Dragons and Slayers (Sting x Reader)

Chapter 22: Holiday Special

:Media- a cute Sting Santa:

Your Pov:

I was laying down in the bed. Warm arms were wrapped around my waist, and heated breath brushed my neck sending shivers down and up my back. Inhale. Exhale. My own breath quivered. I giggled a little and turned myself around staying in his arms. Sting stirred but quickly recovered, going back to sleep. I bit my lip and smiled to myself. I brought up my hand and caressed his cheek. He flinced then his face relaxed. I leaned up and kissed the corner of his mouth.

His eyes open slowly. A small groan excaped his throat. He glared at me, "(Y/N), what time is it?"

"About 8:00 in the morning. Not too early."

He kissed my forehead and tightened his grip around my waist, "I just want to sleep... with you... in my arms."

I smiled and cuddled up to him. It was peaceful and happy.

Then the door slammed open with a very unhappy Lector and Luna. They both pointed at each other and screamed at the same time "He/She ate the last fish!" Sting and I let out a long sigh together and sat up. His hands unraveled from my waist as doing so.

Luna looked at me and she frowned, "(Y/N)... I'm hungry!" I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and threw my feet over the edge of the bed. I slid on my slippers and walked towards her, "Come on. I'll make you something." I paused, "Lector, you want anything?"

He crossed his arms, "I wanted the fish..."

"You ate the fish, Big Eyes!" Luna yelled the insult and crawled up to my arms. I cradled her and rocked her like a kid. "What do you want?"

"That one stuff you made that one time! With the macaroni pasta, with chicken, cheese, bacon and fish! Please~"

I smiled at patted her head, "I'll need to run and get the supplies."

"I'll come with you," Sting joined in. I looked behind me. He had sleep written on his face. His legs were hanging off the side of the bed and he just started to yawn. I smiled, "No, no, no. You're still tired, get some sleep. I'll be back a little before lunch, okay."

He smiled, "I love it when you talk my language." He plopped backwards crashing onto the bed. I laughed. "I also love that laugh" He mumbled.

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I walked out of the guild hall. A black jacket and a white crop top showing off my guild tag. It was cold out today but I'm too proud of my guild to cover the mark. I wore black skinny jeans with bloody red boots. A red scarf wrapped around my neck, a black hat stood on my head, and gloves are keeping my hands warm. It wasn't full-blown winter yet, but snow was apparent.

I exhaled and a cloud of vapor flew out. <We get it... You vape.>  It's been about a month or so since I left the guild. Sting needed me here, helping him and the others get things in order. More rooms were done in the hall and they needed help setting people up with the rooms. Plus I guess you could say me and Sting are now dating so I'm second in charge.

I crossed my arms over my chest for warmth as I already started to shiver. I walked down the street to the market. I only stopped at a few stores. Spice Master, the grocer and a few stands that had meat and vegetables. It didn't take long to get the supplies to make my famous pasta dish. I started to walk home with the heavy bags on my shoulders. A bag or two for each finger I had. My body tensed and shook as it was so cold.

When I got inside I ran to the bar and threw the bags down, "Y-Y-Yukino! Hot chocolate please!" I shivered out. She stood there blinking for a moment before she rushed around the bar making the warm beverage. She plopped the mug down on the counter in front of me.