A/N: The prompt for today was First and I just had no inspiration... but I attempted something. Another short drabble of sorts. Tomorrow's might be a bit lengthy... I suppose we'll see.
I feel like I can't get these characters right and it's really frustrating me because I don't think I've ever shipped anything as hard as this, but I won't give up. They're just too wonderful for me to not write about.
Their first kiss wasn't magical or romantic.
There wasn't some big fancy meal leading up to a starlight walk through the park. There was no serenading or nervous flirting. The setting wasn't her doorstep or on a bridge under the moon. No special moment led up to it.
It just sort of happened.
Although if you were to ask anyone they would say it was a long time coming. There were few in the guild who didn't know of Levy's feelings for Gajeel and vice versa. Everyone had expected it to be Gajeel who finally made the move, not little Levy.
No one had really noticed the solid script mage as she strode to where Gajeel was seated with determination in her gaze and purpose in her step. No one paid any attention to the pair until Levy grabbed Gajeel by his collar and pulled him close. No one dared breathe as they watched and waited to see what would happen.
Then Levy kissed him and the room erupted in noise once again as guildmates cheered for their friends (and others cried over the loss). It wasn't much of a kiss, barely more than a brush of lips, but it was enough.
It was her declaration.
And later when Gajeel pulled her out of the crowd and pressed his lips against hers in a kiss that left her seeing stars. She knew it was his response.