A/N: I've been seeing a lot of angsty GaLe fanart which is wonderful, but it hurts my heart so very much. So I wrote up some quick fluff to counterattack. This was gonna be about a bad hair day, but then I decided it's more like a morning routine for them (plus Gajeel's awful bedhead). The ending sucks... sorry.

Levy had a lot of bad hair days… in fact almost every day was a bad hair day for her. She'd started wearing the headbands for that very reason.

Although her bad hair days were nothing compared to Gajeel's.

She pressed her lips together to keep from smiling as the iron dragon slayer stumbled into the room. His black mane was sticking up in various places and part of it had flopped forward, covering his face. She was surprised that he could see through the dark locks.

"Good morning sleepyhead," Levy said, earning a growl in response. Levy had learned early on in their relationship that Gajeel was not a morning person. It was rare for him to speak before he got his coffee. One time they'd had an entire conversation where he only grunted. "Your coffee is almost ready."

He plopped into a chair and covered a yawn with his hand. Levy chuckled and turned back to the coffee. After a few minutes the smell of freshly brewed coffee filled the room and Gajeel had a full mug in his hands. Levy added a bit of cream and sugar to her cup and sat across from the iron dragon, smiling into her drink when he gulped half the cup in one go.

"Better?" she asked, sipping her own drink carefully. It was scalding hot after all.

Gajeel grunted in response and lowered his mug to the table. They fell silent as they drank their coffee, just enjoying each others company. Gajeel finished his first and rose to his feet, stretching his arms above his head and giving Levy a good look at his very bare chest. (She'd also learned early on in their relationship that Gajeel didn't sleep in much more than his undergarments, something she was totally okay with.)

He disappeared from the room and Levy moved to the living area. She curled up in her favorite armchair, a book propped open on her knees and her hands curled around her warm cup. A couple of minutes later Gajeel joined her, fully dressed. He stood in front of her and stared until she looked up from her book.

"Yes?" He was frowning and his hair looked even messier than it had earlier. "You fell asleep without properly drying your hair, didn't you?" His frown deepened and she smiled. She put her mug and book on a nearby table and motioned for him to crouch. Once he was level with her she rose to her knees and ran her hands through his hair, pushing it out of his face so she could see his eyes.

The heat in his eyes cause a flush to creep up her neck and she focused on his hair, trying to push all the naughty thoughts out of her head.

"I could braid it for you," she suggested. The face Gajeel made told her that he definitely didn't want that and she chuckled. "It was just a suggestion."

She ran her fingers through his hair again as she thought about what to do. It was soft between her fingers. She remembered the first time she'd felt his hair, surprised by how silky it was. Gajeel obviously cared for his hair and it made her smile.

"What?" Gajeel grumbled, drawing her from her thoughts. She focused on his face, her smile not leaving her lips.

"I was just thinking about how much you love your hair." Gajeel growled and Levy leaned forward to press a light kiss to his nose. "I have an idea."

She slipped out of the chair and padded into the bedroom, going right to her drawer. She dug around in it until she found what she was looking for, not at all surprised to see Gajeel standing in the doorway when she turned. She motioned for him to sit on the bed and stood in front of him. He watched her as she pushed his hair out of his face again, but this time she slid the piece of cloth around it, tying it back. Once the bandana was in place she leaned back a bit and smiled down at him.

"It'd be a shame to hide those pretty eyes." Gajeel snorted and arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her forward until she was between his legs. He smirked at her and brushed his nose against hers, the metal cool against her skin. "Oh really?" she said, her lips twisting in a smile. "Five minutes ago you didn't even have the energy to speak."

"You're the one who was seducin' me," he murmured, his nose brushing against her neck. She chuckled and her hands gripped his shoulders.

"You're going to mess up your hair again," she breathed. He pulled his head back, his eyes practically glowing as he stared at her.

"So will you."

She grinned and lowered her mouth to his in a kiss that left her breathless and he pull her down as he fell back on the bed. His hands slid up her back and under her hair as his fingers untied her headband, causing her hair to fall in her face. He smirked up at her and she narrowed her eyes, but then he was kissing her again, those big hands running through her hair and massaging her scalp and she stopped caring about everything.

Later when Lily returned from training he chose not to comment on Levy's awful case of "bedhead" and decided to ignore the insanely satisfied smirk on Gajeel's face. Instead he just accepted the glass of kiwi juice that Levy offered him and pretended like he didn't know what had happened before he got home. After all, it was just a typical morning.