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maybe today
Lucy grinned when the doorbell jingled at one o'clock straight.
"Hey Natsu!" she called without bothering to check if it was indeed him.
It had been almost a month now, since they had met. And their occasional coffee breaks had long turned into a daily routine.
It was new to Lucy, that her weekends seemed so much more bland and boring than the workdays. These little moments of relaxation and bliss had become her favourite part of the week.
"I hope you didn't forget that I wanted caramel syrup today!"
"Sure did."
She peeked her head around the corner, ready to protest. His head hung low in shame, but when he brought it up, she saw that the corners of his mouth were twitching.
"Nah, just joking. Course I didn't forget. I don't have a death wish."
"Idiot."
They had grown considerably closer, too.
Many things Lucy had been wondering about, she had discovered - but only to find even more mysteries waiting to be explored. He truly was a piece of work, that Natsu.
But of course, they were friends now - just friends, she reminded herself - and she could ask about many things with much less reserve than before.
For one, she had finally dared to address the tattoo sleeve on his right arm - if not the others. They still remained a mystery to her, always covered up by his clothes. His stupid, funny, obstructing clothes.
Really, his fashion sense was an adventure in itself.
Today, too, she almost guffawed when she saw him.
Or rather, his pants. They demanded to be seen first thing, with their bright colours and crazy patterns. He blended in with the flowers around him almost perfectly. He even worse suspendes along with them, but they hung loosely around his thighs.
And then, at least, a simple grey tanktop to balance it all out.
The weather was great these days, and on most days jackets were only needed in the early morning or late afternoon. Much to Lucy's joy.
His tattoo was almost completely visible. Now that she knew what it was - a phoenix - she could make it out almost entirely.
It was not obvious at first glance; it seemed more like an inferno of reds and black. But if you took a closer look, you could distinguish sporadic feathers between the red flames, and even the claws, on his inner upperarm. The fiery tail wound around his elbow and trailed out on his forearm.
It reached up almost to his throat, and he never managed to cover it up completely, except when he wore the grey scarf he seemed to love quite a lot.
He'd told her he had a few more tattoos, but for some reason she had not dared ask. Maybe it had something to do with the image of him pulling his shirt off his muscular torso, ruffling his hair as he grinned at her like he always did. No, she would find out about those other tattoos of his another day, when she had her hormones under better control.
She rid herself off such thoughts with a chuckle, rushing back to her chamber to finish the task at hand while he waited patiently. Or rather, as patiently as Natsu Dragneel could wait. He bustled through the store, stopping in front of different flowers, Lucy knew. And sure enough, soon he called:
"What are these called, the yellow ones that kinda look like bells in the middle?"
"They're Daffodils," Lucy called back. "Beautiful, aren't they?"
He had made it a habit to learn about her flowers, just like she had taken interest in his many sketches. She had yet to see him bring one of them to life on skin. Oh but she wanted to. So bad.
Maybe today she would ask him.
The bell jingled as he entered the shop.
"Hey Natsu!" he heard her call. The fact she knew it was him filled him with a weird sense of pride. He grinned as she reminded him of her caramel wishes.
A little scare would do her good.
"Sure did."
His lips twitched when he heard her shuffle towards the corner, and he barely managed to surpress a grin when she puffed her cheeks at him in disdain. He held out her cup of coffee, but she did not come closer to take it.
"Nah, just joking. Course I didn't forget. I don't have a death wish."
"Idiot."
As she disappeared around the corner again, he chuckled. It felt like he had known her for ages now. He could not imagine how his new job would have been if not for her. The flower shop girl in love with fairies.
His eyes moved around the room, spying the occasional fairy figure between the flower pots. One of these days he'd have to ask her about them. He shuffled around, unable to stay still for long.
How much longer would it take her? Was she growing a tree back there?
Natsu leaned forward to sniff on a particularly bright little fellow.
"What are these called, the yellow ones that kinda look like bells in the middle?"
"They're Daffodils," she answered. "Beautiful, aren't they?"
He hummed in response, probably not loud enough for her to catch it.
They had a nice colour, a little like her hair.
He wondered if today would be a good time. The thought had been sitting at the forefront of his mind these last days, but he wasn't sure what to do with it.
They were just friends, after all, weren't they?
He wondered.
Was it normal to be grumpy all day when you couldn't make it to your usual coffee break? Did you think of her all the time, because it was always so much fun to be with her? Did you secretly sketch your friend?
Natsu huffed, straightening his back when he heard her steps on the creaky wooden floor.
Maybe today he would ask her.