Broken Mage

The Morning After

Lucy woke up with the smell of something burned. She rubbed her eyes sleepily, scrunching her nose at the smell. Lucy looked around, she was in her room, on her bed. Laxus must have moved her to the bed. She internally cussed to herself. Why did she have to sleep like that after practically barf her heart out? And she cried. Again. In front of the guy. Laxus probably thought she was a drunk crybaby by now.

Lucy got up from her bed, stretching and yawning and as she looked at her arms, she realized that she was wearing his last night's jacket. The green bomber jacket was oversized on her, the sleeves were so long that it covered her hands. Lucy held the edges and brought it closer to her, instinctively breathing in the scent. How could he smell so good? She brought her nose closer and breathed in until the smell of burnt made her stop.

That was right, she woke up with the smell of something burned. Lucy walked out, following the smell that seemed to be located in the kitchen. She stopped in her tracks, her breath hitched. Was Laxus still in here? She walked on her toes, trying to be discreet and peeked to her kitchen to find that no one was there.

She frowned in confusion. Did she cook something last night? She wasn't even that drunk, just a bit mellow and sleepy. So, what was the burned smell? Could it be Natsu? Lucy's eyes clicked, it could be Natsu, after all, he has a knack to showing up uninvited and unannounced to her apartment. Lucy sucked in a breath, eyes twitching, bracing herself to yell at Natsu and Happy.

She stomped to her living room and was about to yell angrily when she realized that her apartment was empty. Natsu and Happy weren't there. So was Laxus. The windows were opened, making the morning breeze blew inside. Lucy looked around in confusion and averted her eyes to the kitchen. She walked over and saw a pan with blackened pancakes and a plate with blackened eggs.

What the...

The sound of the door opened made her jump, Lucy grabbed the pan and quickly turned around and watched as Laxus came in, bringing plastic bags. He stopped after closing the door, realizing that Lucy had woken up and stared at him bewildered, hair sticking out, and eyes still droopy from sleep while holding the burnt pan in her right hand in a defensive stance. Seeing that, Laxus snorted and let out a laugh.

'What the hell are you doing, Princess?' he asked amused.

Lucy realized the pan she was holding and how it must have made her look crazy, and quickly hid it behind her. She puffed out her cheeks as she felt her face warmed in embarrassment. Lucy looked away, avoiding eye contact with him.

'Me? I was the one who supposed to be asking.' She sputtered out

Laxus chuckled and set down the plastic bags on the table.

'You don't remember?' he plopped down the couch, arm stretched out. 'You asked me to stay.' He smirked.

Lucy's frowned. Did she? She scrunched her face, trying to remember what happened. She thought she slept right away? Didn't she?

A laugh stopped her thinking, 'I could practically see smoke coming out of you head.'

Lucy crossed her arms annoyed and huffed. She put the pan in the sink and walked over to the couch and plopped herself down next to him. Laxus scooted over so she could have her space. As Lucy set herself down, she turned her head towards the blonde dragon slayer next to her and that was when the memories came crashing.

Flashback.

Laxus tilted his head as he felt her body became limp and a soft snore coming from her. She snuggled closer into his hold. Laxus stayed that way for a while, he could hear his own heart beating as it beat faster. He wrapped his arms tighter around the petite blonde, breathing in her sweet scent. This time she smelled like cherry blossoms. He usually didn't really fond of sweet stuff, but hers... This intriguing feeling he had for her kept becoming stronger and stronger until the point that he was sure this wasn't just intrigued anymore.