#deaththekidxreader

first things first here: 

liz has brought this up multiple times

she’s managed to even drag soul and blackstar into these things, 

crona even! 

but kid has never budged

maka’s done self-care stuff with her, patty has, tsubaki has - 

hell, so have you!

but not kid, never kid

however

you had an idea

he usually budged to you...

and you had learned a few things from liz....

see where i’m heading here? 

yeah, it’s pretty obvious lol

you had caught him one night after a mission

he’d just returned, and wanted to have the night alone with you 

liz and patty had decided to hang out with maka, soul, blackstar, and them

but you stayed at your apartment with him

he was laying back, reading a book

classical music was playing in the background 

you had been scrolling through your phone with your head on his shoulder

but then boredom hit 

and the thought that you hadn’t spent much time to yourself lately struck you

you hadn’t really done anything special to your hair, or your nails, or even your skin lately

it felt nice to do it every once in a while

and since kid hadn’t experience that as of yet, you pieced an idea together

“hey, kid?”

“hmm?”

you cuddled into him further as he looked away from his novel

“would you want to do some facemasks with me?”

his eyes narrowed

“liz put you up to this, didn’t she?”

you gasped, dramatic as ever, and raised a hand to your chest

“not a chance! I was just asking if you wanted to try it.”

you smirked

“i know you can’t say no to me...”

he scrunched his nose, turned away and playfully scowled

“...fine, i guess. just nothing too insane.”

cue sparkles surrounding you

“thank you, thank you, thank you!”

one last glomp was all it took and you were dashing to your bathroom to get everything you needed

face masks, cleanser, moisturizer, serums, oils, you name it

it was all there, ready to use

you knew that you would have to ease him into it either way

so you started

you let him pick what music gets played, any of the shows or movies you guys ended up watching 

it helped him

enough

you washed your face first, let him go next, and then proceeded onto the next steps

“okay, so - time for the face masks.”

“damn you, woman...you were waiting for this.”

your smug face said it all

he slid in front of you and left you go to town

eye masks went on, face masks went on, and even a couple cucumbers after a bit of time 

you were surprised that he had let you do so much already 

but no complaints! no complaints

just surprise

he actually seemed to be enjoying it

(as long as he wasn’t seeing the mask application in the mirror)

you couold have sworn that he was literal putty when you two were riding out the wait time on a peel-off mask

quiet relaxation

...until you got another idea

you had noticed your nails were looking a little...nasty lately

and you noticed kid’s hands

they were clean, but his nails were a little long

and his hair even looked a little dry

“...hey, kid?”

an almost uncharacteristic lazy hum came from him

“could i paint your nails? i’ll let you do mine, and you can choose the color.”

he raised an eyebrow, looked at his hands, looked at yours, then looked at you 

silence...

“as long as you’ll let me pick the colors.”

your semi-dry and almost unmovable face wiggled into a smile

you about spoke, about to ask about his hair-

“and yes, i will let you do my hair. same stipulations apply, though, darling.”

it took all of your willpower to not glomp him yet again

but what mostly stopped you was the fact that the mask might get stuck on your clothes and you didn’t want that

there was still one more mask to put on, that one being a moisturizing peel-off

so, you let him do yours, and you did his

(in the bathroom. obviously)

(like hell that gloopy stuff would reach your carpet)

that in itself took a hot minute since kid was determined to make your mask even

and he was so gentle while doing it too, it made you red-

and you had made sure to repay him by making his as symmetrical as possible in return

once the masks were on and the bathroom was cleared, you dug out your nail care materials

cuticle scissors, a metal cuticle remover, orange sticks, polish remover, multiple different colors of nail polish, base coats, top coats, et cetera et cetera

there was a lot

but no matter, you were going to do it

“that’s a bit much, don’t you think?”

“hmm? trust me, it’s really not when everything is ready, kid.”

sucking in a breath, he then sighed

“...alright, i’ll trust you on this. but i’m still picking the colors we’re using.”

and you left him to it.

you gathered all of the items you needed to show him how to care for the nails before the polish (as well as the base and top coats)

and kid had began to look through the colors you had.

he’d pulled out a simple black for him, and consulted you for yours

a (fav/color) polish and (black/white) were his picks for you

“how about this? would you like these colors?”

“kid, of course! i’m good with whatever you choose.”

“hmm, alright. i’m ready to begin.”

and so, it begins

you started on him, letting him watch what you did 

from getting rid of the excess dead skin around the nails, to buffing them to prep for the polish

even how to properly apply the nail polish to the nail

(though that ‘proper technique’ could be debateable-)

you let him dry his nails off before he did yours as well

he was adamant about that

he really wanted them to last :’)

(it really was sweet)

you could tell that he had paid attention to your teachings, too

he was making sure to cleanly and carefully care for your nails

the time it took was a bit long, but hey!

he did really well, and it made you really happy

and then did things get even more particular

he’d buffed the nail lightly, brushed away the dust, and when he went to put on the base coat

he nearly knocked the bottle of acetone over

“oh no!”

“i’ve got it!”

you caught it before it hit the ground, luckily

and only a tiny bit fell out

but it was still a little terrifying and left you a little more wary

kid was a little bit frozen

“kid, darling?”

silence

“kid?”

silence

“...kid?”

silence

you rolled your eyes, leaning in and pecking him on the lips

his ear turned red when you did

“...”

“...”

“...yes, i’m alright. let’s continue.”

so he did 

and he did wonderfully! 

the colors alternated per nail

(matching on each hand, obviously) 

and the cuticles were free of polish

nail shapes were perfect

everything was beautiful

and with that, you let them dry

you’d leaned your head against his shoulder once again, his arm draped softly against your shoulders

you peeked at the glossy black on his hands and smiled before letting the gentle music run through the room

and then it came time to remove the masks and do the hair

he was up first, obviously

(he said it was because he wanted to rest, but you knew he was beginning to see why nights like these were so great)

(that, and he wanted to learn how to do it himself) 

you had him tilt his head back against the bathtub in your bathroom

starting the water, finding the perfect temperature for it, and starting the showerhead all followed within seconds

he had his eyes closed and was sighing despite the uncomfortable position

you grabbed your shampoo and conditioner, preparing to wash his hair

and give him a head massage

“ah, (y/n) darling?”

“yes?”

“could you, perhaps...move a little closer to my temples?”

“of course.”

so you did.

he probably had a headache, or just some stress that he needed to relieve

it felt great for him, and he really did nearly fall asleep as you washed out the conditioner

(you already washed out the shampoo, don’t worry)

then, finally you grabbed the clear hair gloss and applied it to his hair, massaging that into his hair 

and while that settled, you laid back and kid washed your hair

gentle, and sweet, and very careful would be the only thing that could be used to describe the way he did your hair 

you had explained everything to him, and he took it in eerily well

buy hey, you couldn’t complain

he was never as relaxed as he was in that moment, and you wouldn’t ever wish to be the one to ruin the moment for him

when it came time to apply the gloss, he thoroughly did so

again, massaging it into your hair

and switching out once again to wash it out of his hair and apply a leave-in conditioner just to make sure that it stays nice, soft, and healthy

and you showed him how to do that, and he took it in once again and repeated the care process on your hair

and then came the fun part:

the drying process

you both had used a hair towel that wrapped around your heads to get most of the moisture out, but then you pulled out a hairdryer

“(y/n).”

“kid.”

“is that really necessary?”

“it’s easier to do and takes less time. plus, it’s been proven to be healthier for the hair.”

sigh

“fine then.”

you dried his hair on low heat, slowly using a comb and brushing it through the super slight and rare knots in his raven head

he observed you in the mirror as you did so 

(he loved the sight, but he would rather be sentenced to purgatory than admit that) 

(in the moment, at least) 

if you have straight/not-so-wavy-or-curly hair, then:

you handed the hairdryer to him, and he followed your example to the letter

he really tried to target any of the knots that were in your hair

and it tugged a bit hard a couple times

but that’s what comes with brushing and drying the hair

once the drying was done, you both combed out the remaining knots and proceeded to relax

if you have wavy/curly hair, then: 

he let you walk him through the process of drying and care

(not much here since the process is different for everybody)

but no matter, you both decided to lay back down on the sofa in the living area and watch a random tv show

you had you rhead laid against his lap

he had a hand running through your hair, and the other held your hand that was laid against your chest

“how was that, kid? you enjoy it?”

he hummed

“yes, i did. though i don’t really see myself doing it too often.”

“yeah, right. give me a call when you want to do it again.”

“yes, of course, my dear. now, how about we watch the show?”

rolling your eyes, you turned your head to the television and watched

kid wasn’t paying attention to the show, rather to you

but no matter

it relaxed him, and he frankly couldn’t ask for anymore from a night with you

(when he went home that night, liz and patty noticed his nails and gave him hell for it though)

(he decided then that he could only put up with you doing this for him rather than liz or patty)

Death the Kid

straight outta the gate, he knew about your work at your mother’s daycare

he had to deal with a particularly dangerous kishin that attacked the workplace a while back, and he saw you as he took care of the tainted soul despite you already prepared to use your arm to fight against the monster

but what he didn’t know was that you worked so well with the children.

your intelligence is what drew him to you, and though he had his suspicions about your great understanding of children

this was unexpected.

he seriously thought that you would be more likely to take up the receptionist position.

you were very sociable, so that was where he thought you’d decide to volunteer as it would utilize your sociability and intelligence.

but this was odd.

he was patrolling around Death City, not failing to notice what he needed to

but this?

yeah, no - this was new.

he saw you and your mother, standing outside beside the playground with the kindergarteners

pushing them on the swings and lifting them onto higher structures if needed

frankly, the sight was adorable.

he noticed the way your eyes lit up when you were around the children, almost a motherly appeal in them

and when he saw the whole picture, he was even more starstruck by you.

you are so good with children,. 

like seriously.

most of the time, they look at him and look away or decide to make a fuss about his - shiver - hair. 

so this was something only he could dream about. 

it’s only when he brings this up to you that you realize he had seen you that day. 

“so, dear, you volunteer at the kindergarten downtown?”

holdup- 

“uh...yeah. why are you asking?”

“well, i was asking on behalf of an event that you could participate in.”

turns out he wanted to invite the kids to see the DWMA, and wanted to know if you’d be willing to go with him and guide the group despite it being a weekday. 

if your mom was down, so were you

luckily, your mom was ecstatic

and lord death was 100% down for it

so this was happening

eventually the day came, and all of the students were so happy to hear that they would be seeing the big school that they always saw from different points in town. 

when they saw you, though, they all ran to hug you tightly.

the sight made kid a little jealous lol

either way, they also spotted the boy beside you, and a few of them questioned who he was.

so, before he could go on a formal route, you stopped and introduced him yourself

“his name is death the kid, and he’s lord death’s son.”

“is he your boyfriend?” 

cue the matching tomato faces

your mom knew, she loved him

and normally she would stop this immediately, 

but the scene right in front of her eyes was entertaining and not harmful so- 

the tour of the school started, and as you and kid introduced the rooms and class system to the kids,

he had an almost vice-grip on your hand the whole time. 

sometimes, his grip could be painful, but this was one of those secure ones where you didn’t feel like you were going to slip at any second.

it made you feel happier, maybe a little more confident to present what you were presenting

until it hit lunchtime, where the children gathered around you and listened intently as you told stories of goings-on at the DWMA

kid and your mom listened to the occurrence from behind

“so you and my daughter?”

“miss/ms./mrs., if i may-” 

overall, though, the whole scene left the dual color-haired teen feeling even more happiness at the sight of you.

intelligent, gorgeous, talented, and kind and sweet? 

what more could a man want than someone as perfect as you?

following the tour, you and kid sat down and talked.

after some time, you and him came to the conclusion to take him with you sometimes.

because some of the kids really were starting to like him. 

eventually, it became a common occurrence for him to join you when volunteering on the weekends.

at one point, they targeted kid and called him big brother when you brought him to the kindergarten.

so yeah, you and kids? the sight is the perfect way to get him to turn firetruck red, so use it. 

and him and kids? vice versa, he can and will use it. 

Ciel Phantomhive

listen, he knows you’re the closest thing to an actually good angel

but this was a whole new level of angel

he never really completely understood why you decided to do what you do, but he knows you’re pure-hearted

so could someone please explain to short blueberry wealth over here why he was surprised to see that you volunteered at a kindergarten?

let’s just say that when your mom was called upon to answer questions about the last time she had seen a notorious burglary suspect

and he saw you interacting with the children inside on his way out.

he blushed.

he couldn’t help it! the scene was too cute, and it made him feel something domestic!

(yeah, sebastian had a field day with the scene of ciel trying to cover his completely red face with his outerwear.)

anyway, the event made him see you in an even brighter light.

your kindness knows no bounds, does it? 

either way, he had to uphold an image.

as much as he wanted to gush about how sweet it made him feel and how much more beautiful it made you, he couldn’t

whether that was because he just couldn’t be overly sweet by nature or if it was his mature aura he had to exude to do business, he didn’t know

but yeah

he loved the image, and he went to any lengths to see it happen.

in fact, he took some extreme lengths for the children the kindergarten.

after doing some basic research on the kindergarten, it didn’t charge much for people to send their children there. 

at all. 

so he became aware that it was a kindergarten for poor families. 

(and he became flustered again. sebastian saw, teased him for it, then got commanded to clean up whatever mess the other servants of the manor had made.)

with this knowledge, he had specifically asked for Funtom toys to be sent to the kindergarten and gifted to the children. 

he originally planned to keep his name out of the endeavor, but that plan went bust when he remembered the image.

again, the domesticity that he felt from the image just- 

yeah, he was blushing again

and this was his reason behind showing up at the kindergarten and formally giving the children the toys.

you hadn’t known that he was going to do this, so your shocked face was very obvious.

the kids were shocked, but very grateful.

one of them even called him brother, and though it was odd, he found the statement oddly endearing and awkwardly patted the small boy’s head.

that’s when you blushed. 

after all of the children had their gifts and were sent off for nap time, your mother thanked him face-to-face. 

you were stood beside her in the doorway, trying to simultaneously keep an eye on the children and keep an eye on your short significant other

the blush never left your cheeks, and as you saw his hesitance to show any real “emotion” (if you get what i mean) you chuckled.

ciel still found the image so loving, and he still couldn’t help but get flustered but,

after all of this and the many times after that he provided support for either the kindergarten itself or the kids, you started to tease him.

(on the sidelines, sebastian was teasing the two of you which always resulted in him being instructed to do some offhand task elsewhere as a ploy to get him to leave the room)

since dtk (essentially) canonically has ocd (though it is usually played off for comedic effect and is very over the top) i think he’d be able to grasp that his female s/o’s adhd is nothing to laugh at

which also means, if the two were dating, they’d both carry meds for the other

the alternative to that would be his s/o packing them when he and the twins weren’t looking, and dtk packing them when his s/o and their partner weren’t looking 

(it can go either way, weapon or meister.) 

that is only if the missions they take are away from Death City, though.

otherwise, the two would be each other’s fall back if they were to forget their meds or have a break in thinking 

so, when kid is going into an anxiety attack because something at his home isn’t symmetrical, his s/o would be beside him and rubbing his shoulder until they can pull him away to talk.

i imagine he wouldn’t date anyone unless he could trust them, so if he were to let you pull him away to calm down, that right there-

that’s a true sign of trust on his part. 

if he didn’t take his meds that day, too?

she’s on it, right in her bag! 

she’d be very much on top of his health and wellbeing

vice versa, though

he’d be immediately on guard and almost overly protective of her if she were to deal with any issues

no meds? everyone, stay away. let me get her medicine, and leave us be for a few minutes. 

panic attack? it’s okay, darling, you can cry on my shoulder. talk when and if you feel comfortable.

an injury? everyone, back away and have someone call an ambulance/the nurse. (depending on the situation of course.) 

and, since the likelihood that you two met in school while at the DWMA is very high, both of these scenarios can happen to the both of you.

on the other hand, these things are normal occurrences for the both of you alone.

since you two understand each other’s problems on a certain level, there would be a deep sense of relation on both your parts

with that being there, i can’t imagine that either of you would leave the other’s side in their times of need.

though, sometimes, these things can become overbearing in the relationship

that doesn’t mean that the feeling lasts forever.

you both are there whenever you two need each other

so, if you get extremely hyper on any occasion, dtk is there and prepared to calm you down.

if he gets very controlling and commandeering in terms of symmetry, you are there to stop his tyrant attitude and bring him down a few pegs

you forgot to refill your meds? well, he’s there to help you from your panic until you get the refill

he can’t find his meds? you always have some spares for him with you when he needs to take them.

just, overall?

the common ground the two of you have is a very stressful thing to deal with, but you two are just what you need to bring you both down from your struggles with the problems.

and this also leads to some very romantic gestures on both parts, though mostly from dtk

if you suffer from more scary episodes, he will not hesitate to treat you to a big and fancy dinner, nor will he hesitate to provide a big bouquet of red roses for you

just, generally a big fluffy and secure relationship.