Everyone knew who Death The Ki

Everyone knew who Death The Kid was.
Everyone knew that Kid could get what he wanted, when he wanted it, how he wanted to get it, even if it meant by force. Kid, as a known fact, had always been obsessed with symmetry. No matter what it was, he believed that symmetry was the key, symmetry was all there ever was, which is why he loved his weapons, Liz and Patty…
Could you, too, be loved by him?
You had been friends him as a child, but you moved to study when you were younger. You’d been at DWMA for a year now, and you’ve grown to love Kid. Liz and Patty kept telling you to go for it, and Maka usually nodded along, but that doubt… It was still there. What if his honey-like eyes just glared at you, and you didn’t even get an answer, but he simply walked off?
You sighed out loud, but didn’t mean to. You quickly covered your mouth, but Kid had already turned to you. “Something wrong, ______?” He asked. You wanted to hit yourself, right then. He was being so kind, he was worrying about you! How could you even imagine those eyes glaring at you? You nodded. “Yeah, yeah, I’m fine.” You assured, but Kid seemed to realise that something was up. Kid turned around completely and grabbed your shoulders, making you look at him.
You could feel yourself blushing. Luckily, you were in your dorm. Once you transferred, Kid offered for you to take the spare room he had, for almost every other room was taken. “______, you have to tell me what’s wrong!” Kid assured. He didn’t yell, but his expression was a mix of worry and anger.
You flinched, and held up your arms. “Seriously, I’m fine, I’m fine!” You assured, smiling a little, but Kid merely shook you lightly. “Don’t joke with me!” Kid begged, pouting a little. Under normal circumstances, you would laugh now, but the mood was more serious than most conversations with Kid. Kid began to walk forward, still holding your shoulders. You walked back, and your back hit the wall. “______, I’m serious!” Kid reminded you, looking so serious, so worried. “Why are you so worried about me?!” You responded, but you never expected the reaction that you got. Kid blushed, and looked away. “It’s my job! If I don’t look after you… Your symmetry will be ruined!” Kid assured, his grip on your shoulders loosening. You could feel yourself grin. You reached you hand up to your hair and messed it up, and Kid freaked. “Hey! Your symmetry!” He yelled, trying to stop you from messing it up any more. Kid was really trying, you could tell, but it also seemed that Kid was refraining from using any force on you. You started laughing, but then you tripped over, Kid falling on top of you. You landed on your back, but Kid’s arms wrapped around you and he rolled you, absorbing the impact. Kid let go of you, rubbing his head. “Are you okay, ______?” Kid asked, blushing. “Y-you’re blushing.” I pointed out, which only made him redden even more. “So are you!” He objected, and you put your hand up to your face, and felt that it was hot. He was right, well, he was always right.
That was one thing you noticed with Kid, he was always right. He was smart and intellectual, but he didn’t disregard a social life. He had friends and he had interests and he had taste and he had smarts… He may always wear black, but he was always so happy. You had never seen him sad, only mildly upset, and it was you who usually did that.
He was always looking after you, and so worried, so it was only natural that he got upset when you wouldn’t tell him what was wrong.
Despite everything, you felt tears forming in your eyes, and Kid noticed as well, and his eyes widened. “I thought you said you were fine!” Kid called, trying to get you to look at him. You didn’t want him to see your eyes, you didn’t want him to see you cry. ‘Stop!” You called, but Kid was practically wrestling with you now, and he would win, because if it was to protect you, he was going to use force. Kid took hold of both your wrists and pinned your arms beside you, with your hands in level with your head. Kid pulled your arms up and together above your head, and he held both of them up there with only his left hand. Despite your struggles, he was able to hold you there, and you began to realise that this was truly the first time he was using his full strength with you. Kid had your hands with his left hand, and he began to wipe away your tears with his right. “______, I hate to see you like this… I beg you…” Kid began. “Tell me what’s wrong!” He finished. He looked at you hopefully, as if he weren’t forcing you. Did he not realise that he had you pinned to the floor? If he wanted to know, he could just keep you there until you spilled everything.
“I want to be loved…” You whispered softly. It was the first thing that came to mind, and you had said it before you could really think about it. Kid seemed mildly surprised. “But… Liz, Patty, Maka, Soul, Crona and I… We all love you, you’re like a sister to us, ______.” Kid assured, but you shook your head. “I want somebody to love me in the way that you want to marry someone…” you whispered, and you saw Kid reddened, which made you blush as well. Your face felt hot now, as did all of you. You had been this close to Kid for a while now, and it was beginning to make you hot.
“I’m scared that I’ll fade away to nothing. I need love’s light to guide me back onto the road, where I can be safe… I’m scared that I’ll disappear - ” You began, but Kid interrupted you.
“I won’t let you disappear.” Kid said sternly.
You looked up at him, slightly shocked. “______, do you realise how much you mean to me? The way you smile, the way you laugh, the way you tease me… It makes me feel so alive. I’ll never forget about you!” Kid argued, looking down at you. “You’d be better off forgetting about me. All I do is drag you down.” You argued weakly. Kid clenched his teeth. “You can’t drag me down, even if you tried. ______, we’re… we’re equals.” Kid argued, but you merely turned your head to the side a little. “You’re a god of death, and I’m just another student… How could we ever be equal?” You asked. Kid had always been right, but the ideas that he was spurting out now, they were ludicrous! “I’ll make you my equal, then. I’ll meet you halfway there… I’ll do anything for you, as long as it makes you happy.” Kid assured, and you looked back at him, hotter than ever. You were blushing so much now, your blood must’ve been at boiling point. “Wh-why are you always so willing to do that stuff…?” You asked, expecting no answer, but you got one, nonetheless, and it was something you’d been wanting to hear for a long time now…
“Because I love you, ______.” Kid answered simply.
You looked up, and he was looking straight into your (e/c) eyes. You were breathing in his breath now, and it was intoxicating. “Do you love me in the way that you want to marry me?” You asked, just to make sure. Kid smiled and rested his forehead on yours, using his right hand to hold your cheek. “Yes.” Kid answered simply, and you found yourself smiling.
“I… I love you too, Kid…” You whispered, only now realising how hot your breath was. Kid closed his eyes and tilted his head, his lips touching yours lightly. You closed your eyes as his lips pressed onto yours, and you were amazed as to how hot it was. Kid sucked gently on your bottom lip, demanding entry, which you gladly allowed him. He moved his fingers through your hair, but you were unable to do the same, for he still had your hands pinned above your head, not that it mattered. You savoured the taste of Kid, and explored every millimetre of his mouth. His tongue pressed onto yours, and a sweet taste filled your mouth. Kid moved his hand down your neck, over your shoulders and down your ribs until he got to your waist, and he slipped his arm underneath you, bringing you up, closer to him. Kid finally released your hands, but only to put his hands behind your shoulders, and he picked you up, as you would a child, or a princess. A princess, that’s it… You felt like a princess…
You were forced to separate when he picked you up, and almost immediately, you longed for more of him. Kid walked over and sat you on the bed, and he kissed you again. He put his left hand on the back of your neck, and the right behind you. He pulled away momentarily. “Lean back.” He whispered, sounding demanding. You did as Kid said, and your head just missed the pillow, but you had a feeling that no matter where you were, you would be comfortable if you were kissing Kid. Kid had one knee on either side of you, and he leant down to kiss you again. You tilted your head up slightly and closed your eyes as Kid kissed you again. Kid used more force this time, and you felt your whole body get pushed down, sinking into the bed. You moved your left hand to Kid’s cheek, and rested your right on his chest. Kid still ran his right hand through your hair, but his left hand was on your waist.
Kid’s legs brushed against yours, and this seemed to make him hunger for more. Kid lowered his body, so he was no longer on top of you, but more part of you. His hips collided with yours, his shoulders pressed against yours, and he let his legs slip, so his knees were next to yours, and his feet twirled around your shins. You let out a little high-pitched sound… It couldn’t be described, but you made it, and Kid opened his mouth wider, his tongue searching the back of your teeth, like a crazed, hungry animal on a hunt. Your hands sat almost idly on Kids back, for there was nowhere else to put them, or they would get crushed. You moved your hands up to Kids shoulders, and ran them down his arms, his fingers entangling in yours. Kid moved your arms to the side, so you looked like you were ready to be put on a cross, and held them there. His hands began at your shoulders, but he ran them down towards your wrists, and then he moved your arms up again, pinning them above your head once more, holding them with only his left hand. This time, however, you were unable to be contained, and your right hand escaped, going to Kid’s cheek. Kid moved to place his hand over yours, you could tell by the feeling of the folds in his suit. Your hand moved upward, going through Kid’s hair on its own accord, and Kid froze.
You opened your eyes to see that Kid’s eyes were wide, looking like little drops of honey in dishes of milk. Kid pulled away, cupping his hand over his mouth. He remained silent, which scared you, and he sat up, his feet hanging over the bed. You sat up, feeling light-headed and out of breath. “Kid, wh-what’s wrong?” You asked, and he moved his hand up to where your fingers had run through his hair. Kid stood up and walked to the mirror silently, is eyes still wide. “Kid…?” You asked again, standing up. You felt dizzy and still as intoxicated as before.
Kid’s sweet taste still tingled on your tongue, his warmth and alluring scent still lingered on your body, even though they didn’t belong to you, they felt like they were yours. Kid probably had your scent, your taste in his mouth, which he hopefully liked, but by the look in his wide eyes, something was wrong. Kid looked at himself in the mirror, and you peered worriedly over his shoulder. “Tell me what’s wrong, Kid.” You asked, and he peered at you slightly from over his shoulder. “What’s wrong?” Kid asked, as if the answer were obvious. Kid fell to his knees, holding his head. You thought something were seriously wrong, so you knelt in front of him, holding his shoulders, and he looked up at you, his eyes full of fear.
“My hair is ruffled… My symmetry… It’s wrong…!” Kid muttered, burrowing his head into your shoulder and hugging you. You sighed out loud, but you didn’t mean to, which is what got you in to this situation in the first place. “How long will I have to deal with this?” You asked sarcastically, and Kid looked up at you, smiling.
“Forever, if we’re going to be equals…” Kid answered, leaning in to kiss you again as he closed his eyes. You closed your eyes in turn as your lips fused together, and his sweet taste flowed through you once more…