The Worst Man To Love ♡ NaLu

14th Downfall

The italics under the title are Lucy's memories or dreams and comprehensions or realizations from her past. These are definite clues that would soon be revealed as soon as chapters are rolling. If you had already guessed then you'll already know what revelation would come next in the chapters.

"In which his walls begins to crumble."

"Wouldn't you want to know?" I could feel his smirk without even looking at him personally. I could barely feel myself chuckling at his own words as my hand had clasped his. "I would know. You would always tell me." His lips gave a soft kiss on my skin. "Yes, I think I did but I just couldn't resist." I laughed, as if I hadn't laughed in my lifetime. My body just automatically turned to him, not knowing what I just did or who he was. This man remained a mystery.

I recognized the voice and yet my brain just wouldn't cooperate with me, feeling the pain flood my head. The next thing I know is that I came face to face with another person. Another version of him- or rather, a version if him that I hadn't seen before. He was beyond livid, angry, menacing, his stare could've burned me alive if it wasn't the mere fact that its all in my head... its all in my head. I chanted but his footsteps came closer, hands trembled yet not in fear but in utmost rage. What happened? What did I do wrong? I kept asking myself. What did the past Lucy done wrong to make me- the present one, suffer of her sins. Maybe.. just maybe, if I could remember it all I can face my own pumishment of my own crimes. This man in front of me was someone I destroyed years ago.

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The soft mattress had gave me warmth during my sleep. Feeling the sun rays down my face, I woke up only to find myself alone in the room. Where was Natsu? I asked myself. The male was nowhere to be found yet I stopped, feeling the sound of heavy footsteps downstairs. The bed gave a soft creak, my legs were a bit sore from the activity last night. Last night... A wave of embarrassment filled me as I remember the moans I give and the dirty talks he'd do. At one point or another, I was going to give myself to him if the fact remains that I wasn't tired to say at least.

My legs felt jelly as I stood up. How much great did he have that effect on me? It was just me. Just his fingers and his tongue last night. That and that only. My hands leaned on the bedside table for support.

"Your weakest places, the curves of your body, every inch of beauty marks of your skin, the taste of your lips, the rhythmic moans you made, I fully remembered it." His voice clouded my mind, filling me with another sense of shame here again.

I had find myself down to see him, torso naked wearing his boxers, cooking. My brain raked through as I felt myself automatically speaking. "You don't know how to cook."  I said in which he turned abruptly. "I didn't... before." His sound came smaller at the end, turning his back again to what he was making. He didn't know how to cook.. I was right but then how was I supposed to know if we hadn't been this close before. I watched his back, feeling a small wave of nostalgia.

Natsu Dragneel. This man. This man in front of me is not just some colleague or a friend if he had known me in many way than one. My body, my weakest places, the curves, and every inch of me, he knew too fully well and what had happened last night, I know now that he knows too well on pleasing me. I don't know what to label us but I surely know that we were not merely acquaintances but something more. What was Natsu hiding?

He was silent, placing the plates in front of me as we started to eat in silence. "What?" I blinked twice and started to eat when he had noticed me staring. "Uhm.. I just wanted to ask what are we when.. I was in college?" The sound of his utensils had stopped, looking at me with the same face that had haunt me last night. Passionate.

"You were... something." He mumbled, shoving a bite of meat to his mouth. That something hadn't answered my question. I know he was hiding something but I know myself that it was larger than I could ever imagine. (That sounded dirty. Lol)

He sighed before his face morphed emotionlessly. "We were having casual s ex. And you were.. " I could see his jawline moved and his adam's apple bobbed as he spoke. "You were more than what I had imagined." Something grazed down his eyes, as I tried to decipher him yet I just couldn't. I couldn't read him yet his eyes held something. An emotion.. an emotion that contradicts his answer. So many questions still left unsanswere. So many.. but this man. This man in front of me was the only answer. He knows. He knows me more than I could. Not just our physical language but rather, the memories I had once remembered.

His eyes lingered down my lips, noticing how it curved and trembled from a deep thought. He went on his way towards the basement as I began to wash off the plates and starting to do the chores he had asked. He had said nothing after but informing me that he'll start the drafts for the building.