Summary: Natsu is the secretly fire breathing, half-dragon coffee shop employee. Lucy is the haggard pre-med regular who's worried for his health. A story told in 200 word drabbles.
Disclaimer: Fairy Tail belongs to the wonderfully talented artist and story writer Hiro Mashima.
From tumblr: "i'm a med student who has a huge crush on the hot guy who works at the coffee shop who always gives me free drinks when i'm stressed and calls me princess even though i pretend i think it's annoying but i'm extremely concerned about him because he always smells like smoke so i always give him lectures about how terrible cigarettes are for you and i may have made a powerpoint which is probably excessive but lung health is extremely important and oops it turns out he's part-dragon or something hahahaha oops"
Author's notes: A story with short chapters that will be posted in instalments of three or more, probably. Each chapter will be exactly 200 words in length.
01: The Coffee Shop
With the sweltering humidity of high summer fanning her back, it was the tantalizing prospects of air-conditioning that prompted Lucy to stagger into the little coffee shop wedged between her favourite boutique and the local grocery store. The bell above the doors jingled merrily as she stepped in, and Lucy was met not only with the beautiful, glorious smack of cool air, but also soft violin music, meandering from the counter.
At this hour, the café was half full. Workers on break and the occasional college student busied themselves on their laptops. Lucy joined the short line at the front, taking in the eclectic décor: cute wooden stools and metal-based tables, the walls painted a textured, cozy slate gray. There was a large selection of pastries lined up behind the glass casing, and Lucy eyed them hungrily. She dug into the pockets of her jeans, fishing around for loose change.
The barista waved her over. Lucy shook out a crumpled five dollar bill and a handful of quarters onto the counter, peering at the display. "Er… one Chai Latte and a strawberry tart please."
"Coming right up Miss!" he said cheerfully, grin wide and easy and pointed at the tips.
Date first published: March 23, 2016