scorpio
Sunlight filtered through the partly drawn curtains, and Natsu groaned as it hit his eyes and black turned to blinding white. He refused to open them just yet, so he turned away, shuffling just out of its reach, and flung an arm across the woman at his side.
Nuzzling into her blonde hair, he hummed contently.
He'd thought she was still sound asleep, but her legs tangled with his in a way that was hardly accidental.
"Sheesh, Natsu, what did I say about separate halves?" Lucy grumbled, still sleepy, but showed no means of brushing him off, "That was part of the sleeping agreement."
"I don't remember," he lied, "It was so many pages… Besides, you're so soft… and cozy…"
He felt, rather than heard, the chuckle reverberate through her.
Turning in his arms, Lucy came to face him.
Her eyes were small from sleep,and she fought to keep them open. But happy wrinkles appeared around them when she smiled at him.
His gaze wandered along her face, from the strands of golden hair that tickled her forehead to her soft skin and round cheeks and full lips. And the longer he looked, the more he realized what was missing: the freckles. His freckles.
Instinctively, he held her closer to reassure himself she was still there with him, and not a dream.
"What the…" she muttered, gently chiding him, when she saw his expression. "What's up with you?"
"Did I really use up all my wishes? I can't have!"
"Oh," Lucy's eyes widened in surprise, and she smiled as she pointed at her right ear.
There right beside it, on the far side of her cheek, sat one single freckle.
"You have one left," she said with a grin, "Don't think I would've just let you use that one carelessly,like the one yesterday."
"What… what happens if I use it?" He finally brought himself to voice the question that had been plaguing him for a long time now.
Lucy hesitated.
"I don't know," she confessed.
"I'll never make a wish then," he murmured as he caressed her cheek.
"I don't think it works that way," she whispered.