Freed hummed contentedly as he felt Laxus’s fingers combing through his hair, his eyes sliding shut at the sensation. He had been sprawled across the Dragon-slayer’s lap for the last few minutes, reading his book and waiting for those warm fingers to creep into his hair, well aware that his partner could never resist the temptation. Feeling the fingers faltering slightly he pouted, and gently shifted so that he could nudge the Dragon-slayer back into action, smiling in satisfaction as Laxus resumed his ministrations as he turned his attention back to the book. It took him a while to realise that the Dragon-slayer was no longer just running his fingers through his hair, but actually playing with it, and he sighed as he realised that Laxus was busy braiding his hair…and that he would probably have to spend a good hour later untangling the mess, but even with that thought he couldn’t bring himself to stop the Dragon-slayer.
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Fairytail Drabbles
RandomA collection of 5 Sentence Drabbles - a mix of fluff, angst, romance and everything in-between. The Ships/characters involved are written in the chapter titles.
