"Sober": Baccus x Cana(Baccana) One-Shot

Baccus x Cana One-Shot Fairy Tail

It was warm. The windows were open and the breeze lifted the hem of the silk curtains so that it fluttered against her bare back. The sleeping mage stirred, reaching a hand out to caress the open air. As she turned her body around, she cringed at the golden brilliance bursting through the window.

It was morning.

Fuck.

Being the frequent drinker that she was, Cana Alberona half expected a splitting head ache and the all too familiar metallic taste on her lips. Her hand reached up to her head of messy hair in anticipation, but dropped to her side when she felt nothing.

Cana's breath caught in her chest at the sudden realization. As she rotated her body to face the other side of the bed, she realized it was not her bed at all.

Well...

Truthfully she was not shocked in the least. She knew this was not her bed in Fairy Hills, and she could clearly recall the man sleeping next to her. That is what surprised her.

She remembered his face, the way he tasted and she remembered his name. She had to admit, she was slightly disappointed that her morning would be robbed of a good hangover, the frantic adorning of her clothes soaked with booze from the night before and the scurrying out of a lover's apartment whose eye color she could not recall.

She scolded herself mentally and she could have kicked herself when she reached out a hand to trace a line along the broad back of the sleeping male.

"Ca-na?", the voice was low and hoarse from sleep. And probably other things.

"I didn't think you'd still be here," he said, his voice sounding more alert.

She smiled.

The Tarot reader pulled the white sheet up to cover her bare chest before moving closer to the man, her hands still fluttering over his muscular frame.

"And I didn't think I'd remember you."

She reached over, getting a grip on his shoulder, before pulling it down, so that he was on his back.

"Guess you really enjoyed yourself huh, Kitty cat?" he chortled, gesturing to his bare chest.

Cana felt a pang of guilt as she saw the scratches, bite marks and bruises she had left on her lover.

"Well that's your fault," the brunette retorted without remorse. "You didn't let me drink, so I got more into it than I'd hoped."

She immediately regretted her words as his thin lips curled into a smirk from the ego boost.

"Good to know," he said, while rolling away from her to the edge of the bed to sit up, his back facing her again.

"I'll remember that for next time." His voice was smoother than before.

Cana's cheeks betrayed her, their tan color being overrun by a deep crimson.

"Tch. What makes you think there will be a next time, Baccus?"

He swiveled around so that he could see her properly, taking in her morning elegance before he smiled.

"Oh please."

 

Flashback

The night wasn't going so well. Admittedly it was her fault. She had slipped away sulking and retreated to the open balcony on the second floor of the Quatro Cerberus guild. Cana had seen some of the members on her way to find a bar and decided to join them. She was crazy not to be enjoying the drinking games and exotic liquors that the guild was famous for. She was completely out of it.