Cologne
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Summary: AU/High School – Who knew Gray was a sniffer?
Cologne (Rated T)
Gray inhaled deeply when Natsu sat down next to him during class. For some reason, the salmon-haired teen was letting off a different aroma. A more exotic aroma. His eyes panning the smaller teen's form, Gray leaned a little closer, trying to be inconspicuous as he sniffed him.
"What the hell are you doing?" Natsu shrieked, jumping from his seat as he stared down at Gray with wide eyes.
"Mr. Dragneel, please sit down," scolded Carla-sensei.
Natsu reluctantly plopped himself back into his seat. Thank goodness they sat near the back of the classroom, because it meant that he could…talk to the bastard without being discovered.
"Did you just smell me?" Natsu hissed through his teeth.
"It's possible," Gray replied, amusement clearly showing in his eyes.
"It's possible, my ass! You were sniffing me! And I wanna know why!" he demanded softly.
Gray smirked mischievously before answering. "My little dragon smells different today. And I just wanted to know what it was."
Blushing, Natsu glared at him. "I'm not a little anything and I'm not yours!" he spat. "And I just put on cologne today. That's all."
"I don't think that's it," Gray stated thoughtfully.
Natsu grew confused. "What else could it be? That's the only thing that's different."
"Is it?" questioned Gray, moving close enough to him so that their noses were barely touching. Suddenly, a hand started stroking Natsu's thigh…and it was not his own. "Because I think my little dragon is giving off the scent of his own pheromones. Is my little dragon ready to mate with me? Because your sweet scent has got me all riled up."
Natsu gaped at him. How could…someone say something like that? And so bluntly? When his mouth finally stopped imitating that of a fish's, he forcibly removed Gray's hand from his leg and glared at him full force.
"You fucking, horny bastard!" Natsu seethed as quietly as he could.
"Sorry, little dragon. But your sensual aroma made me this way."
Natsu leapt from his seat and screamed at him. "I am not giving off any fucking pheromones!" he roared, fuming at Gray, who was smirking again.
"Mr. Dragneel, as much as I enjoy your arbitrary yet ludicrous outbursts, I will not say this again. Sit down," ordered Carla-sensei.
Natsu blushed full force then. He'd said that out loud? That loud? Sliding back into his seat, Natsu wished that the floor could swallow him whole.
Stupid cologne. He was never wearing the stuff ever again. It was just going to get him into trouble. Or worse…molested by a certain stripper—seriously, who lost their shirt during class—who kept staring at him.
Yep. Cologne was definitely a bad idea.
End