Disclaimer: I own the Plot. The characters are borrowed.

Author's Note: I just wanted some fluffy Fraxlow (because I'm going to make this 0t3 so VERY popular…*evil laugh*). So…fluff warning, shonen-ai/yaoi warning, and Fraxlow…because…because Fraxlow. 3 Oh and a hint of Elfever. Just because. It's short…but…again, I wanted fluff so you get fluff. Aren't you all lucky?

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Home

The job had been long and exhausting to the point where the client had been lucky Laxus hadn't just leveled the city out of pure spite. The ride back had been aggravating even with his music playing and definitely not for the first time, he hated so much the magics that were his. Trudging up the road, he rubs his face beyond just ready to go and just collapse. Honestly, there were just some times he hated when people requested HIM specifically.

Finally, he sees the apartment and his spirits lift somewhat. Nearly home. Finally. It was amazing how much he'd found himself wanting to be HERE most of all considering how much he seemed to just wander around aimlessly. Quietly, he lets himself in before sliding his boots and jacket off and staring at the scene in the living room before his lips would curve into a smile. The pullout had been set up and contained TWO sleeping mages. Slowly, he pads over feeling that agitation lessen greatly as he reaches down to brush a few errant strands of green hair from one and tugging the blankets up over the other. As he watches, Bixlow stirs, red eyes blinking open sleepily before he'd smile at him. "Welcome home, Lax."

"It's good to be home," he murmurs watching as Freed slowly stirs as well, "Hey, rune-caster."

"Laxus," he murmurs before slowly sitting up, "There's food in the kitchen."

A soft chuckle escapes before he leans close and kisses the top of his head. "You do make stressful jobs so much better. I'm going to go eat and then get out of these clothes and join you two, alright?"

Bixlow smiles. "Take your time, Lax."

True to his word, he eats and soon is stripped to his boxers before he slides onto the pull out before tugging Freed close first and kissing him softly, sweetly. The feel of him sliding his arms around him and kissing him back has him groaning appreciatively. He lightly nips the others bottom lip as he pulls away enjoying the flushed glazed look. He kisses the others forehead before he'd turn and tug the other to him and do the same being just a little more aggressive with the spiky-haired male. Bixlow grins and nuzzles his shoulder. "Glad to have you home, Lax."

Settling, he slides an arm around Freed who settles against his side with his head resting on his chest by his Fairy Tail symbol and tattoo. "I'm glad to be home myself," he murmurs as Bixlow settles himself against his other side. "It's an amazing notion…that this is where I want to be most of all." It was a sickeningly sentimental notion and he could blame it on the job as to why he uttered it but in the end, he meant it. Here, with them was where he felt safest, most like himself. And it was a feeling he'd damn near do anything to keep which definitely wasn't something he was used to.

"We're glad you feel that way," Freed murmurs softly, "but you should rest, Laxus. You're overtired, we can tell."

"Mmm…somehow I think that's you warning me that I'm getting sappy."

Freed smiles. "Well, we certainly don't mind the sentiments but you tend to get cranky later on for such…what was it 'frivolous sentimentality' that you liked to call it?"

Laxus chuckles softly. "Fair enough, rune-caster."

He settles in, content to just hold both of them close. It was amazing, that this is where he ended up but he couldn't complain. Not at all. For all the crazy ways things seemed to go; at the end of the day there was no where he wanted to be OTHER than here with THEM. He feels Bixlow shift closer before the other would gently nip his ear. "Stop thinking too hard, baby. Sleep."

"You do remember that I'm the one that calls the shots around here, right?"

Bixlow chuckles. "No one is disputing that, oh Thunder God, sir."

"Uh huh, remind me when I wake up to kick your ass."

"I'll keep that under consideration."

Laxus snorts softly before closing his eyes and resting back. The exhaustion from the job quickly catches up with him and soon, he'd find himself slipping off to sleep between the both of them. It wouldn't be long before the other two would follow suit curling closer to him.

Evergreen would quietly let herself in after 10 o'clock and find herself smiling at the sight they made curled up on the pullout together. She carefully tugs the blankets up taking a moment just watching them sleep; Laxus having ended up on his side with Freed curled with his head under his chin and Bixlow against his back arm draped over them both. Her boys were definitely something like this. She quietly moves to her room picking up the jacket she'd forgotten before moving for the door. She pauses taking one more look at them, at how peaceful and HAPPY they were and smiles again before slipping out and locking the door leaving them to their rest to the happiness they'd found that she would do whatever it took to defend for them. 'Sweet dreams,' she thinks as she moves to catch up to Elfman leaning into his side as he slides an arm around her. "Everyone accounted for?" he asks quietly.

"Yes," she replies simply which is why she'd gone back despite having any number of jackets she could have chosen in his closet. She just wanted to make sure her boys were safe and happy considering how much they'd done to protect, nurture, and defend her.