A/N: This came to me in the shower this morning. Like the chapter before, it might turn into a full story. Hope you like!
Natsu shuffled on his feet uncomfortably as he stood on the cracked stone pavement. A door that has seen better days was just slammed in his face. The cool November air was crisp and the door made a chilly whirlwind that attacked Natsu's face. He shoved his hands in his coat pocket and blew out a breath. He did not like this place, not one bit. The Deliora Home wasn't the nicest foster homes in the city but this is where his boyfriend, Gray, lived so naturally, despite hating the place, Natsu was always here to see Gray or pick him up.
The foster home was three stories high and raggedy from poor treatment. Seriously, the roof was barely even that and the outside brick was all crumbly and dusty. The glass of the windows are never cleaned so they're foggy with a murky brown stain that outlined the glass. Natsu has been inside and it's not much better than the outside. The whole building, in and out, is a dark grey color. Like the front door, all the doors inside are wearing thin. Once, when Natsu went to use the bathroom, the doorhandle twisted off. There are sixteen others who live in the home, all who have issues and one who can't seem to keep his hands off Natsu whenever they're in the same room. Gray has gotten in fights with the creep, Zancrow, on countless occasions. All in all, this wasn't the place Natsu wanted his boyfriend living in.
There have been many times when Natsu picked Gray up to find him beaten and bruised with split lips and black eyes. Gray always would stay quiet while Natsu fretted over him while simultaneously threatening the douche bags that dared put their hands on Gray. And the foster parent who runs this place, Deliora, was a demon. That's the only way to put it. Every time Natsu comes over (really, it's a lot) the man slams the door in his face while he goes to fetch Gray. Honestly, the man should be used to him popping up on the cracked doorstep. Like hell he'll leave Gray unattended for a whole day. Ever since meeting Deliora for the first time, Natsu feels a bad vibe from him. It's clear that he hates Natsu, but with Gray, there seems to be another story... and that gives Natsu even more reason to get his boyfriend out. Like hell he'll let some old pervert have his way with what's his.
Speaking of 'his' what the hell was taking Gray so long? Natsu fidgeted on the porch. Should he wait some more or barge in? His father has bond money if worse comes to shove. However, as soon as that thought circled his mind, the door opened and Gray stormed out with Deliora on his heels. Both brushed by Natsu who turned on the spot to face them.
"I mean it," Deliora seethed and got into Gray's face. Gray's dark features were thunderous but he kept quiet. Deliora smirked and reached out to stroke Gray's cheek but he found himself shoved aside and a pink haired shrimp in his path.
The cold feeling that begun to trickle down Gray's spine disappeared as soon as his boyfriend separated him and his foster parent. As if Deliora even was that. "Don't crowd my boyfriend, need I say that again, my boyfriend?" Natsu growled with narrowed eyes.
Deliora grew apathetic and merely blinked at the raging pinkette before turning his cold eyes back at Gray. "Don't test me." he stated calmly, his voice low and chill. Staring at the couple which really, they were. Both were feisty, both would fight, and both, at the moment, shared twin snarling looks on their faces as they glared at the man. Although Natsu's was much fiercers than Gray mostly due because he stood in the cold for so long. He fucking hated the cold. Smirking, Deliora turned on his heel and tossed a warning, "Curfew." over his shoulder which was aimed at Gray.
Natsu flipped his retreating figure the bird before tugging Gray close to him and leading him away from the Devil house.
...
Gray loves Natsu to death, but he also really fucking loves Natsu's car. It was a red Mercedes-Benz CLA and in the winter, Gray's favorite season but Natsu's least, it was always toasty warm. Even if Natsu left the car for a period of time the car would still be warm from the intense heat. Gray remembers the time they went to see a movie and it was cold, so the heat was cranked up to the max. When they returned, the car still contained the boxed heat which Natsu was very thrilled about. The flashy car stood out in the run down neighborhood and Gray slid in as soon as Natsu unlocked the doors and slammed it shut. Natsu slid in behind the wheel and shut his door but before he started the car up, he reached across the console and dragged Gray in for a gentle kiss.
Gray sighed against those soft lips and allowed the hands cupping his face ease him closer. Natsu's tongue flickered out against his lips, softly licking and probing his sealed mouth until he finally granted access. Twin thumbs raked across his cold cheeks in soothing circles and Gray felt all of his animosity and anxiety trickle out of him like a dying stream. The effect Natsu had on him was magic. He let out a groan as his pink haired boyfriend licked inside his mouth thoroughly and allowed his tongue in the mix, intertwining his with Natsu's velvet one.
"Love you." Natsu breathed against their combined slick lips. Gray rested the palm of his hand on his boyfriend's cheek and pulled slightly away from those addicting lips.
"Love you too." he breathed back and opened his eyes half way. Natsu's were wide open, dark and gleaming with possessiveness. Gray chuckled and gave his valiant protector a kiss on the nose. Already he knew the reason, as it was the same reason almost each time.
"No one would know babe-"
"I refuse to see you getting taken to jail." Gray pulled back and leaned against the soft seat. He shot Natsu an amused look but Natsu inched forward until he was almost kneeling over the console.
"Dad's got bond money. C'mon, I'll hide his body so well, no one will ever find him." the pinkette insisted as he thought about all the ways he could end Deliora's miserable life. "Seriously, I don't want him to hurt you." Natsu stared into his boyfriend's eyes and allowed himself to be tugged down by icy hands.
"He's not worth it." Gray murmured and used his index finger to stroke down Natsu's face.
"You're worth it." the pinkette mumbled. He earned a sweet kiss which he melted into wholeheartedly. "It would've made you feel better." Natsu grumbled against Gray's mouth and Gray laughed, turning his face away so his cheek was presed against Natsu's face. Natsu took this opportunity to pepper the cold skin with kisses. Yes, seeing his boyfriend slaughter Deliora would definitely make him feel better. As would a lot of other things. Like now for instance, what he wanted was...
Gray turned back and, after halting the assault his cheek was receiving, gripped Natsu's face between his hands. "You know what would make me feel better?" it was a rhetorical question. Gray tipped his face up so his mouth could comfortable close around a patch of skin of Natsu's neck. "Us, a bed, and whip cream." Gray murmured before sinking his teeth into the soft skin. Natsu moaned and Gray's smolten breath washed over the slightly damp skin. "Get me outta here."
Natsu didn't have to be told twice.