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You may have seen this before, and that is because I put it under 'The Fairies' Tales' before I could make an actual commissions story. I hope you enjoy nonetheless 3
Natsu looked at Lucy's sleeping form, ever so aware of her rising and falling breaths. She was beautiful and ethereal and full of light. And he was a demon.
He knew it from the moment he met her: he was hopelessly in love. She was amazing. Her power had risen, he could see it that much. And she had grown even more stunning in the last year, becoming smarter and more stubborn than he had ever seen her. She was illuminated by the beauty of her soul.
But how was an ugly demon supposed to love a human? Better yet, a human that was so gorgeous like her?
He was destined to kill, and she was destined to bring life. She was fated to live, he was fated to die. And he was a spriggan, the most hideous creature in the world.
How could he love someone like her when she was going to suffer in the end because of it?
He sighed, running a hand through his hair and pressing his head against the board of strings and papers that she made while he was away. She had put so much effort into this, to finding her lost guild members. And she had even sent letters to them.
A pang resonated in his heart as he realized that she hadn't written a letter to him.
It didn't matter, his mind said, but his heart thought otherwise. He wanted a letter from her. But she was so angry, and she still was. She seemed happy to see him, but her eyes told another story. She wanted him to say he was sorry. Which he would...but not now. Now it was too fresh.
He turned his head to look at her, his arm resting on the paper. Her hair splayed over her shoulders which looked like a golden waterfall, and her breasts heaved with every breath. Her face looked so calm, and he wanted to kiss her.
But he couldn't. Not after what he did.
"What am I supposed to do, old man? I love her!" Natsu told Gildarts, a sweatdrop pouring down his face.
"Listen, kid. I met Cornelia when I was a young man, and she was gorgeous. I mean, she was boom, boom, pow, if you know what I mean," Gildarts said, motioning with his hands like an hourglass shape.
Natsu shook his head with a grin, but his concerned look was back in seconds. "I mean, she'll hate me when I come back. I left her with nothing but a note!"
"Hey. Don't worry about that," Gildarts said, placing an arm around Natsu's shoulders. "If she's the right girl for you, she'll come back."
There was silence for a few moments. It was comfortable, but still an unease crept into the spot by the lake they were sitting at. Sweat continued pouring down Natsu's forehead; his mind was racing which made everything in him nervous.
"Besides, it was Cornelia's spirit that attracted me to her in the first place. Not even her body could distract from that stubborn spirit of hers that is in Cana," Gildarts said with a soft grin after a moment, and Natsu shook his head.
"I guess we like our women stubborn," Natsu said with a laugh and a short shake of the head.
"You got that right. Now, let's fight!" Gildarts said, punching Natsu in the arm.
He turned his eyes toward the paper in order not to look at her, and he smiled when she sighed heavily in her sleep. She really was pretty…
But he could have nothing to do with her. He loved her, but it was forbidden. They would for sure have a tortured love, and he knew that. But he could do nothing about it.
He wanted nothing more than to sleep next to her, to feel her body on his. Her soft, warm skin up against his roughness and slumber quietly and wake up in the morning and spend the day together.
But it was impossible. She would awaken and see that he was next to her and hit him with a pillow like last time he slept in her bed.
But what would be the harm? They were close, and sometimes even Lucy and Levy shared a bed. He heard that little tidbit from Cana, and he thought it interesting. So what was the big deal about him sleeping next to her?
"Natsu?" Happy asked, and Natsu realized that he forgot that his exceed was there. He turned toward Happy, a solemn look on his face.
"Happy, I'm going to sleep next to Lucy," Natsu said to him, and Happy wore a surprised look on his face.
"Are you sure? She's still mad at you," Happy said quietly, looking down at his feet.
"Yeah. I'll see you in the morning," Natsu said before nuzzling his best friend close into his neck. Happy nodded and gave Natsu a weak smile before flying off, and Natsu inched carefully toward her bed.
He really shouldn't do this. His body felt warm with adrenaline and doubt, but he knew he wasn't stopping anytime soon.
Even still, he tiptoed closer. He loved her. And nothing would come in the way of that.
Carefully tossing the covers aside, he pressed his body up against hers. She felt warm and inviting, just like he liked. And she made everything in him feel loved and cared for. Everything that Lucy stood for was perfect like her. She was filled to the brim with justice and righteousness. And he loved her for that.
And even if he was a disgusting creature that was going to kill, she might still love him. It was a far cry away from what he knew, but her possible love trumped her anger. Her anger would fade once he begged for forgiveness, and he needed to do that right away. Natsu knew that he had done wrong, and that she might still be angry with him for a while.
But he was snuggled up with her, her soft sighs reverberating through her back and into his chest. Tenatively, he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close, making positive not to hurt her or have her awaken.
But she just mumbled in her sleep. And the words that she said would haunt him forever.
"I love you, Natsu."
He drew in a breath quickly but softly, aware that she was still awake. She loved him? Him, someone that would kill everything that she loved?
As he fell asleep, he understood the meaning of love for the first time. It was patient and kind, and it would forgive no matter what. And Natsu himself hoped that she would forgive him one day.
And that was all that mattered.