Just a quick note, I wanna say thanks to all the people still reading and all the reviewers. I still don't own any characters in fairy tail, and this is still just for fun. So theres the disclaimer for ya. Enjoy :) and have a nice day!
The next time Freed woke up, he found himself laying in his soft covers, looking up at Laxus. He sat up.
"Where am I?" He asked.
"Your room. We just got here." Laxus informed.
Freed looked around trying to remember with his drunken brain. "You're really bad at this." he scolded.
Laxus raised an eyebrow. "Or you could say thank you. You're kinda an ass when you're drunk." He pointed out.
Freed stood up and pulled at the belt around his waist.
"What are you doing?" Laxus asked stepping back.
Freed could not roll his eyes dramatically enough. "You expect me to sleep in a trench coat?" He asked and slipped the belt off, laying it on his dresser. He pulled off the red coat next, showing his clean white shirt, rumpled from being trapped under the coat all day.
"You can go now if you want. I think I'm sobering up enough to get myself to bed." He called to Laxus as he walked into his bathroom.
Not ten seconds later there was a loud thud, making Laxus rush into the room.
"What happened?" He asked seeing Freed holding his head, curled up into a ball.
"I got dizzy and hit my head on the side of the bathtub." he admitted, sober enough to be embarrassed.
Laxus sighed a little and smirked. "You really can't handle alcohol can you?" he asked, taking Freed's hands, pulling him up.
"Please don't ever ask me to drink again." Freed requested and searched for his tooth brush."
Laxus nodded and turned, hoping he could hold onto the sink now for balance. He went into the living room which was very neat, and clean like a room from a magazine. Everything was very Freed.
"You don't have to do things just because I say you should ya know." Laxus called, picking up a picture from a end table. It was a picture of the Lightning Legion in their early years.
Freed paused in brushing his teeth hearing him say that. He wished he could refuse Laxus of anything, but found it so difficult.
"I know." he called back, brushing the thought away.
Laxus set the picture down and scanned more of the apartment. "Have I been here before?" Laxus asked.
Freed came into the room, in a tee shirt and pajama pants, his hair up in a bun.
"Maybe, but if so it wasn't for very long."He went into the kitchen to make a glass of water.
Laxus looked at Freed through the door, his mind drifting.
"Can I help you?" Freed asked, then sipped his water.
"Oh...Sorry, I guess I've never seen you like this." He shrugged.
"True. On missions, I don't really get the liberty of being comfortable." He nodded.
"You must be sobering up quick, you sound like yourself again."
Freed nodded. "My head hurts. In a lot of ways by now." he chuckled and sat on the couch.
"Aren't you going to bed?" Laxus asked.
"I can stay up a bit longer until you decide to go." He answered.
He looked so adorable, in baggy clothes, with his hair so messily knotted on his head. Laxus nodded and sat on the couch, slipping his furry over coat off.
"Hey Freed, can I ask you something?" Laxus asked, sounding serious.
"Yeah...Of course. Whats bothering you?"
"Well... I don't know how to ask you any other way...so I guess I will just say it. Do you like me?" He asked softly.
Freed paused. He looked into his glass, like it would offer him some kind of answer. He could play dumb, or say no...but he really didn't want to keep acting like everything was normal.
"Why are you asking me something like this?" Freed asked back.
"You didn't answer my question." Laxus pointed out.
"I want to know what you are basing this on." Freed shot back.
Laxus paused, and rubbed the back of his neck. "Just some stuff Ever and Bix were joking about."
"Oh..." Freed paused and took an quick breath. "Then...yeah. I really like you Laxus." he answered, not believing the words that were slipping out of his mouth.
Laxus ran his hands through his hair. "Man" he sighed under his breath, processing it.
Every one of their off handed comments, all their jokes, every blush on Freed's face was now stitching its self together in his mind. Of course it would take a second to let that sink in.
Freed could only take the silence so long, tapping on his glass softly to try and focus on anything else.
"It dosn't have to change anything." He spouted quickly, catching Laxus's attention.
He seemed to be listening but didn't respond.
"I don't want this to change how you look at me. Its not like its anything new really." in Freed's head that sounded better than when he spoke it.
"Not change anything? This changes a lot of things!" Laxus snapped.
Freed resisted the urge to hide his face in anything he could. He was now wishing on some random mission in the past he would be killed in action, then he wouldn't have to be here, right now, having this conversation.
"What do you mean when you say its not something new?" Laxus asked, leaning back in the chair, not looking at him, still trying to remember every last little missed joke that now made perfect since.
Freed took a drink of watter to give himself more time to think of what to say.
"Well...I mean its been this way since day one really." Freed answered, looking at the floor.
"Since the day we met?" Laxus repeated, being sure he understood.
Freed nodded. It went back to silence which was so much worse than his questions somehow.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Laxus asked.
"Well...I mean...It's almost common knowledge to Bixlow and Evergreen. You just...never really noticed. I mean soon we just started joking about it...and you never caught on then either...so...yeah." he responded.
Laxus ran his hands over his face and through his hair. "That's a lot to learn in one night I guess." he sighed.
There was yet another long silence, but Freed was more comfortable with it now.
"Now it's my turn to ask something...difficult..." he paused. "I don't care what your answer is... I just have to ask. Is there anyway...you could maybe feel the same?" Freed forced the scentance out, trying to be as eloquent as possible. It had been eating at him for years now.
Laxus sighed annoyed at the situation. "How can you ask something like that...I've never even considered it." he avoided the answer.
Freed flinched a little. 'never even considered it' rang in his head. That was harsh.
Laxus, for once, noticed. "Thats- Thats not how I ment it. Just... Fuck" the awkward tension was crushing them both.
"I mean..." Laxus started, and glanced to Freed, gazing down into his cup, hair falling from the messy bun. He looked...so adorable. Maybe it was just the heat of the moment, or just the want to not let a comrade and friend down...but Laxus answered.
"Well...maybe...yeah."