Title: Perfect Moment
Prompt: Daydreams
Words: 392 (Sorry, I know it's really short)
Summary: Only one other thing in the world could make the moment perfect...
Perfect Moment
A gentle breeze sweeps the beautiful meadow. She stares into the blue sky, feeling the sunshine light up her face. A tiny bird sings a beautiful melody, another chiming in harmony. The world is quiet, with just the animals and insects buzzing about. She feels the breeze blowing against her face, the gentle movement pulling her into a gentle sleep.
She sits up slightly, drowsiness clouding her eyes. She picks a soft dandelion to make a wish. But what should she wish for?
There's only one other thing in the world that could make the moment perfect.
She blows the dandelion seed, the gentle scattering of the seeds picking up into the wind. She watches as they blow out of sight.
A little bumblebee buzzes to a buttercup inches away, as she stares at it, she feels a sense of calm. A hand on her shoulder distracts her. She turns. She gasps.
Her wish had come true.
Only one other thing could make the moment more perfect, and he stood right there beside her. He sits down next to her and places an arm around her tiny shoulders. The two lay down, staring at the blue sky. Her cheeks are rosy.
Perfect...
"Levy?"
Levy jolted out of her trance. She glanced to see both Jet and Droy looking at her in concern. "You spaced out," said Droy. "Are you alright?"
Levy blushed. "Yes, I'm fine. I'm so sorry."
They smiled gently. "No need, we weren't talking. As long as you're okay." Jet responded.
Levy smiled in response before collecting her things. "I'll see you guys tomorrow. Thanks for coming with me on the job!"
They grinned. "Team Shadowgear always sticks together!" they chorused. Levy laughed.
"Team Shadowgear always sticks together!" she repeated.
She returned to Fairy Hills and put her stuff away. She proceeded to the shower, where she washed her weary body. She remembered the daydream she had, blush coloring her cheeks.
"Does he daydream about me?" she whispered. "Like I daydream about him?"
She put on a nightgown of a sort before going to bed. It was beginning to get late anyway.
Across town, a man was about to sleep himself, before wondering to himself, "Does she daydream 'bout me? Like I do 'bout her?"
Gajeel fell asleep with a smile on his face.
I really wanted to thank all of you who reviewed, favorited and followed my story. You guys are the reason for me to keep going! THANK YOU SO MUCH! Oh, and sorry this is so short. I thought I'd make it short and sweet...plus I'm really tired. Sorry!
~Phantom-chan