They both had scars, it was hard to work as a mage without getting some, especially given Fairy Tail’s particularly bad luck when it came to getting involved in the worst kind of situations. For the most part those marks could be shrugged off and forgotten, Bickslow certainly didn’t care about his, claiming that they added to his ruggedness. Freed for the most part didn’t mind his…but there was one that neither of them could forget or ignore, a long raised line that ran down his left side and round to his naval, a wound that had come very close to killing the Rune mage and one that he had received by throwing himself in front of the Skeith mage to protect him. It was reminder of near death, of days of waiting to see if Freed would live, and every time they slept together Bickslow would worship that mark, trailing gentle kisses from one end to the other in thanks that all that had been left was a scar.
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Fairytail Drabbles
De TodoA 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.
