Natsu had always been the most open about his feelings. He had been the one to confess first, loudly and in front of the whole guild, seemingly unfazed by the fact that now everyone and not just Gray knew that he had fallen for the Ice mage. Gray envied him that easy confidence, even as he savoured it because it meant that Natsu never once hesitated to tell him how much he loved him, and every time he heard those words it filled his chest with warmth. It also made him highly aware of the fact that he had yet to say the words aloud, oh he did his best to show it through his actions, but actually saying those three little words where someone else could hear them was enough to turn him bright red even at the thought of it. When he finally said them it was too late, Natsu sprawled in his lap with blood on his lips and the light fading from his eyes, and when the words came they were no more than a whisper.
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Fairytail Drabbles
אקראיA 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.
