notes: To this point, I legitimately cannot decide whether or not I ship natsu&lucy or gray&natsu harder.
notestwo: I reallyreally dig ponytail!natsu so ninety-nine percent of these gray&natsu fics will automatically have Natsu with long hair tied-up (about down to his butt). Like acnologia!human hair but twisted Northway into a spiky tail.
notesthree: modern!au with Chinese Natsu & Japanese Gray—sweet, homosexual love in the bustling streets and cafés of Tokyo.
shortsummary: "When we first met in that crowded café, all I could hear was your cockiness, and I loved that."—gray&natsu
disclaimer: shut up.
chapterone
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Goddamn the line-ups at Miruku&Kurimu coffee shop.
The fucking multiple-file lines spread thiswayandthat, having people spend the forty-seven minutes of impatiently waiting reflecting on why-oh-why they ever bothered breaking a shift to come here. Citizens could be tending to their store right about now, maintaining order instead of having the new, wimpy intern swiping debit and credit cards upside down (if he or she could even figure out where to swipe).
Yet here Gray Fullbuster was, mind askance whilst nodding his ebony head—lips pressed together in a ghost of a smile.
He warily took the cool plastic of his iced vanilla latte from the soft, delicate hands of the golden-haired barista, licking her pretty pink lips and cerulean orbs hands down eye-raping him from head to toe as if casually handing him a straw like the one she was seemingly seductively twirling in her pouty mouth.
He fleeted from her (she-who-hath-saffron-hair), his curled lips falling a fraction of an inch noticing numbers scribbled out onto the cup sleeve in girly, cursive and the name Jenny written out in curly letters.
Gagging at the visible flirtatious gesture and cringing at the flutter of her daisy lashes he pivoted and seated himself on a barstool westward of the woman who was currently pin-pointing him with air-kisses that he single-handedly swatted away (or was tempted to).
After fluffing the coyote fur bordering the hood of his tawny leather flight jacket, he sipped on his iced beverage and cupped the plastic in his cold hands. The frostiness emitting off the fictile texture eased the twenty-six-year-old with pleasure nothing material could bring him. Just the nippy feel alone.
"An iced latte," a voice laced with uttermost query cut through the thick chatter of the café, causing the former's stormy eyes to widen at the unforeseen comment. "In this frigid weather?"
A fluffy mane of an exotic coral color tucked into a scaly and alabaster white muffler caught the young man's attention—eyes catching on the egg nog shade of a waist-length pea coat. Sage green eyes pierced through his very existence, holding him down with those squinty, narrowed eyes and abnormally sharp canines upturned into a wide smirk. "Is your fragile skin too delicate for the heat … Ice Princess?"
Oh dear Mavis, those emerald eyes glossy with malice—
With words spoken and in that moment Gray kinda, sorta slapped him.
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(The name being unbeknownst to him is irrelevant.)
notes: This is multi!chapter so if that left you hanging and not even knowing the name of the other boy (who was obviously my cherry-blossom baby) don't worry.
notestwo: props to me writing my first ever chapter and/or fanfiction under one thousand words.
notesthree: I promise you that the chapters will get longer and more detailed but first I need to get down their profiles.
notesfour: This is definitelydefinitely not a series of interconnected drabbles—there will be a real plot barricaded in fluff as poofy as natsu's bubble-gum hair.
notesfive: Just gonna give you readers a heads up and say there is a warning for future lemons (yes, I said lemons because these two are gonna be at it hardcore).
notessix: leave a sweet review for such a cute café-themed meeting and Jenny being the complete slut I imagined her to be!