Absolutely not edited, but I really liked this prompt. Two vampire friends get drunk and describe the other one because they can't use mirrors. If you like it let me know!
"Hey thanks Gray," I wave to our friend and his girl before turning back to Lucy.
"No problem bro," Gray smirks. Juvia laughs before lunging out the open window and grabbing Lucy in a hug. The girls giggle together for a moment before Gray finally pulls his girlfriend back into the car. "See you guys tomorrow at the meeting!" with a final wave they drive off.
"Come on Luce," I offer my hand to her. The giggly blonde throws herself into my arms and nuzzles her face against my neck. "L-L-Lucy?" I squeak in surprise. She must have drank too much blood and wine.
"Natsu," she coos at me. I felt a flush creep up my neck as I gently pry her arms from around my neck. "Have I ever told you that you have pink hair?" she hiccupped in my face.
"W-What?!" I stutter.
She giggled, "Mhmmm it's all spiky and the color of my blush. It's so pretty," she runs her fingers through my hair. "Oh! It's so soft!" she laughs.
"A-alright Luce we gotta get inside. The sun is almost up," I pull her behind me as I walk up the few steps to my front door. The neighborhood itself was a nice one, almost everyone on the block was some kind of supernatural being. The few humans that live on this block are all clueless kids. Well they were mostly in their thirties, but that is a child's age to an immortal. "Alright missy up the stairs and don't step on Happy!"
"Natsu!" she croons my name before turning and pulling on my jacket. She definitely drank too much. "Can you tell me what color is my hair now?"
"What?!" I was so stunned that I didn't stop her as she pulled me down into couch. She started to pull out her hair and those pin things she always uses go flying everywhere. "Lucy I think you need to go to bed."
"Natsu!" she protests. She stands up and I thought she was going to go upstairs instead she goes into the kitchen. When she doesn't come back after five minutes I become a little concerned.
"Luce?" I call out to her. A muffled noise and an unintelligible sound was my only response. I was just about to get up and go get her when she appeared back in the room with another bottle of wine. "Lucy!" I growl at her. "Give that to me and go to bed!"
"No!" she responds stubbornly. I move right into her face and even though I tower over her I always remember that she can put me down. She took a swig of the red and moved back towards the coach. When she pat the seat next to her I merely roll my eyes and comply, no point in fighting with her.
"What is it that you want Lucy?" I ask. She thrusts the bottle into my face and without another word I take the bottle and drink deeply from it. I wipe my mouth with the back of my hand. "Lucy?" I question as she moves closer to me. She brings her hands up and runs them through my hair again. I can't help but lean into the touch as she trails her fingers down to the nape of my neck.
"You have such pretty eyes," she murmurs. "They're onyx in color. Just so mesmerizing," her breathe smells like a mixture of flowery wine and heady blood. "And your face is so angular and look at this strong jaw," she trails one hand across my jaw. Suddenly all the drinking I've done caught up with me. She was just too close. I pushed her back gently and stood up.
"I'm going to bed," I state. She pouts before taking a swig from the bottle again. "And I'm going to take that!" I snatch it from her and just down the rest of it.
"Hey!" she protests grumpily. "The least you could do is tell me what I look like," she pouts again.
I sigh, "Lucy you have Ezra and Juvia and Levy and Cana and…and a ton of other girls who tell you how you look all the time!" I throw my hands in the air in exasperation. Her eyes look a little watery and suddenly I've found myself drunk with a teary eyes girl. "D-don't cry Luce! Hey look!" I grab a piece of her hair and hold it up between us. "Your hair is ah…yellow!"
"J-Just yellow?" she whispers.
'Shit, shit, shit!' I think as I wrack my brain for a different answer. "N-no! Of course it's not just yellow!" I laugh humorlessly. "It's more like honey! Yeah it's golden and always smells good, too!" A small smile plays on her lips.
"I smell good?" she murmurs.
"Of course! Have you seen your bathroom? You own like half of all the beauty products in Magnolia! There is no way for you to not smell good!" She smiles broadly at me this time and if my heart worked I'm sure it would have stopped. "A-also," I add semi-confidently, "your eyes are a really pretty brown color. Like chocolate from a fountain!" she laughs at that.
"Have I ever told you that you have really muscular arms?" she reaches out and pokes my bicep. "I never understood why you like me beat you in fights," she sighs.
"What?! I never let you beat me!" I huff indignantly. "You just have too many contracts with demons for it to ever be a fair fight," I whine.
"Oh so because I get along with demons you can't beat me?" she laughs.
"I like your laugh," I blurt out. She stops suddenly and I watch a pretty blush cross her face. "Also your face is so cute when you're embarrassed," I don't know why the words were falling out of my mouth. Apparently I didn't know how to stop, "and you always look so pretty when you smile Luce. I like it better when you're smiling—when you're sad…it breaks my heart."
"N-Natsu?" she stammers. I thought for sure she was about to hit me or summon one of her friends. Instead she launches herself at me and nuzzles her face into my neck again. "What else?" she sighs contently against me.
"Um…oh you are super strong! When you start jumping through the air it's awesome to watch you fight! You could easily be the strongest person in our coven for sure!" I grin at her. She laughs and laughs as I tell her more about herself. Sometimes she interjects her observations of me, but mostly she just listens to me talk. It was almost four in the afternoon when we started to drift.
"I think it's time for bed," Lucy states with a yawn.
"Ugh I don't wanna move," I complain.
"Mhm." She hums before grabbing the throw blanket and snuggling up next to me. "Okay let's just sleep here," she smiles drowsily at me. "Night Natsu," she whispers before kissing my cheek. I felt that flush creep up my neck again and instead of responding I merely wrap my arms around her. We both drift off into a content sleep after a night of describing one another.