"No!" Gajeel growled as he saw a 6 months pregnant Levy walk up to him with a Mission in her hand. "Gajeel! Come on! I haven't been on a Mission in 6 months! I need to do something other than go home and go to the guild! I need excitement!" Levy whined, as she heard the same response she had heard for the past 5 months. "It's just a translating job! Nothing dangerous." She said with a smile hoping to change his mind but to no avail. "Lev, your translating jobs are never just translating jobs. Remember the last job when you discovered that the guy you were translating for was the master of a dark guild." Levy tried protesting but Gajeel continued. "Or the time before that when you found out that the thing you were translating was from a stolen part of a complete set and you called the police on him. Sure that was smart and they did arrive but not before he landed a few punches." Gajeel recalled while sipping his beer. Levy frowned at how accurate it was and then sighed in defeat as she placed the Mission on the table and snuggled up next to him, promptly going to sleep.
Gajeel's reasons of not letting Levy out of his sights were genuine, of course he didn't want his pregnant mate to get hurt, but there was more. During her pregnancy Levy was, for lack of better term, glowing! Her smiles were a little brighter, her voice a little happier and her eyes a little sparklier. She was filling out too. Her boobs had been growing and Gajeel wasn't the only one noticing. He was getting quite tired of glaring at people as they walked down the street. 'She's quite obviously pregnant for god sakes!' Gajeel thought angrily as he put an arm around his mate possessively, while said mate slumbered peacefully.
As he moved his body to position her better. He felt the box in his pant pocket press again his thigh, causing him to remember a conversation they had had a couple months earlier.
~~~~~Flashback~~~~~
They had just finished with intense workout session *wink* *wink*, and were spooning each other, trying to calm their breathing. When suddenly, "Hey Gajeel?" "Hn?" "When did you want do get married? Like at what age?" That happened. "I never thought of an age shorty. What about you?" Gajeel asked. "Well I had always though I would be around 24-25 when I got married." Levy said as she turned onto her back and looked at Gajeel through her Long lashes. Gajeel didn't think anything about it for a minute but then it struck him. 'She's going to be 25 this year!' He thought, his eyes widening, 'Is this what the girls call dropping a hint?' Gajeel though as he felt a drop of sweat, completely unrelated to their previous exertion, run down his forehead.
He wanted to marry her, of course he did. But the thought terrified him. His enemies would get an easier target, 'Dude ya have a baby on the way! Easier target my foot! You're just being a pussy!" Gajeel's inner self. Gajeel snarled at his inner voice but also couldn't help but register the truth it carried.
A few weeks after that, on the way back from a job with Lily, he walked past a Jewelry store where he noticed a ring box that looked very familiar. He walked into the store and examined the box before he recalled the only picture Levy still had of her departed parents. A picture where her Father was down on one knee proposing to her Mother. Which currently hung on a wall in their living room.
The surprising part was that the ring box looked exactly like the one he had seen in Levy's fathers hand as he proposed. Lily followed him into the store, laughing out loud when he looked at the box in his best friends hand, knowing its relevance due to the picture in their living room. "The universe is telling you something Gajeel." Lily laughed, aware of Gajeel's fears of proposing. Which he found completely preposterous, but anyway.
Gajeel snarled at Lily but still bought the box. He then spent the better part of the next 2 weeks carefully crafting a ring made out of silver, gold and platinum. It consisted of a plain platinum band, with gold and silver engraved words, lining the inside. With a beautiful Blue diamond, given to him by Metallicana himself, resting in the centre. It was delicate and beautiful just like her.
~~~~~End Flashback~~~~~
The tiny box felt like it weighted a tonne in his pocket. But after the initial hesitation came the excitement.
Gajeel had it all planned out. Someday soon he was going to cook them something special, buy her her Favourite bottle of wine, play her Favourite song and ask her to dance. The song would then change to 'In case you didn't know' by 'Brett Young', her Favourite love song and he would get down on one knee. The rest would be in her hands.
Gajeel was brought out of his day dream when he noticed the time. '9:30! Time to wake the shrimp up.' Gajeel thought as he shook her awake. Levy stirred and lethargically opened her eyes, her vision Swimming. "Gajeel... I don't feel so..." Levy managed to mutter before she began to fall face first onto the floor.
