Freed knew that he had been neglecting his partner for the past week, although in his defence it hadn’t been his fault that he had been called in to help translate a text that had even Levy stumped. Still he could tell that the Skeith mage wasn’t happy when he met him outside the library, his dolls completely silent for once as they trailed behind him and no sign of his customary grin. However, what he hadn’t expected was for the older man to grab him before he had even got a greeting out, pushing him back against the wall and pinning him there.
“I missed you,” Bickslow muttered with more than a hint of petulance, and Freed felt his expression softening as his protests melted away, and he met the Skeith mage halfway when Bickslow leaned in to kiss him fiercely.
“Yeah, I missed you too.”
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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.
