Sooo I decided to continue and just let out a whole fuckton of little plot bunnies. So here you go. Seeing as I'm still currently watching the anime and working my way through the manga, I'm mainly going to be concentrating on storylines with Natsu, Laxus, Wendy, and Gajeel. I know them best and don't wanna fuck it up lmao \_(ツ)/ Cobra too because I love me some snake-boy. Some of the drabbles might be connected, but most of them are going to be stand-alones.
Lucy sat at the bar nursing her strawberry milkshake, gnawing her bottom lip almost raw and continuously glancing back to the doors of the guildhall. The Raijinshuu were meant to be returning this afternoon from a two month long mission eradicating monsters assigned by the Council, and she was getting antsy with each passing minute they didn't arrive.
She had grown surprisingly close to the team of S-class mages, closest to their broody fellow blond of a leader. His presence made her feel safe. So he kind of needed to be here and alive to provide that safe feeling.
The doors to the guild crashed open behind her, prompting Lucy to whip around so quickly her neck popped. Bickslow and Evergreen came trudging in followed Freed and finally Laxus. Her body moved almost or it's own accord, hurtling across the hall to launch herself at the big slayer. She locked her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist, burying her face under his chin.
Laxus looped his long arms around her tiny frame and pulled her closer with a chuckle. "Miss me, Blondie?"
Lucy let out an only slightly-weepy-sounding laugh and tugged on a tuft of his own wild blond locks as she looked up at him. "You were gone too long. I kept having nightmares that you were dying." She admitted quietly, tightening her hold on him.
His smirk softened into a small smile and he leaned forward to nuzzle her cheek with his own, letting out a soft rumble. "Takes more than a couple monsters to kill me, Blondie." He murmured, his dragon preening inwardly when she returned his nuzzle with one of her own.
Instead of setting Lucy on her feet to walk back through the guild he kept his hold on her and called to Mira for a beer as he made his way up to his team's usual table in the S-class lounge. Maybe if she hadn't been so worried about him Lucy might have put up more of a fuss about being carried around like a doll, but as it were right now she was content to be cradled against the big slayer. She almost drew the line at continuing to be held as he sat down and showed no signs of releasing her, but stopped at the subtle way his hands tightened around her hips. So instead she hid a smile against his neck and sank further into his embrace.
"Comfy, Cosplayer?" Bickslow questioned from across the table, sticking his tongue out at her back as he teased the little mage. His babies bounced around their heads chorusing 'cosplayer, cosplayer!' All of the Raijinshuu has grown used to and fond of the little mage as their leader grew closer to her.
Lucy didn't reward him with a verbal response, instead flipping him the bird over her shoulder. She was the tiniest bit self-conscious about being wrapped so intimately around the large slayer. They had never really been this close physically whenever they would hang out together in private, let alone in public! But she had missed him dammit!
Though she had just arrived at the guild not long before the Raijinshuu, Lucy struggled to keep her eyes open as conversation resumed around her. She hadn't been exaggerating about her nightmares. They had been plaguing her nights for weeks now. It felt as if she hadn't had a decent night's sleep in years. Her eyes grew heavier and heavier the longer she sat ensconced in the lightning slayer's embrace.
Laxus, himself, seemed perfectly content to keep the little mage tucked against his body as it were, only adjusting his grip on her to be able to cradle her close and drink from his mug at the same time. Occasionally he would murmur something to Lucy and make her smile, or the rumble of his laughter would jostle her just enough to rouse her back into the land of the living completely.
But as the minutes passed the call to the land of nod became stronger, and she found herself less and less inclined to ignore it. So - despite being within the noisy guildhall - Lucy found herself falling deeply asleep to the faint sound of her slayer's heartbeat.
Lucy awoke sometime later to the tiny sound of a laughter soundtrack, only the bluish glow of a lacrimavision lighting the space around her. She noticed a few things immediately: she was not in her own apartment, she was alone in this strange place, and the sound of an unfamiliar shower was reaching her ears.
She blearily rubbed the sleep out of her eyes and glanced around for her keys, not feeling their familiar weight against her hip. Both her key ring and whip were placed neatly on a bedside table to her left, along with her boots sitting on the floor beside it.
Lucy recalled falling asleep clinging to Laxus like a spider monkey with a blush, deducing that she was probably at his house and hadn't been kidnapped yet again. Laxus would never let her come to harm or be taken away. He was as protective and possessive of his nakama as Natsu.
That didn't explain why she was in his bed of all places. Sure they had grown close, but not that close. At least so Lucy had assumed. Seems like she has been proved wrong. The sound of the shower shutting off in the adjacent room alerted her to the fact that she'd be able to ask Laxus himself in a moment.
What she did not expect was for him to exit the bathroom in nothing but a pair of loose sweatpants, rubbing a towel through his hair. Well fuck her silly, he was gorgeous. Lucy had always been aware of this fact, but she had never been quite so forcefully punched in the face with it before either. She really wanted to stop staring before he noticed that she was awake and doing so, but that just wasn't in the cards for Lucy that night.
"See something you like, Blondie?" Laxus teased as he tossed his used towel into a hamper near the bathroom door.
Lucy swore she flushed clear down to her toes at that comment. She opted not to rise to the bait. "You're blonde too, Spark Plug."
He laughed as he plopped down on the bed beside her, causing Lucy to bounce with the movement and fall into his chest. She was pretty sure there was no blood left to get to her brain, it was all in her face at this point.
She let out a tiny 'eep!' when Laxus just looped an arm around her waist and hauled her with him as he scooted back to lean against the headboard, not relinquishing his hold on her once he settled. A glance at the clock on his bedside table revealed it to be nearing eight o'clock at night, meaning she had napped for almost four hours. That explained why it was so dark out at least.
"Why didn't you wake me sooner?" She murmured, wiggling around until she was seated beside him against the headboard instead of sprawled across his chest.
Laxus huffed at her movement and used the arm still around her shoulders to rugs her back closer to him. Lucy rolled her eyes to herself and decided to sink further into his welcomed warmth. There was just something about dragon slayers and being so cuddleable…
She leaned back a bit to look up at his face and pinched his side lightly when he didn't respond to her question. "Well? I could have walked myself home, you big lug. It's late."
"Wanted to see you longer, Blondie." He chuckled and pinched her side in retaliation.
Lucy tried to contain the huff of laughter that escaped her, but to no avail. She was extremely ticklish practically everywhere and not eager for Laxus to be privy to that information. Damn dragon slayers and their heightened senses, though, he picked up on her discomfort right away.
An evil grin took over his face as he gazed down at the celestial mage tucked under his arm. "Ticklish?"
Horror slammed into Lucy at the sight of that handsome grin. "Nope!" She squeaked, desperately scrambling away from the larger mage. "Not a bit!"
Laxus's hand closed over one of her ankles before she could completely escape the confines of his - frankly massive - bed. He yanked her down to crash face first in the mattress, dragging her back across the space to hover over her. "Then why you trying to run?"
Lucy didn't even get a chance to answer before his fingers were digging into her waist. There was no way for her to escape with the hulking dragon slayer straddling her hips, and no way for her to defend herself while she was pinned on her stomach. Lucy swore she was going to suffocate with her face buried in the sheets to muffle her laughter.
"UNCLE! I surrender!" She shrieked, managing to wiggle her way onto her back to better defend herself from the devious lightning mage's hands. She was breathless with laughter, and as soon as she managed to remove a hand from her rib cage it seemed the other was there to take its place.
Laxus paused his assault with a laugh and sat back slightly on his heels, still straddling the smaller mage. "Admit that you're ticklish and I'm the most handsome man in the world." He demanded.
"Pfft! Never!" Lucy denied, reaching up with both hands to pinch at his sides.
The devilish gleam renewed itself in Laxus's eyes. He swooped both of Lucy's dainty wrists into one of his hands and pinned them to the mattress above her head. "Surrender denied, in that case."
Lucy fought to free her hands from Laxus's grip, but considering both her wrists fit snugly within one of his hands, it was a lost cause. "Fine!" She gasped out between peals of laughter at his continued assault. "I'm ticklish!"
"And?" Laxus ceased tickling her, raising an eyebrow and cupping his free hand behind his ear. "I don't hear the second half of your surrender."
"I never agreed to those terms!" Lucy giggled, trying not to think about how he could probably hear how her heart stuttered at his proximity.
Laxus dropped his hand back down to rest threateningly on her ribs. "Blondie…" His voice held a playful tint of warning, thumb absently sweeping back and forth.
Another blush flared to life with a vengeance as Lucy's mind finally registered the position they were in. How close their faces were. She bit her lip and turned her face to the side. "...and you're the most handsome man in the world." She finally muttered in defeat, praying that he would spare her and move away. She didn't think her heart was up to this much of a workout at the moment.
Her tormentor let out a chuckle and reached up to lightly pinch her burning cheek. "There now, was that so hard?" He taunted.
She turned her face to flare up at him. "Extremely." She bit out sarcastically. Lucy tilted her head up to look at her captured hands, attempting to ignore how close his stupid gorgeous face was. She tugged her arms against the shackle of his hold. "Mind setting me free now that you've had your fun at my expense?"
Laxus sat back a bit with a smirk before leaning forward a bit to transfer one of her wrists into his free hand, effectively pinning her to the bed beneath him. "I dunno Blondie, I kinda like it like this. You at my mercy." She had to be imagining the way his eyes seemed to quickly flicker down her form appreciatively.
She narrowed her eyes up at him. "Don't make me summon Loke. He's still all-too-eager to punch you in the face." Which was true. Her faithful feline friend never truly forgave Laxus for the whole Thunder Palace debacle.
He snorted and slowly released the pressure on her wrists, rolling off of her to lay beside her on the bed, head propped up in one hand as he looked down at her. "Like your little kitty could beat me." He boasted, tangling his fingers in her hair that was sprawled in the space between them.
Lucy let out her own snort. Ever the humble one, that Laxus. "You still never answered my question. You didn't have to carry me all the way here. I know you've gotta be tired after that mission." She murmured in place of starting another play fight about his abilities.
"Just wanted to see you longer, Blondie. Seemed like you needed the sleep since you passed out in the middle of a noisy ass guild brawl." He admitted, twirling a lock of her hair between his fingers.
She smiled softly. "I haven't really been sleeping well. I was worried about you guys." She rolled over to duck beneath his arm between them and tuck herself into his chest, throwing her own arm over his waist. "I know you can handle yourselves and that you're S-class for a reason, but I can't help but worry. You're all nakama. You're my friends." She mumbled into his skin.
Laxus lightly tugged on the lock of hair between his fingers to make her look up at him. Lucy compromised and turned her face enough to peel up at him with one eye, her face still smooshed against his chest. Laxus chuckled and slid his hand up her neck to cup her cheek. "You're such a worrywart."
Lucy scowled up at him. "I can't help that I care!" She stuck her tongue out at him and attempted to bury her face against him again.
His hand on her cheek stopped her, thumb brushing lightly over her cheekbone and sending goosebumps down her spine. "Hey." He demanded her attention. "I never said it was a bad thing." He uses his hold on her to flip them so that he was hovering above her body again, this time with his hands planted on the mattress on either side of her head.
Lucy's eyes widened at the sudden serious expression on his face. She couldn't help the way her heart sped up again at his proximity. "The way you care so much about everyone without holding grudges is one of the things I admire most about you, Lucy." Her heart definitely stuttered loudly at his use of her name, and she knew he definitely heard it.
She licked her suddenly dry lips and tried to ignore the way his eyes followed the movement. There was no way that Laxus would ever look at her like that. "I'm Lucy again?" She questioned, hoping against hope that some humor would lighten the suddenly much-too-intense atmosphere. "I guess that makes you Blondie then, doesn't it?"
Laxus blinked at her in surprise for a second before letting out a full-bellied laugh. "I guess it does." He agreed, one of his hands moving over to slide into the hair at the base of her skull.
He stated down at her for a second, seemingly trying to gauge what she was feeling at the moment. His face slowly lowered down until his nose was just brushing against hers, holding her gaze the entire time. "I'm going to kiss you now, Lucy." The fingers in her hair shifted to cup the back of her skull. "You've got five seconds to tell me to fuck off if you don't want me to."
The courtesy of a back out wasn't needed. Almost of their own accord Lucy's arms were lifting up and circling around the dragon slayer's neck for the second time that day, crashing his mouth down onto hers.
If Laxus was surprised by the gesture he didn't show it. He just followed Lucy's lead, his other hand finding its way down to clutching her hip, powerful fingers digging into the exposed skin there.
Lucy was unsure of how long they lay there making out, her brain was still trying to grasp the concept that she wasn't stuck in the friend/little sister zone with Laxus like she had been certain she was. All she knew was one moment they were laying sideways across the mattress and the next she was seated across Laxus's lap as he leaned against the headboard. She rested her forehead against his and took in some much needed oxygen. You can only breathe through your nose for so long while your face is attached to someone else's.
Laxus leaned forward to nuzzle her shoulder with a purr. "I've been wanting to do that for ages." He admitted quietly, tightening his grip on her body. "Didn't wanna scare you off though."
Lucy let out a breathy laugh. "You don't scare me, mister."
He smirked. "Good. I'd hate to have to track you down for hiding from me. I'm a little attached at this point." He seemed to debate something with himself before pulling back enough to look Lucy in the eye. "Stay with me tonight, Blondie? Just to sleep. We both need a good night's sleep."
She didn't even have to think about it before nodding in agreement. Having Laxus right nearby was sure to help immensely with her nightmares of his ill-fated end. "I'd like that."
So Lucy found herself snuggled up and safe in the embrace of her large lightning slayer, smiling softly to herself as she nodded off and slept through the night for the first time in weeks.
It's like midnight thirty y'all. I had a bit of writer's block on this one and was finally able to work through it tonight. Went from 600 words to like 3k. But here's the first Laxus drabble! Hope you like it!