Soul Eater Oneshots

Edited: 06/04/18

"Ugh!" I yell out, slamming my head on the table.

"(Y/n), you can take a break if you want." Crona says across from the table, reaching out to take my hand. I respond by only moaning. Who knew planning a wedding was so stressful?

"Why is this so hard?" I ask to no one in particular.

"Then take a break. I'll handle this." I stand up, defeated by the simple task. At least, it seemed simple. There are so many decisions and arrangements to be made. We still have to send out invites for our own freaking wedding!

Walking out of the room, I head for the couch. The binder closes and papers shuffle as I plop down on the cream coloured sofa. My right hand spins the ring on my finger. It seems to become a comfort thing, that whenever I am stressed or overwhelmed I just stare at my fingers twirling the small gold band around and around.

I sigh again, and close my eyes, hoping to have a nap. That does not happen. I feel someone sit next to me.

"You know. We don't really have to do this." Crona says.

"Why? There is no other option. I am just stressed. It will get done. I just want it to be perfect, or as close to as it can be."

"If you want, and only if you want, we could just run away. It was only a joke idea, but we could do it. Find some place and get married there. Just the two of us. We didn't even get invites out. Just tell Maka or Kid or someone and leave. Skip the wedding and planning."

"What? You really would be okay with that?" I open my eyes and look at Crona. He smiles that cute smile, and I melt inside, even after all this time. It was a crazy proposition, but I like crazy. I was down for not having to make all these decisions, and for just having a simple celebration to be lawfully bound to my love, Crona.

"Yeah."

"What after?" I ask. "Do we just go and come back?"

"We could."

"Sounds good. When?"

"Any time you want my love." Crona leans over and plants a soft kiss on the bridge of my nose. I hold his hand.

"Late tonight. Tell Maka right before we leave."

~Small Skip~

We walk to the door, I place my one hand on it. Our clothing choices weren't too fancy. Just a simple (f/c) dress that went to my ankles, and some matching flats for me. And a simple suit, for Crona.

"Ready?" I ask Crona.

"Yeah. You?"

"Yeah."

"Good."

We end the conversation, and push the door open, going inside.

Doing what I am now, getting married in private, is not what I thought I would do. But I am happy, nonetheless.