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Gajeel was the first to wake. His neck strand in soreness as he bent it side to side. He had slept sitting up on his couch, which was never a good idea seeing it was falling apart. As he went to stretch his arms he noticed a pressure on his mostly numb leg. Looking down, Gajeel saw a head of blue cutting off blood to his lower leg. Levy had cuddled up to his thigh in the night and was currently nuzzling him. Flustered, he went to jump up and push her off, but he stopped when her eyes fluttered open.
She turned her head slightly to look up at him; her eyes still wore a masking of sleep. Speechless, she just looked up at him with a pair of never-ending brown eyes. Her mouth was open slightly and Gajeel could tell she was still half asleep. Growing uncomfortable, he looked away and a "tch" and didn't look back until he felt a pulling at his shirt. When she regained his view she simply nodded in the directions of the table where her water glass sat. With a sigh Gajeel leaned over her and retrieved it, handing to her on his return.
Levy brought it to her lips and slowly drank half. With a small cough she finished and smiled up at him; good morning, Gajeel."
"Morning, Shrimp. Mind gettin' off of me?"
Cherry-faced, Levy shot up; "sorry... must have done it in the night."
"It's fine. Legs just killin' me."
She spun to hang her legs of the sofa; "did you sleep well?" she asked.
"Yeah, you?" the grizzled boy said as he got to his feet.
"Yes. Thank you again."
"Stop it with that, you don't have 'ta thank me."
"...Fine" she said meekly. "
"Hm, ya hungry?"
Levy stood with a yawn; "I suppose."
Gajeel grunted and walked over to his cluttered kitchen. He rifled through the cabinets and produced a box of cereal. After trying a few he sighed and made his way over to the trash bin; throwing it out.
"Looks like we're eatin' out, again" he said more to himself then his guest.
"Any ideas?" she questioned.
As he walked through the small hallway he called back; "I know a place, get changed."
"Gajeel, I have no clothes."
He leered around the corner and looked her up and down; "Look over in that pile. You should find something."
Carefully, Levy picked through the pile of discarded clothes. She did notice a pleasant smell so they were clean. Seeing she could deal with the same pants, Levy decided on the smallest shirt she could find; a small black sleeveless top. Next, under a pair of black ripped jeans, she found a red hoodie that was fair to large for her; but glaceing outside she knew she would need the extra layer. Standing, she began to turn and call to Gajeel; "Hey, I found some stuff, where can I chan-"
Gajeel stopped at the corner as she turned. In the time he was in his room he'd totally forgotten he had a guest, a female guest, and had come out to look for a new shirt. Levy's face turned red so fast he thought she was going to pass out.
"Shit, sorry Shrimp. Needed to just grab a shirt."
She was frozen, eyes wide.
Levy had seen guys shirtless, sure. She'd been friends with Natsu forever and Gray loved to take his clothes off so normally it didn't effect her. But Gajeel, Gajeel was. She couldn't think, fried.
"Oi, Shrimp!" Gajeel snapped.
"W-what!"
"Quit your staring and go get dressed!"
"S-sorry!" she rushed past his, still blushing like a school girl.
Gajeel shock his head and grabbed out the first shirt he could find and threw on his jacket. He check his money and glaceed at his phone as he waited for Levy. A small sound made his look up; in front of him stood a tiny girl in over sized clothing. In his over sized clothing. He had never gotten why guys liked when girl wore their shit, he found it stupid.
Seeing her rub the back of her next with her face still red forced his opinion to change.
"Do I look all right?"
"Y-yeah.." he said but "holy fuckin' shit, how can one girl be so God damn adorable; what the fuck what the fuck what th-"
"Ready to go?" she said, jerking his from his thoughts.
He grunted and ripped the door open.
The diner Gajeel had brought he too was surprising nice. It was small and old fashion, it even had jukeboxes on each table. The waitresses seemed to know Gajeel and made sure his food came fast. The girl gave him a smile and her a wink as she placed their food on the table and Gajeel grunted his thanks. Compared to Levy's meal, Gajeel had to be eating the diner's whole store, so she finished far before him. She gave the songs on the music box a quite look over and found a song that she new, but when she slide the money in the box leached and skipped.
A soft and smooth trumpet begin to play, then a gravely voice started to sing; "Give me a kiss to build a dream on. And my imagination will thrive upon that kiss, Sweetheart..."
"Oh no," Levy swore, "I didn't mean to put this on!" she said as she reach to turn it off.
A hand grabbed hers and as she looked at it's owner she saw Gajeel with his eyes closed, slowing rocking back and forth.
"Leave it."
He removed his hands and let himself remember the lyrics; " And when I'm alone with my fancies, shooby doo, I'll be with you. Weaving romances, making believe they're true, doo bop."
As he finished with the song Gajeel went back to eating with an awestruck Levy sitting across from him.
"Y-you sing?"
"Yup" he said with a mouth full of food.
"For how long?"
Gajeel though for a moment before answering: "always."
"Well, I really like it."
"Thanks" he said flatly.
"What do you sing?"
"Anything really" he said as he pushed his cleaned plate away.
"Do you play any instrument?"
"Yeah, guitar."
"I didn't see one at your place."
"Cuz I don't got one, Shorty" he mocked.
"Oh, well I'd like to hear you one day."
"Sure," he promised, "now let's get out of here."
He threw the money on the table, got his jacket and offered a hand to Levy. Slowly, she used it to raised herself. But when she smiled warmly at him, he returned it to his pocket.
"Silly Gajeel, ready?"
"Hmm."
As they exited the diner the Levy sheepishly moved ageist him and when Gajeel didn't move a safe distance , she stayed and roped her fingers around the cuff of his sleeve.
"I'll walk you home?" he offered.
"I'd like that" Levy confirmed.
