Season Of Love (Sting x Reader x Rogue)

Withdrawal and Relapse

After going to the guild, I went to a small coffee shop near the bridge where I spoke to Rogue 2 week ago. I sat at the coffee shop alone and drank a latte while reading a book. The sun had just begun setting creating this orange glow upon everything in sight. There were only a few people in the shop so only light chatter could be heard. I liked to come here to clear my mind on things that were bothering me in my life.

My sanctuary was interrupted by a shadow that loomed over me. At first I thought the sun had set but when I looked up to check, in front of me was Rogue. He was sitting in the chair adjacent to me. As I was about to say something he spoke up "I heard about what happened." I didn't look up from my book. It was due to a little it of shame.

"You heard about the ball that's happening in a couple of days. I was going to wear this blue dress but I'm not sure.I think maybe a black dress would go better with my complexion." My attempt at changing the conversation has failed. He began laughing, "Really, your not going to talk about it." I looked up from my book and responded, "There isn't anything to say." He then leaned back in his chair and said, " You can be real with me you know. I'm not here to judge you." When I didn't respond, he continued. "If you tell me what your thinking I'll tell you what I am." I looked into his eyes and I could tell that he was serious. I've always wanted to know what was going on that mind so I said, " I feel stupid for hoping that it wasn't true and stupid because even after finding out about what he did I still wanted him." I paused for a moment to gather the courage for what was really on my mind. "I am scared to see him because I am scared that when I do, I'll let him back in" I had said everything that I couldn't say to my friends. They wouldn't understand how I felt and would call me stupid for thinking that way. "Your turn"

Rogue began speaking, "I think that Sting is stupid for doing what he did. He should have never hurt you. I know that you don't want to beat him up but I gladly will." A small smile appeared on my face. Thanks to Rogue I was a small closer to happiness.

I spent that night alone in my pj's. I needed some time for my brain to absorb everything that happened. I took a long bath while listening to sad music. In the shower you get into some pretty deep thoughts and my mind went to dark places I never thought it could. It felt like I was finally alone for the first time. Could this be a look into my future.

After sitting in the bathtub for a while I became hungry and grew impatient waiting for the food I ordered. Right on cue I heard a knock on the door. So, I grabbed the towel that was closest to me and quickly wrapped it around my body. Hunger overpowered my brain so I had yet to process that the delivery guy would see me in this very exposed state. To my surprise it was not my food at the door it was none other than Sting.

For a moment I was going to invite him in and make some kind of joke that was typical between the two of us but then I remembered..... That's not us anymore.

I looked down and avoided his gaze. I couldn't dare to look into the eyes of the man I once loved knowing that those were the same eyes of the man that hurt me, cheated on me, lied to me, and left me in my broken state. Even without looking at them I recalled their sensational colour. A shade of blue I had never seen except in the night sky.

"What are you doing here?" I made sure I said it as monotone as possible. He shifted awkwardly and responded, "Can I come in, we need to talk."

I etched my body away from the door and allowed him to enter. Still covered only by my towel and made him wait in the living room as I grabbed a robe to wear.

When I returned, I saw him staring at a photograph of me and him last year on a date. Being as heartless as I could I said, "I haven't had the time to burn that yet." I could see the blow my words made on him as his entire body seemed to drop as though a weight had just been dropped on his back. To my surprise he laughed, "If I bring some natsu over I'm sure he'll be glad to save you the trouble." I however, did not laugh. Every joke he makes seems to have lost its humor to me. I wanted to get straight to the point. "You wanted to talk?" He awkwardly shifted and took a seat on the sofa in the center of the room and I sat down at the farthest corner of the sofa from him. "Y/n, I miss you. And I am so sorry for what I did to you." His eyes began shifting upward trying not to let any tears escape. "It was mating season and I was thinking with my dick and not my brain."