7 Days of the Week

Sunday - A Year in the Making - FreLu

After a lengthy mission, Freed is ready to get home as soon as possible. While riding on the train trying to convince his teammates that no they do not need to stop by for lunch, he muses on the reason he just wants to go home. Lucy.

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"Come on Freed, your house is closer." Evergreen whined.

"True, but no." He said not bothering to look up from his book.

"Come on man, let's have lunch and get this Vulcan shit smell off of us." Bickslow said as he took off his boots. Vulcan shit or Bickslow's feet, which one smelt worse was hard to figure out. Either way, Freed did not want it in his house.

"No. You all have perfectly fine houses to go home to." Which was true, their team handled difficult missions with high rewards. Unlike some other teams, they almost always kept the full reward. Each member was rich in his or her own rights and property was always a worthy investment. Not necessarily for market value but for privacy and a sanctuary.

"Yours's is closer." Evergreen said as she poked at Bickslow's boots trying to move them away. "Gah! I can't handle the smell!"

"Then I suggest you run to your place." He went to turn the page but a large hand snatched his book away. Freed was not amused and held out his hand for his book back.

"What the fuck is up with you Freed?" Laxus said as he placed the book in his lap.

Freed pinched his forehead in agitation. "I just want to go home. Rest, clean up, read and get some food. I love you all but I need time alone." More like I need time with my Lucy and I'll be damned if people ruin my Sunday.

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Sundays were their day together and Freed hated missing one. For a year, he had a long-standing date with her. They would get together for lunch and discuss whatever latest intellectual pursuits or books they had been exploring.

It started off as an accident, they just simply happened to be at the bistro at the same time.

Freed had finally decided to poke his head up from his home's library and noticed he should find some lunch. The day was rather pleasant and he knew a quaint little bistro that had a generous outdoor area. So, he gathered his book and went for a walk.

This time of day, after the lunch rush the place was quiet and he was grateful he could take his time and enjoy his book. Following the hostess, he happened to notice a certain celestial mage. She looked comfortable sitting back in her chair with a copy of Dante's Divine Comedy, in Italian. Trying not to stare his breath caught when she looked up at him.

Her large doe eyes locked straight into his as she smiled at him. "Oh Freed, nice to see you here."

"Miss Lucy, it is indeed a treasure." He said with a slight bow.

"Are you here for lunch?"

"Yes, and a change of scenery while I read."

"Would you like to break bread with me? I could use a break and you make wonderful intellectual company." She asked while carefully setting her book aside. It gave him a peak at her very ample cleavage and he willed himself to not blush. Lucy was certainly not shy about showing her body and it inspired many illicit thoughts. The quirk of being human all that skin on display led to indecent stirrings.

"So generous of you." He smiled at her as he clutched his book in front of him. Trying to not call attention to the discomfort in his jeans. "Will it bother you if I read after?"