Fairy Tail Oneshots

STINGUE WEEK DAY ONE AND TWO!

IT'S STINGUE WEEK!!! So I decided to upload my Stingue week stories to my Wattpad! HUZZAH! If you want to read them on Tumblr, I am pantherlilyskiwi so feel free to check that out! 

I'm posting day one and day two together because they're rather short.

Anyways, I will post them HERE before Tumblr so if you want to see them first, CHECK WATTPAD! I hope you have a wonderful Stingue week!

~FairyTailNightmare

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White

Monochrome roses littered the Sabertooth guild hall as crowds from guilds all over Fiore came to congratulate the happy master and his new husband on their marriage.
Sting Eucliffe grinned happily at every guest and was, quite easily, the happiest man alive. Just thinking about the future he would share with his amazing new husband made him tear up: his emotions were so overwhelming. Not once in his life did he think that he would ever have a day so perfectly perfect.
He looked over at his husband, and yet again found tears of joy in his eyes. He was talking to Gajeel with Frosch in his arms, not to mention he was smiling and it was more radiant than the sun. He walked over to join him, and he saw his face light up. Gajeel walked off, saying he didn't want to get involved in their "imminent make-out session" and congratulating them. Sting planted a kiss on Rogue's lips and gave him his brightest smile. They looked over at everyone, so happy and basking in the love radiated by the happy couple. Then Sting looked at the two of them.
He deduced that he looked okay in black, but damn did Rogue look good in white.  

Fight

"Finally, my concoction is complete!" I gazed down happily at the bowl of honey-nut cornflakes before me, corn mingling with milk in such a fashion that my mouth watered. Just then, the phone rang. I refused to remove my cereal from the dining room. This was the stuff of Gods and you wouldn't just eat the stuff of Gods whilst on the phone. Sighing, I left to the living room and picked up the phone. It was Makarov: he wished to speak to my boyfriend, Sting. I called his name but recieved no reply. Taking the phone, I made my way around the house but Sting was nowhere to be found. It occurred to me that there was one room I hadn't checked. The one room I didn't want him to be in. I crept to the dining room and sure enough, in my seat, Sting was eating my cereal. Fuming, I handed him the phone. Sting took it from me, honeyed milk dripping from the corners of his mouth and spoke to Makarov. Once the conversation was over, he looked up at me. My anger and disgust from his hideous crime were evident. The sheer evil of his crime was evident. He looked calmly at me and said,
"Hey."
"Hey? HEY?! You commit a heinous crime and all you can say is HEY?!"
"Crime? Rogue all I did was eat some--"
"THAT WAS MY CEREAL!" I was so angry with him. We were supposed to be friends, lovers and he betrayed me like that! "Forget it. I'm leaving."
"Rogue wait-"
I was not going to wait. I marched right out of the door and slammed it. I walked for what must have been hours, too angry to do anything but walk. I didn't think about anything but the pounding of my feet on the path and the crime that Sting had committed. Finally, I found a tranquil clearing in a woods. I just sat there and thought.
Why would Sting do that? Does he not love me? What if he doesn't love me?! 
I screamed internally and eventually my screams were externalised. I sat there for hours just fretting and fretting. It got dark and cold when I realised that I was lost: hopelessly lost.

I just wanted to see Sting again.

Suddenly, there was a rustling in the hedgerow and Sting burst forth, enveloping me in his arms.
"You idiot!" He cried, his voice choked by tears, "Everyone was so worried about you. The whole guild's been out all day!" Sting held me tighter, "I'm sorry for eating your cereal."
It was then that I held Sting back, "I'm sorry for overreacting." I mumbled.
"I hate fighting with you."
"I hate fighting with you too."
Sting helped me up from where I sat, my legs were getting numb, but I managed.
"Let's go home, okay?"
"Okay."
"I love you, Rogue."
"And I love you, Sting."

And together we set off home.