PSA: Remember, romantic love isn't the only form of love, and you don't need romantic love to survive. Please remember to love yourself! You're a wonderful, beautiful person who deserves it!
A short series of drabbles.
Sandstorm [Laxus x Lucy]
A long time ago, someone had made the comment to her that love wasn't something that everyone found. And she thought that was terribly sad. Love of friends, love of family, love of self.
If being a wizard had her showed her anything, it was that, more important than magic for her growth, love was something that would lift you up and keep you going in the worst of times.
Lucy shifted awkwardly from foot to foot, her hand rubbing the back of her neck as she averted her gaze to the sandy ground. The smell of storm and blood was strong, even for her nose. She hesitated before approaching the lone figure sitting in the sand, hand falling from the back of her neck.
"Mm." She cleared her throat, though she knew the wizard before her knew exactly where she was and what she was doing. If he had anything close to Natsu's senses (which she suspected he did).
Lucy glanced down at Laxus, his large, intimidating figure folded over as he sat in the sand with his legs crossed, staring out at the sandstorm in the distance. His electric blue eyes didn't shift from where they stared out over the landscape when she slowly moved to sit beside him.
It was difficult to find the words, the older man would probably scoff at anything she had to say. After some contemplation, she turned to smile at the grumpy blond, "Thank you, Laxus!" She reached out and brushed her fingers over the back of his hand, "Thank you for saving me."
He glanced down at his hand where her soft fingers rested, eyes trailing up to her happy, relieved smile. He looked away, grunting softly in response. "Whatever."
Lucy smiled harder, squeezing her hand around his and letting her legs sprawl out in the sand before her. She fell back with a happy sigh, leaving their hands entwined together as the storm raged on in the distance.
Love was, actually, pretty amazing regardless of whether or not one was feeling down. And even when the person you loved happened to be a giant, grumpy dragon slayer, love was still wonderful.