Gajevy Week!

Feb 14th: Matching

     "I just don't understand why this is such a big deal to ya, Lev. Tattoos just don't suit you," Gajeel sighs for the millionth time that week. Levy's been nagging him about getting a tattoo. She's been wanting one for days, carefully deciding what she should get. She talks about it constantly, and she even stopped by a tattoo parlor to have a look around for ideas. Gajeel knows that Levy can do whatever she wants, equal rights and what not, but he doesn't want her to get one. She has on more than one occasion made a rash decision because of her excitement, and he's afraid that's what she's doing now.

     Levy slips a bookmark into her page and carefully shuts her reading. Gajeel inwardly groans; she always does that before they get into an argument. "I want to be able to express myself, that's all. I'm not going to get sleeves or anything like that, I just want something subtle, minimalistic, ya know? Like all those cute tattoos for Harry Potter where it's the deathly hallows symbol, or his scar with a pair of circle glasses."

     Gajeel smiles thoughtfully in hopes that his next words won't be as harsh. "I love you, but even though you're a very smart woman, you don't think straight. Lev, what if you regret this tattoo? What if the artist gets it wrong, you'll be stuck with it forever, ya know. Besides, what if you end up losing interest in whatever this tattoo represents? Once again, you'll be stuck with it forever. I just don't think that it's a very good idea."

     "Hon, I want a tattoo. I've only been talking about it for days, but it's been on my mind for weeks. I know how serious it is to get a tattoo, which is why I'm thinking logically about this. Besides, I was kinda hoping you'd get one with me," she says with a shy tone. She bats her eyelashes for extra effect, which isn't fair at all. She knows exactly what that'll do to Gajeel. They've been together for years now, but he still falls for her sly tricks.

     Gajeel groans. "If it means that much to ya, I'll take you to get a tattoo. I might get one with you. But for the love of all things holy, if you regret this tattoo, do not come cryin' to me about it."

     "Deal!" Levy smiles and tackles him in a hug. She gives him a peck on the cheek and runs to get her purse. "Come on!"

     "Right now?"

     "When else? Come on, let's go!" Levy smiles and slips on her flip flops. Gajeel sighs but keeps a grin on his face. He loves when she gets cheerful like this, it's cute. He slips on some sandals of his own and grabs her hand. Levy smiles up at him, and together they walk to the nearby tattoo parlor.

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     Gajeel shakes his head, unable to believe how he ended up in the tattoo parlor's chair. He had absolutely no intention of getting a tattoo, despite his words to Levy back at the house. Truth is, she had gotten scared about actually having the needle dig into her skin. So, she persuaded Gajeel to get the tattoo with her, and he could show her that it's not as bad as she thinks. She sits in the chair beside him, holding his hand for him to squeeze. He scoffs to himself, he never even heard of what tattoo she was gonna get until this very moment.

     "Thank you," she says softly. Gajeel scoffs while the artist grabs his tools. "On the bright side, we'll have a matching couple's tattoo. That's something to scratch off the bucket list, huh?" she smiles.

     "I have to write it on there first," Gajeel replies. The artist comes back and sits down in his chair. "Ready," Gajeel tells him. They nod and begin to work. He doesn't even wince, which greatly impresses Levy. She doesn't feel any pressure on her hand whatsoever. He just sits there with a poker face, his red eyes looking around the room for some source of entertainment. Before either of them knows it, Gajeel's tattoo is complete.

     Levy nervously sits in the seat, suddenly feeling cold feet about getting the tattoo. Not that she wanted to double cross Gajeel, she'd never do that, but she has a big fear of needles. Guess I didn't think about everything, after all, she says to herself just before the needle digs into her skin. She suppresses a squeal of discomfort and instead squeezes the life out of Gajeel's hand.

     "You okay?" Gajeel asks. Levy bites her lip and nods, keeping in mind the reason she wanted the tattoo in the first place. Being honest, throughout the course of wanting a tattoo, she hasn't thought of very much else besides that reason. Well, that and wanting some sort of way to express herself besides her wardrobe.

     The tattoo is over in minutes. Levy blinks back her tears and smiles triumphantly, gazing down at the tattoo in a mirror. It's on her left breast, same as Gajeel. The words 'side by side, forever' are written in black ink. Levy wanted to get the tattoo after the war was all over and everything got worked out. She was afraid of losing him again-she wanted something to keep with her, forever. To remember him by.

     Though he'll never admit it, Gajeel is very glad he let Levy get the tattoo. He loves the cheesy quote of his own words etched in their skin to link them together. He smiles to himself as he slides some jewels across the counter. Together forever, he thinks. Levy laces her fingers through his, and they walk side by side to the guild.

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Hello, everyone! I hope you enjoyed this one-shot!

It literally took me from the time fuckyeahgajevy posted the prompts to yesterday to decide what they could match. I kept thinking of clothes, but I figured everyone would do clothes because of the cafe au that Hiro Mashima posted. Eventually, I was looking up aesthetics on tumblr for a separate project, and I saw a couple with a yin-yang symbol, and so my inspiration was born! (be thankful I found inspiration, it was gonna a crappy costume party au)

Anyway, this is the first of my works for this year's Gajevy week. Be sure to follow me for more! I am also posting these to tumblr, if you'd like to show them some love over there :)

Tumblr: https://www.tumblr.com/blog/fangirlfanfictions08

-Hannah Banana