Laxus crept up the stairs behind his fellow dragon slayer, Wendy. His mind was going a mile a minute, preparing himself for rejection but also hoping they could salvage what they had before the blowup. He took Natsu's message from Lucy to heart. She did love him, but sometimes, when trust is shattered, it's not enough. He stopped infron of the infirmary door. Wendy had opened the door for him, but left immediately. Peering into the room Laxus spotted his treasure. She had her back turned to the door ans was gazing outside. The sun lit her profile like she was surrounded by a golden aura. He whole being looked like she was almost on fire. He couldn't help himself, he needed to touch her, make sure she was real. He stepped into the room and a floorboard creaked. She slowly turned to look at him, and with a placid smile on her face she made eye contact. "Well hello there Laxus."
Laxus walked around the bed and sat int the comfy chair Wendy had occupied earlier. The chair cushions held the scent of everyone who had come to sit with his celestial mage while she had been in the magically induced coma. It set his dragon on edge, but since Lucy was there, finally within arms reach, he was able to keep it at bay.
He cautiously reached out to touch her cheek, afraid she would vanish in a puff of stardust like her spirits. She leaned into his hand and smiled warmly. "So, am I still your mate, or have you found someone who doesn't have the nasty habbit if running away?"