Disclaimer: I do not own Fairy Tail or its characters, that right belongs to Hiro Mashima.
They both agreed it was a sin. There shouldn't be something this soft and cuddly in their friend's house. The man reeked of nothing but masculinity. But they had discovered the well-hidden blanket. It was so fluffy and wrapped around both of them. And both were sure that when he found that they found his hidden treasure hell would be paid, but until then they were going to stay where they were at.
Arms wrapped around each other, leaned back on the king sized bed in the master bedroom, watching horror flicks on the 65-inch screen LED TV that was hidden in there. Contented in every sense of the word under the overly sizeable fluffy blanket, that was a soft cream with pale yellow accents. Each had given their thoughts and discussed just how much they could extort from the Lightning Dragon Slayer to keep quiet about this.
It would be a considerable risk, but one well worth it especially if they could convince him that they were allowed over to snuggle under it and watch his television. In their own home, they barely have a 42-inch tv, and it took almost all their blankets to make the perfect little cocoon nest that they had with this one overly large blanket. Yes, that or tell them where he had procured the fluffy piece of heaven on earth.
(I Know Short. But, So Cute!)