Hey everybody! I'm really enjoying writing these and all the wonderful responses I've been getting! Spring Break was just begun so I hope I can get a lot done this week, seeing that school won't be in my way…but then again, procrastination seems to get to me a lot. With this chapter, I ended up just glancing at this document sitting on my desktop and didn't work on it more times than I care to admit. Whoops. Well here you go!
Dark of Dawn
Waking up to the scent of metal and a hint of cologne has got to be a first, Levy thought to herself as her nose began to awaken with the rest of her senses. Her ears wakened next, instantly met with a thumping heartbeat and an even greater deep snoring. The two sounds startled the rest of her body awake, as she now understood she had slept with someone by her side, but now she realized that whoever she was with did not simply sleep next to her.
Levy was cradled in a blockade of massive, scarred arms. This enclosure caused a huge increase in heat, and a severe shortage in personal space. Apparently her sweat glands had been especially busy that night due to this, seeing as her new dress was now dotted with sweat beads and her skin trickled in perspiration. Her tangled azure hair was currently being nestled in by someone's face. Levy's petite, lean legs naturally twisted around masculine, brawny ones. After briefly taking a second to compose herself, she prepared herself to push herself away from the large partner in the bed with her, except it was then that she realized that her hands were tightly bound around the waist of the figure attached to her. Not only were the two bound together as if their live depended on it, but the man next to Levy was shirtless. Plus, he was noticeably ripped. Every section of this man's eight-pack jabbed into Levy's stomach and the warmth of his skin somehow sent chills down her spine.
Bravely, Levy opened her hazel eyes to find out who the mystery man she was laying with was.
As soon as she caught a glance of a long opal mane, Levy gasped with nervous excitement.
She had slept with Gajeel.
He looks so peaceful when he sleeps, but as soon as he opens his eyes… Levy mentally noted to herself as she studied his peaceful face. The studs along the bridge of his nose barely glimmered in the dark of the misty dawn.
Originally, Levy had planned on wiggling out of his extremely tight clutch. Though now, the heavy weight of comfort and heat, Levy was pulled down back into a deep sleep.
Gajeel smelled her hair one last time, being sure to remember her blue locks' perfect aroma. Sadly, he knew he had to move from this perfect position they found themselves in.
Reluctantly, Gajeel slightly gave his Shrimp a slight shake on her petite shoulder.
"Oi, imma get up and make up breakfast, okay Shrimp?" Gajeel grumbled into her hair.
A small mumble from Levy hummed against Gajeel's bare chest, her tone sounding feisty, but also slightly relaxed.
With a great amount of effort, he forced himself to slip out of his bed and make his way into the kitchen.
At least cooking will get my mind off the fact that I woke up with Levy by my side Gajeel thought to himself, trying bit by bit to reclaim his now jumbled mind.
"Hey," Levy squeaked out, "Am I allowed to…"
"What is it? Spit it out shorty." Gajeel spat at her, not meaning to sound so harsh and demanding.
"Take a shower?!" she stammered out, her face immediately turning an adorable shade of pink.
As soon as Gajeel realized that Levy was asking to shower in his shower…naked,his face reddened too.
"Uh...yeah…sure Shrimp. Just around the corner on your left." He directed her after the brief awkward silence passed between the two.
I really suck at my endings, I know…but I can't help it. I hate all endings with a passion! Well, what did you think? Loved it? Despised it? Not exactly the feisty Levy you were probably expecting, but I feel like that's so clique and overused. That's all! Until next time ❤