3rd person

"Ughhhhhh" Bickslow groans as he rolls over on the bed, a large red spot forming in the center of his forehead. He had woken up only a few minutes prior and had tried untangling himself from the woman beneath him but to no avail, so he settled for observing her sleeping face. She made a small grumbling noise as her eyes fluttered open and he hadn't been able to look away because the rays of morning sun filtering through the curtains were illuminating her chocolate colored eyes in the most glorious way. Lucy was tired and a little disoriented so instead of seeing Bicksow's gentle gaze, she saw some dude hovering over her, and her first reaction was to head-but him after finding her legs incapacitated. Once Lucy came to she gasped and looked over at the man laying on the bed next to her, holding the bridge of his nose in hopes of easing his current headache.

"Oh God I'm so sorry I didn't realize it was you Bix!" Lucy exclaimed sitting up and moving closer to him.

"Yeah uh... no it's fine, I'm fine." He grunts out ,his eyes shut tightly making his pain obvious.

Lucy reached over and lightly placed her hand in his surprisingly soft blue hair, but flinched slightly when Bickslow's ruby eyes snapped open to stare up at her.

"Are you um...sure? I could get you ice or a cold towel or something."

"Uh...actually a towel would be nice.. I guess." Bickslow replies a bit dazedly. Neither mage seemed too fixated on getting up or moving from their current position, lost in each other's eyes.

"Punishment Princess?" Virgo's voice suddenly intrudes the comfortable silence a little louder than necessary. Lucy's eye twitches in annoyance, mentally cursing the maid for ruining her and Bix's little "moment".

"Not now Virgo. Why did you come out though I didn't call you?"

"I heard you required a cold towel so I came to assist. Forgive me for interrupting anything Princess."

Lucy sighs a short breath out but despite her slight irritation she smiles softly.

"No it's ok, thank you Virgo."

Virgo handed Lucy the cold moist towel, bowed, and was gone in a shower of golden light. She turns back to Bickslow to see him still starting at her and her cheeks bust out a new shade of unnatural pink. She gently placed the chilled damp towel on Bickslow's forehead where the mark had become more apparent. The man closed his eyes sighed with a mixture of content and relief as the pain eased a little.

"Hey, Bix?" Bicksow opens his eyes to smile at the woman above him.

"Yes gorgeous?" Both mage's eyes widened and they sat for a few moments locked in a wide eyed stare-down filled with awkward tension.

"Kay so... where's your visor at? And the babies now that I think about it.." Lucy trailed off looking around. Bickslow's eyes suddenly turned frantic; it wasn't his babies he was worried about, he had shut off their magic and had put them in a drawer to "sleep". But his visor, that was a real problem, and he was scolding himself for being so forgetful. He sprung up from the bed almost knocking Lucy over in the process, and darted around the room almost comically looking for the metal grate he wears over his eyes as reassurance.

Bickslow was used to sleeping alone so he had never thought to put it back on after he'd woken. Once he found the visor laying on the night stand on the opposite side of the bed he had slept on he quite literally dove for it but to no avail. Lucy had managed to grab it just before Bickslow could lay a finger on it and moved her arm out of range of his grasp.

"Nah uh mister I asked where it was not for you to snatch it." Lucy pouted

Bickslow slightly panicked which just made his current situation worse. Though he is much more in control of his magic than he was as an adolescent he still lost his grip on it every once in awhile, and those times were all triggered by strong emotional responses to things. He needed to calm down quickly or his magic would lash out and who knows what would happen then. So Bickslow closed his eyes, took a deep breath, exhaled, and then looked at Lucy with a more serious expression. Lucy noticed the shift from his panicked stare to his almost stern look and leaned back a little.

"Lucy. Give it back."

Lucy was a little taken aback by the harsh tone in his voice and the use of her actual name.

"No."

At that Bickslow openly gaped at her.

"You realize it's actually MY property right?"

"Irrelevant."

Now he glared at her a bit venomously

"No. It's extremely relevant, give it back right now."

"And if I refuse?" Lucy replied glaring back

"Then I'll take it back."

"Go ahead, try me."

"C'mon Cosplayer be an adult about this." He leveled seriously

"I am" she shrugged back

"Ok then." Was all Bickslow replied before lunging at Lucy's still outstretched arm. Before he reached her arm Lucy pulled it closer towards her body but Bickslow managed to snatch her elbow and pulled her body under his. Lucy glowered at him from below as he smirked smugly and then she started throwing punches with her free hand and kicks every which way as she struggled to get free. One of her punches was particularly hard and decided to take residence on Bickslow's poor face. They both froze where they were, Lucy's hands now on the sides of her face, eyes wide in a mixture of fear, shock and regret, and Bickslow's head was turned still from the impact. Bickslow slowly brought his head back to look at Lucy and she flinched under his intense stare as if he was staring into her soul. 'He can actually do that dumbass' Lucy thought to herself.

"Bix—Oof" Lucy had started to get out an apology but Bickslow grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head with one hand and place his other just above the curve of her hip. Unintentionally her grip on the metal visor in her hand loosened as she looked into the mans crimson irises.

"Thanks gorgeous." Bickslow says huskily as his hand slides up from the woman's hip up the side of her body to the hand that held his metal "eye prison" as Evergreen often called it. Before Lucy could react Bickslow plucked it easily from her lax grip.

The seith mage stood pulled his hood back over his extremely wild hair and swiftly exited the room without another word. He smirked though as he shut the door when he heard Lucy's indignant grunt/screech of frustration.

"That ASS!" Lucy screamed after she came back from her out of body experience.

In the other room

"So uh, what was all that ruckus?" Ever asks when she sees Bickslow sinking into the couch in the center of the main area, looking very dazed.

"Oh. Nothing really." Bickslow grins with his signature guild marked tongue hanging out.

"Riiiight. I'll just ask Lu later."

"Lu? I'm positive you two aren't that close."

"Shut up we're friends!" Ever yells

Bickslow had a smug look on his face but the look was instantly wiped off as he was hit with a fan on the back of his head.

"Shit what the fuck woman, it's like..." Bickslow glances at the nearest clock

"6:30 AM! Do you cary that damned thing on you when you sleep?!" He exclaimed, pointedly glaring at the burgundy fan in her hand.

"Yeah actually." Ever deadpanned

"Wow..."

"Yeah..."

"...So hows the missus?"

"I KNEW YOU'D ASK SOMETHING LIKE THAT!"

"That wasn't a denial, so how is she?"

"She's fine, I think." Bickslow smiles remembering how his hand had felt on her slim waist only a few minutes ago.

"You are so smitten." Ever says with a straight face and an eye roll.

"Am not!" Bickslow counters in a childlike manner and stuck his tongue out at the brown haired woman.

"Bix in all seriousness when are you gonna man up and finally do something about your feelings?"

"Hahaha actually I've been thinking about that and I've decided the perfect time. Never." Bixlow teasingly beams at Evergreen

Before the woman could respond Bixlow decided to change the topic.

"Oh! Do you guys have ice, maybe a dentist too? That she-beast may have knocked some teeth loose." Bixlow says with a sour face rubbing the side of his cheek. Ever snickered

"Yeah we do, but are you sure you wouldn't rather have me call Doc. McStuffins for that?" Ever smirks knowing it'll get a rise out of Bix.

"Fuck you crone." Ever gasps in mock offense

"Save it for your wife lover boy. Just don't do it today cause y'know...we have a job and we need you focused on the mission instead of Lucy's pu-" Ever couldn't finish her sentence though because a cold hand clamped over her lips, a smooth voice to accompany them.

"Let us not speak of Lucy-san in such a way." Freed cut in. He quickly removed his hand form Evergreens mouth, disgusted, as she had started licking it.

"Heathens, the both of you." The green haired mage huffs out and then retreats to the kitchen, most likely to make tea.

"Ass" Ever says under her breath

"You said it sista." Bixlow said in a sassy tone.

"Please don't ever do that again." The woman shivers in discomfort.

"No problem sista." Bixlow burst out into a fit of laughter which was more like cackling that was short lived due to a slap upside the head.

"Damn it woman!"

Now it was Ever's turn to laugh.

"By the way where's your eye prison?"

"FUCK!"

More wheezing laughter from the woman.

A/N: Hey everyone hope you liked the new chapter. Sorry for making you wait so long! Right now I'm in the process of editing past chapters (cause they made me cringe) and I should be done in a couple days. Feel free to review or PM any questions or thoughts!