𝒮𝓉𝒶𝓇𝓈 𝒾𝓃 𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝒽ℯ𝒶𝒹 ⚤︎✯

𝑱𝒐𝒚

They were both just glad it was over, finally. After hours of blood, sweat, and tears, it was over, and both Laxus and Lucy were smiling. Wendy had just healed Laxus' hand after it being held in a tightening and bruising grip. Lucy had just gotten cleaned up, and laid on the bed in a tired state.

"Are you okay?" Laxus asked as he went to hold her hand.

"Yeah, just tired and sore." She smiled and squeezed his hand. "How's your hand, by the way?"

He chuckled. "It's fine, Wendy healed it."

She looked down at his hand, and let out a small, apologetic smile. "I'm sorry about that."

"Don't worry about it. I should be worried about you. You've been through unbelievable pain for a while." He smiled back at her and lightly squeezed her hand in comfort.

Lucy laughed. "I can't help it."

Their conversation was interrupted when Porlyusica came into the room, with Wendy following behind her, carrying a small, wrapped bundle in her arms.

As soon as she saw them, Lucy's face lit up in joy. "Is that him?" She asked, although she knew the answer.

Porlyusica let out a rare, albeit small, smile. "Of course." She answered, and carefully handed the wrapped bundle to Lucy.

The smile never left Lucy's face. "He's beautiful." Her voice was filled with awe.

"He is." Laxus said, and looked at the baby in his wife's arms. "What are we going to name him?"

Lucy didn't look up, and continued to gaze at the baby in her arms. "Makarov." She answered firmly. "Makarov Dreyar."

"Makarov Dreyar, huh?" Laxus commented, and pretended his eyes weren't filling with tears. "Are you sure?"

"Absolutely." She smiled, and finally looked at Laxus. "I knew you wanted the baby to be named after him, if he was a boy."

He chuckled, and his throat tightened. "Of course you did." He ignored how rough his voice was. "Can I hold him?"

"As if you had to ask."

Little Makarov Dreyar felt too small and too delicate in his arms, but he was perfect anyway. Laxus kissed his forehead. "I'll do anything for you, my son."

Lucy's smiled, and reached to kiss her baby's forehead as well. "We both will. I promise you that, Makarov."

Both Porlyusica and Wendy quickly left the room to give the couple and their son some privacy. They were both happy for them, and they were sure the whole guild was. But Porlyusica hoped that, somewhere in the heavens, Makarov was watching over them with a smile on his face.

And she was sure he was.

                                                                            

𝑇𝑢𝑚𝑏𝑙𝑟: 𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠𝑜𝑓𝑐𝑜𝑠𝑚𝑜𝑠
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