moonlit → sting eucliffe x reader (EDITING)

:Chapter 5 ~ Past Memories:

R e c a p

"Cool indeed.."

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You slap his arm and pull down your shirt, yelling, "PERVERT!"

"Can we do that once we get to Sabertooth?" Sting smirks, "I have a room there big enough for fun tim-"

You slap his face as hard as you possibly can. "MY. GOD. EUCLIFFE, YOU HAVE NOT EVEN ASKED ME ON A DATE YET, AND YOU'RE ASKING FOR INTERCOURSE?"

"Eh."

-did I forget to mention you
bought your own house?-

You wake up the next day, alone in your home, or, at least you thought you were alone. You, still in your pale (f/c) nightgown, make your way to the small kitchen.

"Mm... Is that.. Bacon?" You mutter, taking a whiff of- wait.. If you smell bacon, then-

"Morning!" You lay your eyes on the blond light dragon slayer wearing an apron.

"You.. How the... What the.."

"Mirajane has a spare key to everyone's apartment for some reason. That's why everyone can come into Lucy's house as they please."

"Wait, WHAT?" You look over to your couch and see Team Natsu. Every. Single. One of them.

"WHY THE HELL ARE YOU GUYS IN MY HOUSE?" You shriek.

"Yo." Gray says, shirtless.

"Hi!" Lucy smiles and waves.

"What's up?" Natsu grins.

"Good morning." Erza nods her head.

Happy flys into your face. "Do you have fish?"

"Sumimasen, (Y/N)-Chan.." Wendy lowers her head.

Carla rolled her eyes, glaring at everyone else. "These idiots dragged us along with them."

"Right then.. I will allow you to stay-" You get cut off by their cheers, "BUT, you have to follow the three M's,
My House
My Stuff
My Rules, GOT IT?" The cheering dies down, and you smirk with satisfaction. "Yes, including you, Sting." You add.

"We're not gonna leave, still." They say in unison.

Silence.

"Ahem.. Bacon?" Sting proudly holds up a pan with bacon on, still hot and sizzling.

-later-

Breakfast was over, and yet, they were STILL in your house. You shoo them all out, but Sting remains.

"Sting! Out!" You try pushing him, but your hands remain on his... Highly... Defined.. abs. You blush and immediately take your hands off.

"C'mon." He pulls you into the bedroom and sits down next to you. "Something's wrong."

"I'm fine." You mutter, getting up.