Levy always found Gajeel’s presence reassuring, no matter how gruff or grumpy he was, he was a warm presence at her side that filled her with confidence no matter what they were facing. But it was his hands that she loved the most. His hands which could so easily engulf hers, his fingers warm and strong around hers. His hands which had pulled her to safety more times that she cared to count, hands which had struck down everyone that had dared raise a hand against hers, hands which had gripped her tightly when he had nearly lost her. His hands that were currently entwined with hers, their gazes locked as they finally said their vows in front of friends and family.
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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.
