prompt: lj's 30heartbeats no.1.11
notes: i'm sorry; i know i said i would try to update daily, but midterms have been buttfaces and shit. so yeah.
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She has no idea.
—he decides, half-full of disappointment and half-full of jumpy heartbeats and jitters, just from thinking about it—about her.
And she's absolutely beaming, shiningandshining, chatting in excitement to the girls about her upcoming date.
(Her date,
he secretly repeats to himself.)
Lucy is innocent, beautiful, endearing, and most of all—oblivious. And he couldn't agree more, watching from across the guild as she sits all pretty, and shimmering, and glimmering, lighting up the world with her cheshire smiles, brightbrightbright.
—and she has no idea that she is—and has been, for quite some time now—the sole focus of his attention.
She has no idea that all his days start with her, as he wakes up every morning and without knowing it, thinks only of puzzling trains of Lucy and breakfast and Lucy and nakama and fire and Lucy.
She has no idea that these thoughts of her never really stop, even as the day progresses on and on.
She has no idea that even as he drifts off into a night of slumber, his every dream is riddled with herherher.
And when she rejects his invitation to go on a job together (because she has a date), he tries and tries to hide the disappointment in his crestfallen eyes, glassy and wet and—seriously, he's not crying.
Feeling like his heart had been trampled,
Natsu sighs and sighs, trying not to think of why unrequited love is often called a 'crush'.
Then she surprises him, showing up on the train that evening, smiling and dateless and pretty like always.
(And she probably has no idea how incredibly happy he's feeling.)
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notes: ew this was kinda weak.