Silly fanfiction that will most likely continue because it sounds like such a good idea. Headcanon inspired by my head, obviously.
Apologies if this does not suit your taste, or if my writing isn't the best!
Contains COATS YAY
Summary: It's a cool night when Laxus returns from a tiring day of putting up with the guild's antics. And when he gets home, he's welcomed by the biggest and most annoying surprise he's ever received. What is this mysterious gift?
Pairings: MirajanexLaxus (Miraxus), and maybe some other ships like GaLe and NaLu ect. ect.
Disclaimer: I do not own Fairy Tail.
"Hey, Laxus!" He heard a familiar voice shout. He turned to see the prime idiot of the guild; Natsu. He sighed.
"What is it, Natsu?"
The pink-haired boy came running towards him, fists balled and engulfed by flames, reading to land a powerful punch on the older man's torso. Laxus easily moved out of the way, watching the teen as he went flying into a wall.
"I'm not in the mood for your bullshit, kid." He deadpanned. However, Natsu was having none of it. He punched the fellow dragonslayer's jaw, enraging him, and thus putting himself in an insane brawl with his opponent. "You're going to regret that!" Laxus roared.
And Natsu did regret it, along with Elfman and Gray. He limped back towards Lucy, who had facepalmed nearly hard enough to leave a red mark on her face. Laxus watched as he sidled up to her, resting his head on her shoulder, and receiving a great scolding from the celestial wizard. Laxus walked off, now content with the fact that the three were bruised all over, towards the bar. He clambered onto a stool, giving a curt nod of greeting to his grandfather before turning to face the beautiful barmaid that stood cleaning a glass before him.
"Mirajane," He called, snapping his fingers in front of her face as if she was in some sort of transfixed state. The demon smiled sweetly at him, putting the glass down in a cluster of pints nearby.
"What is it today, Laxus?" She asked. He gave her a look that said "the-one-I-always-have-idiot", which made her smile falter slightly before she went to fill a pint with a golden liquid that bubbled as it was poured. She placed the cup infront of him, feeling a small, electric jolt run up her fingertips as his own brushed against her hand. They sat in silence for the next few minutes. To Mirajane, it seemed like an eternity. She kept her stare on him. '..Why does he carry that coat around?' She thought, making an expression that matched her thoughts.
"Laxus?"
The said mage looked up at her, raising a brow in his reticent manner. She became uneasy under his stare. "Would you like me to put your coat in storage for you? You carry it around all day and, well, um-"
"Yeah. Thanks." He passed his coat up to her, giving her a weird look as her cheeks were graced with a slight pink. Mirajane weighed the coat as she made her way towards the storage room, wondering what on earth he could keep in his pockets because, to her surprise, it was heavy. The barmaid opened the battered door to the storage. She tried her hardest to resist the great urge to wear the garment, and placed it reluctantly on a crate. The coat was greeted by darkness as she closed the door again.
"You didn't check the pockets, did you?" Laxus hissed, glaring at her as she retook her position behind the counter. She gulped, shaking her head slowly. Mirajane figured it was the best to leave the coat alone or she'd be in for a shock. Literally.
Time seemed to go by slower than ever for the barmaid, albeit the fact that she was part of Fairy Tail, a rambunctious guild infamous for the damage and havoc each member causes on a mission. She sighed. It wasn't even sunset yet. She glanced at the large clock placed at the head of the building, it was 3 PM. She looked down again, jumping slightly as she found a green-haired rune mage standing just in front of her.
"Freed! Oh, I didn't see you there." She laughed, unnerved by his sudden appearance. Freed was emotionless, the same blank expression plastered across his face as he handed her a small, brown parcel wrapped with a thin red bow. Laxus felt his blood boil as she blushed pink, taking the gift from him slowly. Freed's eyes flitted to Laxus, his Thunder God, and quickly looked away as he received a death-threatening glare from him.
"It's a gift from Evergreen," he quickly added, now sweating from the unwanted pressure his boss gave him. "For letting her borrow, um, that thing," Mirajane nodded. She knew by 'thing', he meant perfume. She had let Evergreen borrow some of her perfume for a date she was going on, and on the night the demon's younger brother had also suspiciously went missing. Mira's mind quickly re-focused again. She noticed the rune mage had a piece of paper in his hand, most likely a request.
"Going somewhere with the team?" She asked. Freed tugged on his collar.
"Y-yes," The greenette stuttered, visually getting more distraught as Laxus kept his glare on him. Freed gave the guild master the request. "Laxus," he began hopefully. The blond raised a brow.
"I'm not coming with you on the job, Freed."
Freed Justine found that as an excuse to beg.
"But Laxus! The reward is-"
"What if I-"
"But what is Ever going-"
"Freed, for the last time. No." Laxus growled. The younger man admitted defeat, walking away with his head down towards the Thunder God Tribe. Bixlow pulled his friend along, trying his hardest to carry both the Fairy's excessive amount of luggage and a very upset captain. Makarov turned to face his grandson.
"You should really be nicer to that poor boy,"
"He's an idiot, gramps." He retorted. He knew this wasn't true. Freed was smarter than Bixlow, Evergreen and himself combined. However, he was troublesome when it came towards his 'honour' and dignity.
"I don't care if he's an idio-Laxus!" He called, seeing his grandson making his way towards a lone table in a corner of the guild. "Laxus! Don't walk away from me!"
The lightning mage sat in a comfortable booth, turning the volume for his sound pod to 100, and closed his eyes in bliss relaxation as he drowned out the commotion of the guild.
"L-Laxus, sir?"
He felt a small arm shake him gently.
"It's time to wake up, Laxus sir," She called softly. His eyes fluttered open. He looked down at the small child, one he recognized, and stretched his arms out wide. 'Oh shit, what's her name again?' The mage questioned himself, thinking hard.
"Uh, hey there," He yawned, "what time is it?"
"It's.." she turned to look at the clock, "8 PM Mr Laxus sir." Laxus gave her irritated look.
"Quit the "sir" and "Mr" shit kid, it's just Laxus." He spat. He received a dirty look from her white exceed companion. The small bluenette looked down at the floor.
"It's Wendy, mister-I mean, Laxus." She corrected herself quickly, feeling as if she was sinking into the floor under his stare. To her surprise, the man patted her on the head. 'That was it, Wendy..' Laxus smirked.
"Alright then, Wendy, thanks for, uh, wakin' me up I guess." He stood. Wendy looked up at him, shadowed by his figure, and quickly moved out the way before she was squashed. "I'll see you tomorrow then." He waved his goodbye and exited.
The cool air of the night came as a surprise to Laxus. It was refreshing, a much welcomed change instead of the stuffy, hot atmosphere of the inside. He strolled along the cobblestone streets, taking his time to reach his large house on the outskirts of Magnolia; which, stupidly, was quite far away. He regretted buying a house so distant from Fairy Tail. Needless to say, it gave a pretty view at night. He reached for his keys in the back pocket of his pants, placing a large hand on the polished door as the turned the lock. He pushed the door open after he heard a series of clicks, and found something loud, annoying and unwelcome on his couch.
"W-what the Hell?!"
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
I know, it's all about how Laxus gets angry-pangry about a silly thing but it gets better, honestly!
I'd much enjoy a review for this, THIS IS NOT A ONESHOT, THIS IS A SERIES.
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