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Gajeel sits next to her on the couch, her lap is overflowing with wiggle worm arms and legs that don't quite have the hang of coordinated control.
He scoffs as she trails her thin finger down his son's pudgy nose and how the baby can't help but go cross-eyed as his eyes attempt to never look away from her. Levy's laugh is a set of bells that catches the infant's constantly shifting attention and she curls him forward to lay on her chest where he can latch his fist into the soft fabric on her shoulder.
The dragon slayer quirks the metal studs over his brow. "Not happy at all, are you?"
Her nose scrunches and she uses her free hand to snatch his. "Nope." The word is murmured over the tough skin of his knuckles as her eyes drift shut.
He allows her to pull his arm further to plant her mouth over the back of his palm. She raises her head and smiles at him.
"Absolutely miserable."
#44; baisemain, a kiss on the hand
originally posted: 9-18-13
A/N: I'm still on the fence about putting such a short drabble in one chapter. Oh well, c'est la vie.