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Chapter 4: Levy's Morning After

by crownbutt123

Levy grunted. She recapped everything in her head. Levy remembered searching wildly for Makarov to say her goodbye's. Then Lucy got hyped up again, since Natsu was stripping. He and Gray were putting on quite a show, trying to gnaw at each other's eyes.

"Levy! GET YOUR LAZY BUTT OUT!" Levy shuffled in her sheets. Her eyelids closed, stark naked in her cozy bed. She had a habit of taking off her clothes after a drink, even if its just a little.

"LEVY!" At that, Levy had to flinch. She wondered where her blonde friend got all her energy. Wasn't she the one wasted the night before? And yet, here was Levy, unable to collect the strength to stand up.

Before her other half could barge in to kick her around, Levy stretched like a cat in her bed. She sauntered slowly, putting on her cute bear slippers, which she got on Christmas from Lucy. Her room was nowhere near clean. It would be presentable once in a while, when, say, Lucy decides to do a whole house clean. But other than those days, Levy kept her room piled with millions of books, art materials, large photos of models, make-up profiles, and her projects. To walk through her room was to walk through the gates of hell…

"Lev—"

"I'm going!" Levy quickly untangled the knots in her hair with her slender fingers and put on a navy boxy t-shirt and some black shorts, which hugged her ass perfectly.

As levy entered the kitchen, she could literally tough the scent of butter-toasted bread and scrambled eggs. She loved Lucy for many reasons, but this was probably the most significant quality.

"Oh, Lu~ I love you.." She yawned as she helped herself on the seat.

"Yes, of course you do. Though," Lucy turned around, flapping her neon pink apron back in place.
"- I rarely hear beautiful words in such an early morning. "

Lucy smiled and also helped herself, sitting herself across their little table. To save their costs, Lucy and Levy paid for their mini-coffee table that had short legs. They had the floor, and it sufficed.

"Yummmm!" Levy hummed.

"By the way Levy-chan." Lucy looked to meet wondering brown eyes, her mouth in motion.

She continued, the toasted bread making a crispy sound as the knife went through. "How much did you drink with that lovebird?"

Lucy tried to resist her teasing nature, but she couldn't help it. Even in her drunken state, she could remember the scene she saw when Levy reached our her arms to touch him. So intimately…!

"Lovebird?!" Levy put her toast down in protest. At first she thought Lucy was talking about the lionhead, a natural flirt, but immediately realized who she was talking about. Levy sat still, slightly blushing.

Gajeel.

"Priceless reaction Levy chan. Don't lose your cool Pft." She looked at her with the most teasing look possible.

"Look, Lu. It was just a conversation…" Levy facepalmed herself. She wanted to eat peacefully.

"Eh? But I think…" her teasing voice was coming out, so Levy quickly retorted.

"Shut up Lu. He's an A.S.S.. I just hope I don't have to deal with his make-up." Levy looked up at her partner who still had the smug face plastered on.

"Do you know how many piercings he had on his face? Imagine doing make-up for that.." Levy continued, talking to herself.

"Ohh, you're already anticipating his makeup session?" Lucy smiled, only to barely dodge a spoon tossed at her. Levy pouted and finished the crumbs around her mouth. Most of them fell to the floor, but Levy didn't mind. It was her week this coming Sunday to clean the floors. Oh great, tomorrow.

"Okay haha Levy-chan I take it back~ Let's just get ready." Lucy continued to giggle, but Levy was still…she didn't know anymore. But something was coiled in her stomach, and she deserved to rid of it as soon as possible. The only way would be a relaxing shower.

"Yeah. I'm going in the bath first. Do the dishes today since I did them for the whole past —"

"Okay okay~" Lucy laughed at her best friend. Her morning moods never went anywhere, always tempered up. In the beginning, Lucy worried if they were compatible enough to live together, but as time passed Lucy began to realize that Levy was kind in the heart, save for the early mornings. She knew that after her bath, she will be fine…

Sort of.

The tap water could be heard as Levy walked over to their bathroom. It was nothing fancy, with just the necessary appliances.

Her clothes fell to the floor and the sound of the closing glass door followed. The water ran, and caressed her alabaster skin, warming her body. Red spots formed on her torso as the hot water slid down her.

The rest of the shower was a catharsis.

She pumped the shampoo, wondering about the other night. She wasn't so sure how she had acted in front of Gajeel, and Lucy's teasing wasn't so assuring. Had she really been so "intimate" with a stranger?

Levy let out a sigh as she closed the tab off.

Knowing herself, she probably didn't. And, who cares? He's just a jerk, she thought.

"Time to start my first day of work!"

Levy left the bathroom and went to her bedroom. She gingerly avoided the mountains of books, and found her way to her closet. It was a simple open closet with mutiple pairs of clothes hung. She hated folding and preferred to have everything hung. Literally everything.

She quickly dried her messy blue curls and turned to look at the contents of her closet.

"Hmm.." Levy put on the same black skinny jeans, and pulled out her indigo/navy blue tight turtleneck top. Magnolia's summer never defined a typical summer. The town was either Fall or Winter, and again, Fall or Winter.

Lastly, Levy opened the adjacent closet that was filled with her headbands and lingerie. She wore matching navy cheeky underwear and bra, with a navy blue headband. Today she felt nervous, so she decided on her favourite color, which was obviously navy blue.

Levy shed her towel and pulled her jeans on first. She looked up to see her to check if it got dirty the other day. But instead of blemishes, Levy realized something horrifying. Her neck was bare. Her gold necklace that Lucy had gotten for her was missing. Before panic, Levy made sure to check on her memories, since she was innately forgetful.

"No…way.." Memories clicked, and Levy knew for sure she put it on the other day. She went to her bed and checked every crevice, but the constellation was nowhere to be found.

Did I really lose it?

Levy smashed herself against the wall in her mind. Her mood fluctuated instantly from nervousness to anxiety, anxiety to anger at herself.

"Ugh…I'm going to be late at this rate…" Practical as she was, the bluenette wasted not a single minute to get ready. After dressing up, she would have to pack her purse, and some other make-up brushes that she liked to keep with her. It was true that FT would provide the artists every necessary utensils, but Levy preferred to use her own. At least for brushes.

She left her room after several minutes of cursing and searching for her darn necklace, only to end up angrier. The two girls met at the front doorsteps, Lucy as presentable as always.

Lucy had on a simple black u-neck long sleeve with jeans. She hung her trench coat and her bag on her left arms, struggling to take out the car keys. Meanwhile, Levy only stared at her gold necklace, that hung effortlessly on Lucy's neck. It shined of 'envy' to Levy's eyes.

After a "Aha!" from Lucy, Levy and Lucy wore their Chelsea boots and black heels respectively.

The wind brushed against Levy's red cheeks that had formed from her frustration. She closed her eyes and took in a deep breath, trying to kill the anxiety building up inside her. Lucy's necklace bounced with every step until they reached the car, shining with pride.

Levy pouted at the accessory, her childish action luckily unnoticed by her best friend.

Next up: Gajeel's morning after