Wilted Petals

🌹°~Prologue~°🌹

Natsu Dragneel

My guild mate

My team mate

My best friend

Even my crush since childhood

Today was the day

Well...
It was supposed to be anyway.

Today was supposed to be the day I confessed to him.
Sounds fun right??

I had the entire day planned for us.

We were gonna start off at the park, or maybe go grab something to eat beforehand in the late afternoon before we went to the guild.

While we were having a comfortable conversation, I'd get up, grab his hand, and lead him to the center of the guild.

I'd swallow my pride and let my guard down to ensure I was in the right mindset for what I was about to do.

Natsu would look at me confused and he'd give me the cutest little head-tilt signaling his confusion.

My smaller, shaking, clammy hands would slowly grasp his bigger ones and they'd be warm to the touch.

I'd make sure I grabbed the entire guilds attention before looking into Natsu's hypnotizing onxy eyes with my nervous (e/c) ones and take a deep breathe before I confessed to him.

I'd begin to stutter as I tried my best to clearly deliver my lines that I had spent the entire week praticing (highly disappointed at my delivery).

I'd be so wrapped up in my head and too busy focussing on my dialogue to notice Natsu's hands holding my smaller hands tighter than I remembered.

I took that as a sign that he was listening which made me subconscious and stumble over my words harder than I was a few seconds ago.

By now I could feel not only Natsu's eyes, but their were definitely others on me. I even noticed the guild's silence, signaling me that everyone around us was tuning in on my confession.

(Plus I could see Mira trying not to explode in my peripheral vision)

After my confession, the guild would be deathly quiet, making me feel subconscious of the idea of Natsu rejecting me. Right there. In front of the guild.

I felt the tears well up in my eyes and I began to bite my lip to suppress the whimpers that wanted to escape.

Suddenly my body would be envolped in a blanket of warmth and I'd be pressed against something hard.

My eyes widen in realization and I'd feel Natsu's face bury in the crook of my neck.

The guild would suddenly erupt into a once silent and desolate room to one where the only thing that could be heard was screaming and shouting.

I'd laugh and slowly wrap my small arms around Natsu's bigger chest and welcome his warmth.

We'd stand there simply enjoying each other's scent as Mira screams "Hurry up Reedus and paint the picture before they move!!" She demand as her face was red and steam seemed to rush out of her ears.