Gajeel used to hate mornings. Loathe them, even.

He just wasn't a morning person, he wished he could sleep until two o' clock everyday, without a thought in his head. But his work was just enough to get him to throw his covers off of himself in annoyance and get dressed. He was a metal sculptor, he's a freelancer but he's popular enough to receive a steady income of requests. He would sit in his workshop, a small room in his apartment that was overflowing with tools and scrap metal, and simply build the sculptures, structures, and sometimes devices that his clients requested of him. But before noon, he was always at his worst. He was slow, sloppy, and impatient, even after three cups of coffee. Nothing could motivate him in the early hours.

that is, until she came along.

The first time he saw her was completely by chance, and he wasn't even near her. He had only started working fifteen minutes ago, and he, of course, can't stay focused. He looks out his window for only a second, but in that one second he saw her, and couldn't look away.

She was a very short, very cheery, very cute young woman, who was at the book store across the street. She had this short, choppy blue hair, tucked under a headband, which made him wonder what it would feel like in between his fingers. She wasn't very developed at the chest, but he didn't mind that at all, he actually liked smaller breasts. But her backside was certainly something else. He licked his lips at her gorgeous ass and thighs, and the short, orange dress she wore only made them look even more enticing. He had never felt so attracted to someone so quickly, he didn't even know this girl's name, but he already wanted to hold her small form in his arms.

After she left the store, and out of his sight, he expected to feel disappointed. When instead, he felt inspired. That morning, Gajeel worked harder than he ever had, and actually finished three requests within only five hours, which was a huge improvement.

And soon, seeing her was the thing that got him up everyday.

Every single day, he would get up and get ready without haste, and sit at his window, waiting for her to come by. And every single day, she would visit the book store, while he watched her from afar. And after she left, he would work, work, work. However, sometimes she would distract him a bit too much. For example, one day she wore a dress he had never seen before, he assumed she had just bought it recently, and she kept twirling and spinning around, admiring the way it moved when she did so. And she looked so incredibly adorable. He spent the next three hours in a daze, just thinking about her twirling. And another time, she wore very short shorts and heels that made her ass look absolutely delectable. He was able to keep his cool, however. At least until she had to bend over to pick up a book, giving him a perfect view of her behind.

He had to take a very long, very cold shower after that.

He knew that the way he watched her was kind of creepy, but he couldn't help it, the sight of her always drew him in. Besides, he never tried to get her information or follow her at all, he would just watch her for ten minutes or so, and then work with vigor. He never even considered talking to her, he wouldn't know what to say, "Hi i'm gajeel, I've been watching you from my apartment for a while, wanna get some coffee?" No. If he ever talked to her, he would definitely not say that. He considered talking to her as just a fantasy, and continued the usual routine.

Then one day, he got a request for a small bookshelf. He hadn't made a bookshelf since his training with Metalicana, and he wasn't sure how to make this one "original" and "whimsical" like this chick requested in the email. But he did try…and try…and try.

He was fuming.

He was frustrated and lost, he didn't know how to make this whimsical bullshit and he was done. But the next day, after he had seen the blue haired girl, he was inspired by her once again.

As he worked, he thought of the different waves in her hair, the ribbons and bows on her dress that day, and worked the metal into curly, wavy ribbons that cascaded all around the basic frame. He even made metal books and attached them to the top, and sculpted little flowers and attached them all around the shelf.

He had never made anything more girly in his life, but at least it was done. Normally, he mails his clients request to them by mail, but sometimes they would live in the same town, and would deliver it himself. And this was one of those cases, in fact this woman lived only thirty minutes away from him. So he pulled his flat wagon from the side of his building and pushed the boxed bookshelf all the way to her building

He walked in and took the elevator up to the fifth floor, to apartment 5C. He knocked on the door, and soon heard a high pitched voice shout

"Just a second!" He sighed, and waited for about half a minute, hearing pushing and dropping of what sounded like books, then the door finally opens. The woman steps into sight and-

…..HOLY SHIT.

Her…it was…IT WAS HER! The blue haired girl he had admired for so long, and she was RIGHT IN FRONT OF HIM. He forgot how to breathe

"Hello, I- *GASP* Is that my shelf?!" she pointed at the box on the wagon with hope in her eyes. She was so cute…she has the biggest brown eyes he had ever seen and he loved them

….oh wait, she was talking to him, wasn't she? He should probably respond.

"Um..y-yeah it is" he said with a forced serious look, and a blush, as he looked to his right

"Great! Come on in!" She opened up the door wide for him and walked back towards her couch

He was losing it. He was with her. right now. in her apartment. He didn't know what to do with himself except pretend that he hasn't been secretly admiring her from afar for the past month.

"So are you a personal delivery guy for Gajeel Redfox? You don't look like the mail man." she asked with a big smile and a small giggle (an adorable giggle)

Wait, she KNOWS MY NAME! Oh, well, he does have his name on the website, so thats actually not very surprising. But still, he got chills when she said his name, like it was a beautiful song that he wanted to hear over and over again.

"A-Actually, I'm Gajeel." he said with a quiet voice as he continued to try and hide his blush from her under his long black hair

her eyes went wide as she quickly turned towards him "Wait, WHAT?! YOU'RE GAJEEL?! OH MY GOD!" she ran to him and stood a mere inch or two away from him

OH GOD SHE'S SO CLOSE. She smells so nice…and…oh fuck her dress was very low cut, he could see the smooth, cream colored valley between her breasts

the desire he had to touch them could destroy a small country.

"It is SO nice to meet you!" she shook his hand vigorously, "I absolutely LOVE your work! I have wanted to order something from you for so long but i had to wait until i had saved enough money, after all, teachers don't get paid very much. But if I had the money I would order from you all the time-" as she went on she looked at him with admiring eyes that almost made him melt.

"-Anyways I'm Levy McGarden!" Levy McGarden…he would remember that name for the rest of his life.

"U-um hi, I-I'm Gajeel." he managed to get out in response. She giggled at his cute stutter and the small blush she noticed on his face "I know"

Oh, right, duh.

After a moment of awkward silence, she went over to the box and began opening it.

Oh god, that's right, that shelf…It's HER shelf! He made that for LEVY. Oh fuck, what if she didn't like it, what if she thought it was stupid?!

After cutting through all the tape and opening the two sets of flaps, she saw her shelf. A wide smile appeared on her face and she put her hands to her cheeks

"Oh my goodness it's beautiful! I LOVE it!" She said as she ran her hands over the metal ribbons

She liked it, oh thank god, he didn't think he could live with himself otherwise.

"It's so beautiful! Thank you so much!" She said as she hugged-HOLY CRAP SHE HUGGED HIM

That was it, he could die happy now. He didn't need anything else.

He stood in the same spot after she hugged him and stared off in shock, until he noticed that she was struggling to pick the shelf up.

"Oh, um let me help…" he moved to her and picked the shelf up, and out of her hands

"Oh, thank you! You're really strong!" his chest swelled with pride, and he couldn't help but smirk, breaking his serious frown "Thanks…shorty" he couldn't help the last minute nickname, she was just so small compared to him.

"Short-I'm not that short!" She puffed out her cheeks in a pout, shit was it cute. He couldn't help but laugh "Gihi, yeah you are"

"No, you're just a giant!" he laughed again, and soon she couldn't hold her pout, and starting laughing as well. After they calmed themselves, Gajeel helped Levy nail the shelf up on the wall near her couch. She then paid him, and she escorted him to the door.

"Thank you again, the shelf is gorgeous!" she told him with a big smile, which he returned, of course "No problem, I'm glad you liked it" He was sad to leave her, he might never talk to her again. He was content with that before, but now that he's done it already, he can't imagine not talking to her again. But they said their goodbyes and parted. Gajeel counted the money she paid him as he went down in the elevator with his wagon. And as he was about to finish, a small slip of paper fell out from in between two bills and onto the floor. He bent over and picked it up, at first thinking it was blank, but when he turned it over, he saw that Levy had written on it:

Levy's cell #: 215-XXX-XXXX

Call me :)

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…."HELL YEAH!"