Disclaimer: The characters belongs to Hiro Mashima

Drabbles of First Meetings!

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Winter, Sting decided, was an awful time to forgot your keys. It was a shame that it also happened on his first month as an official adult. He couldn't believe he had been so stupid to just get off his apartment, forgetting his jacket and therefore his keys.

To be fair, he had just planned a short trip to the nearest shop and came back before it started to get cold. Having to stay outside long after the sunset wasn't on his plans. He had called his landlord, but he was on a trip outside town and he couldn't find any locksmith working on a sunday afternoon. So, he had ended there. Sitting on the floor outside his door, curled into a ball trying to keep his body heat. At least he could stay inside the building so he wouldn't die of hypothermia. Probably.

A sound startled him, steps on the stairs, a clear sign of someone coming up through them. Soon enough, a young man with black hair and red eyes appeared on the top of the stairs and walked in his direction.

He seemed to be his neighbour, because he shot him a short glance before taking his keys out and opening the door to the apartment beside his. Sting hid his face between his arms, a bit embarrassed, but instead of hearing the door closing, he heard a soft cough and a question.

"Uh… are you okay?"

He looked up, just to find the other guy awkwardly standing on his door, looking at him with something like worry on his face.

"So so? I forgot my keys so I can't get inside my home"
"Oh, sorry. Did you call the landlord yet?"
"He's out the town"
"Oh…"

The man stayed silent for a while and Sting was too cold and depressed to add anything else. After a few minutes, the guy cleared his throat again and said, shifting his weight from one leg to another.

"Do you… uh… do you want to come inside?" Sting looked to him again, not believing his ears. "You seem like… uh, very cold…"
"I forgot my jacket too"
"I see… So… Do you want to? It's warmer and I can get you some tea"
"It's okay, you don't need to worry"
"You're literally freezing outside my door, I think I have the right to worry"
"I...I guess you're right?" Sting tried to smile a bit, before asking "Are you sure it doesn't bother you inviting a stranger to your house"
"No more than leaving you outside, on a winter night" Sting giggled at that.
"Okay then"