid and Maka Albarn; Closed
TONE: Derpy, cute, r-romantic??
RATING: PG
WHEN: During Prefect Duty, the night of February 8th
WHERE: Some random hallway
WHAT: KID MANS UP idk confessions??
STATUS: Ongoing

[Kid was doing his rounds with Maka, as he usually did. Typically, the rounds were something that made him slightly anxious anyway. There was always something disruptive about the paintings being slightly tilted or the placement of the suits of armor, in fact he usually did rounds with Maka because she would help keep him on track.

But of late he was anxious for a completely different reason, and his inquiry on behalf of the student body made him even more anxious. He still hadn't talked to Maka, though. But he was determined, tonight was the night.

If he didn't vomit out of nerves first.]

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[couragecore]

--Ugh, WHAT? What do you want from me? [While it doesn't make her turn to face him again, she does stop and cross her arms; almost as though she was curling up into herself.]

You've got an answer, what else could you want?

[kid8dik]

I...don't know. [This was actually kind of not how he thought things would go to be honest. But still. He stood behind her, resolved. This was it.]

But...I didn't mind— No, it was something that I enjoyed, and...I wasn't certain as to why. But I believe I understand now.

[couragecore]

[Was this really happening? Karkat insisted that it was plausible, that it would happen, but Maka wouldn't have dared to ever think that he'd ever say things like that.

It's a dream, it has to be a dream.]

What do you understand?

[kid8dik]

Maka Albarn, I...

I am in love with you.

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[couragecore]

[Those words.

She never thought she'd hear them from someone, let alone so sincerely. It's frightening. It's overwhelming. Her feelings are going through many, many acrobatics to try and process this.]

[couragecore]

[...Happy. She's happy. So why is she fighting back tears?

It doesn't matter anyway, she can't fight them. Why bother when she's still processing what to even say in response anyway...

He loves me. He loves me. This isn't a dream—what do I do now?]

[couragecore]

[A sound comes out; small, strained and completely muddled. But when it comes again, it's stronger.]

I... I love you, too!

[couragecore]

...S...so much. It hurts.

1/3

[kid8dik]

[He'd...he'd done it!! He'd told Maka! And she felt the same! He was so happyyyyy~ This was better than 8 butterflies. 88 butterflies, even!]

2/2 jk

[kid8dik]

[BUT WHY WAS MAKA CRYING? He came around so he was facing her, putting his hand on her shoulder.]

Are you upset, Maka?

[couragecore]

[What was that? Couldn't hear him, too busy smashing him with hugging.]

I'm crying because I'm happy, you idiot!

[Technically crying because of him it may be, but...in a positive manner???]

1/3

[kid8dik]

[Ahhhh the smash hugs took him by surprise!! As disorienting as they were, they seemed okay when Maka did them.]

[kid8dik]

[And he is now returning the hug.]

I'm glad~

[kid8dik]

[And, gosh. He was suddenly nervous. But.]

Would...it be alright if I kissed you, Maka?

[couragecore]

...Yes. But you don't have to ask me before doing it, it's better if it's spontaneous.

1/2

[kid8dik]

...O...okay. Yes. Of course.[He wanted to be polite, but it was better to be spontaneous? Oh god was he failing as a boyfriend already??

...Boyfriend. That's what he was now. But he might mess up, what if he wasn't good enough, he was disgusting, and incapable of even being a good–]

[kid8dik]

[And then he just ignored the nagging voices in his head, and kissed her.]

1/2

[couragecore]

[It's happening again.

It's not scary this time, it's not something that she feels shouldn't be happening. It's something she knows is mutually wanted. They don't have to hide anything or make vague gestures at each other.

It's love. They're in love.]

[couragecore]

...Kid.

You're the only man I've ever loved.

[kid8dik]

[Maka...Maka just called him a man! She'd always claimed he wasn't one because of her thoughts on males, but she called him one now, and he felt ecstatic. He honestly hadn't known it possible to feel this way. Months and months of an indefinable feeling and then. Well.

He didn't doubt it was true, but Kid had always been a sucker for flattery and wanted to hear it again.]

Really?

[couragecore]

...Yeah! You are!

[Please don't let this feeling go away.]