Freed couldn't keep the smile from his face as he walked along with Laxus. He had never told Freed he loved him before, and the thought made his head whirl, giddy with the excitement of the possibilities. Freed kept replaying that moment in his mind, and each time he got the same overwhelming desire for more. More what, he wasn't sure. But if there was more to be had, why wouldn't he want it. He was hungry for all Laxus had. Now his eyes slid to the box in Laxus' strong arms. What Laxus had now was cake.
The park seemed to be deserted, so the two sat down in the soft grass. Laxus opened the box and lifted the cake out. Setting it gently on the grass between them, he pulled out two forks and handed one to Freed. Then he took out a knife and began cutting the cake.
"It's almost a shame." Laxus muttered. "Such a beautiful cake." Freed's heart fluttered at the words left unspoken. Just like you, his eyes said.
"I'm sure it'll be super sweet." Freed said cheerfully, before gazing adoringly at Laxus. "Almost as sweet as you."
Laxus glanced around, and spotting a person walking by, his face reddened. "Not here Freed." Freed frowned at him, concerned. Why did he care who saw them?
"They don't matter Laxus." Freed vowed. "Only you, and me."
Laxus said nothing, only scooped up some cake on his fork and ate it. Freed sighed and did the same. He stared glumly at his slice of cake, pushing it around with his fork, his eyes unfocused. He felt his euphoria dying away, when something appeared in front of his face. It was a small piece of cake. He excitedly bit it off the fork, and Laxus pulled the utensil back. Freed was on his hands and knees in an instant, a bite sized piece of cake on his fork, eagerly trying to get Laxus to eat it. Laxus playfully tried to block Freed, but he gave up easily and bit the piece off the fork. Freed tried to feed him another bite of cake, excitedly putting the fork in front of Laxus' face and placing his other hand on Laxus' crossed legs.
"Freed! Freed!" Laxus moaned, turning his head away only to find the fork in his face again. He laughed and turned away again, but Freed was in front of him in the blink of an eye. He gently pushed Freed away, but Freed was determined. "I can eat my own cake!" He pushed Freed's arm back. "Feed yourself." Freed just pushed closer to Laxus, resting his knees on Laxus' and putting his free hand on Laxus' shoulder. Laxus moved back a little, and Freed moved forwards. Eventually Laxus fell back, his legs knocking Freed off balance. He tumbled down on top of him, but before he could scramble off and apologize, Laxus started laughing. The cake had landed on Laxus' forehead.
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry! Laxus, I-"
"Don't worry Freed," Laxus wiped off the cake with the back of his hand, popping his iced finger into his mouth. "This is really good cake. You're a great cook."
"Uh, thanks. Anything for you." Freed responded, feeling awkward. He was still on top of Laxus. Suddenly Laxus started chuckling, and Freed got off him and turned around. "Hey! Erza!" He shouted, annoyed. The knight Mage was running off with their cake! He started to give chase, when Laxus grabbed his hand. He pulled Freed around, and he bumped into Laxus and staggered back.
"They don't matter. Only you and me, remember Freed?" Freed looked up into his grey blue eyes, feeling himself get swept into those deep oceans. Freed could hardly find his voice to answer.
"Only you and me."