Cheated a little bit on this one, but I think the end result was worth it
Requested by dragonshost
Prompt: "I've been in love with you since the first time I saw you" MidMira
Midnight didn't believe in love. At least, he didn't anymore. Maybe he never had in the first place.
He couldn't remember his parents well. He knew his father was often away traveling, but even his mother didn't clearly stand out in his memory. If love was a thing in his family, it was one he never registered in his mind.
In the Tower, love was as foreign as any other positive human emotion. Hate became the new norm and pain its constant companion.
That all changed when Brain arrived to take them away. He thought he had finally found a form of love when the man who raised him first took him aside to proclaim him as his "son". The joy of being wanted by someone, anyone, convinced tiny Midnight that what Brain felt for him must be love. In reality, it had just been one more scheme of Brain's to control him; a ploy he kept up all throughout Midnight's childhood, which later prompted the disastrous Infinity Clock incident.
It wasn't until Cobra killed him, however, that Midnight realized just how little he felt towards the man. No, love was never a factor in their relationship. Right from the start it was just lies.
So, imagine the surprise running through the reflector mage when he told the demon running the bar at Fairy Tail that he loved her.
It was not a spontaneous event either. The weeks leading up to the reveal had Midnight wondering again and again if he really meant what he wanted to say, or if it was just the closest approximation to what he actually felt. He racked his brain trying to think of a better response, ultimately coming up empty. He even asked Cobra for help in checking his thoughts to see if what he felt was true, to which the dragonslayer responded to this rare show of vulnerability from his friend by laughing in his face and vaguely stating that he'd "figure it out eventually". He certainly wasn't as joyous when Midnight almost choked him with his coat.
Still, the problem remained; what to tell her exactly?
In the end, he went with love. Not out of any reassurance that what he felt was love, but simply because no other option seemed fitting enough to convey just how he felt.
After the confession, when the bar was closed and the guild members had gone home, she asked what made him think it was love. She hadn't spoken to him since he confessed that afternoon. He said he didn't know, only that she made him feel differently than any of his friends, any of the other people he'd come across in his life. That there was a certain ease of mind felt around her, a comforting and yet invigorating emotion. He stated that he had felt strangely since the first time they'd met officially at the guild.
She laughed at that. "Love at first sight?" she'd asked.
Midnight couldn't fathom the concept.
After that she sat next to him, grasped his hand in hers and simply asked if he'd wanted to get to know her better before deciding upon anything. He looked into her ocean blue eyes that stared right at him. At that warm smile that felt so right when trained on him, and said yes. He was more than ok with working things out, especially since this was all so new to him.
Midnight might not believe in love...but maybe Macbeth did. He would have to find out.