moonlit → sting eucliffe x reader (EDITING)

:Chapter 18 ~ Cheer Up:

A/N - SIXTH DRAFT, AND COUNTING!! I got problems..

Shoutout to FLYINGPENGUINX!!! Who commented in record time...

And for some reason, I can't make an arc more than two chapters long, like wtf bro?

R e c a p

"I'm trying, but I can't.." You break down as Sting instinctively wraps his arms around you. You try pushing him away, but you're weakened while your tears continue to pour. He holds you tighter as you continue to murmur, "I'm trying my hardest, Sting.."

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As you cling onto his shirt, he pulls your chin up to look at him. You don't know what happened, or who moved first, but all you knew at the moment was that your lips were intertwined with his. He pulls away, leaning his forehead on yours.

"Take me back." He whispers, pleading. "I beg of you, (Y/N), my life is empty without you."

"B-Baka.." You mutter, trying to smile. "Wh-why else w-would I kiss you if I d-didn't l-love you?"

"(Y/N).." You smile as you hear your name come from his lips.

"Sting.." And Sting is equally overjoyed.. His name, coming from your lips, and your voice... There wasn't a sliver of hatred in it.

There's the mild sound of clapping as Yukino, Levy and Lucy sit there dumbfounded. Mirajane and Evergreen are clapping while Erza nibbles on popcorn.

"Guys..." You furrow your eyebrows, smiling at them. "Thank you."

You sigh before leaning on him, as he smiles, whispering, "I owe you guys now, don't I?"

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That's the first time he's smiled in weeks... The members of Sabertooth think as their guild master slams open the doors.

"Sting..?" The shadow dragon slayer asks, raising an eyebrow. "Wh-"

And in a flash, Sting stepped aside, revealing a happy (Y/N), tightly gripping his hand. Yukino stood from the side, squealing, "I've fixed him!"

"Hm." Rogue smirks a bit as he walks up to you. As his usual demeanor fades, he snaps at you. "Do you know what happened when you went away?"

Sting chuckles sheepishly, as you eye him. You turn back to Rogue, "He tortured you, didn't he?"

"Sabertooth's guild hall was hell on earth." Orga comments.

And so, a familiar blond approaches you. "(Y/N)."

"Rufus." You bow as he does likewise. In a split second, you jump onto him, messing up his hat-less hair.

"NN-EH!" He wobbles slightly, making you stumble to the ground.

"Meanie-Butt!" You accuse, puffing up your cheeks. You squeak when Sting carries you up, bridal-style.

"Wait, wait.. WAIT." Sting grits his teeth, "Since when were you two so buddy-buddy?"

"Etto.." You place a finger on your chin, "Sometimes Yukino-Chan would meet with me and sometimes bring Rufus-Kun because they were on a job, but we became friends after a while."

"Well stop!" He shouts.

"Someone's jealous." You take his signature smirk, poking his cheek.

-back at your house-

It's about nightfall, and you're staring out your window.

"It's a full moon tonight.." You murmur to the sky. As you look away, your eyes brim with tears...

I can't help but remember that scene...

"I'm sorry.." You continue to whisper, "No matter how hard I try, that image won't disappear..."

But little did you know, a certain blond was watching you halfheartedly, wanting nothing more than to bring you into his arms.

"I can't simply forget something like that.." And with that, a tear rolls down your cheek. More tears follow, gently streaming down your pale, pain stricken face.

After a while, you seem to drift off, and Sting is still there. He bites his lip a bit before coming over to watch as the full moon lights up your sleeping features. He moves you to your bed, and strokes your hair after fully opening the curtains.

"You can forget.." He assures, "The moon is beautiful this time of month, isn't it?"

He continues to whisper, "You're a moon god slayer, right? I bet this makes you ten times stronger than you already are." His hand never stops the perpetual movement of stroking your (h/c) locks, only stopping once to caress your cheek. "Y'know, I was really lonely when you were gone... I'm glad that you're back. I'm not as lonely now.. Were you lonely?"

After what seems like hours by your side, whispering as if Sting himself was talking to you, you seem to have relaxed. As Sting's lips gently glide on and off of your cheek, he smiles before disappearing out the door. "Just lighten up, (Y/N). I know you can."

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Soft, gentle singing brings you back to reality. It's a simple song, one that you know. A song of a man calling for his lover to come home, back into his arms. The voice was a male's and although some aren't the best singer, this man's voice is soft, warm and melodic. As the words flow from his lips, you open your eyes. You stare up at the gray ceiling, listening as the song changes. It's the same song, but now, the man is happy, content and fulfilled as his lover comes back to him. When the song stops, you sit up, looking to the right. There's a chair at the window, and on it..

Sat Sting.

"You can sing?" You ask gently.

He flinches, his ears turning red as he looks to you. "G-good morning sleeping beauty."

"Thank you, now.. You're avoiding my question~!" You hum, smiling at his embarrassed expression.

"Yes. Yes, I can sing." He huffs, looking back out the window.

There's silence before you ask, "Sting, why are you here?"

He looks at you, letting his ocean blue eyes stare into yours before answering honestly, "You looked uncomfortable last night."

He comes to sit down next to you, coiling his arm around your waist.

"(Y/N)..?" He says out of the blue.

You respond with a hum, "hmm?"

He gazes into your wonder filled (e/c) eyes, and leans in, letting your lips touch. Sparks flew, and you let your arms wrap around his neck, as his went around your waist.

As he gently pulls away, breaking the kiss, he brings his lips to your ears.

"I love you so much, it's insane.."

A/N - Three months. It took me exactly three months to heal from my breakup and find a new boyfriend. What. The. <insert massive cursing flurry> But honestly, I feel like this relationship is gonna be a lot better than my last. My last one was fucking awkward... WELL, HERE I AM AGAIN, RANTING.

I like how I'm running out of inspiration for every other story, but I can keep like, six drafts on this one..

~Em