~Levy~
"Sweet Freedom!" I exclaimed as Gajeel wheeled me to his car. It had been two months, and I was finally getting out of the hospital. I held my crutches across my lap, annoyed that I'd have to use them for at least another month. Apparently, when I wrecked my car, I had spun into ditch, landing with the car tilted straight on its side. The driver's side of the car had gone down first, so I when the door caved in a little from all the weight, it had done quite a bit of damage to my left side. I'd had a couple cracked ribs, a sprained wrist, a large gash across my eye, and a broken leg. My right side had taken a few good blows as well, but they were all things that had healed up during my time in the hospital.
"Don't get too carried away," Gajeel chuckled, helping me into the passenger seat. "You're supposed to take it easy for the next month, remember?"
"Yeah," I sighed. I smiled as he took the wheelchair back to the waiting nurses. Ever since I had woken up, and Gajeel and I had confessed to each other, things had been great between us. Given, I had been in the hospital, but still. Every night before Gajeel would leave to go home, he would kiss me on the forehead and tell me he loved me, and I would repeat him, smiling like a fool.
"Mom's coming over for dinner tonight," Gajeel said, getting in the car and taking off towards our apartment. "She wanted to make sure you got settled back in alright."
"I told her I'd be fine."
"So did I," he chuckled, "but you know mom. She'd beat down our door if we didn't agree to let her come over."
"So, I was thinking," I said, nervously straightening the bottom of my shirt, "that once everything calms down we could have lunch with everyone and make it official."
"Make what official?" Gajeel asked, frowning.
"U-Us."
He parked the car, silent as he shut off the ignition and unfastened his seatbelt. I took that as a negative reaction, so I mentally kicked myself. Stupid! We haven't even made it official with that we're a couple. For all I know, Gajeel hasn't even thought about that yet. Maybe he doesn't want to tell anyone about us."Nevermind," I said, chuckling awkwardly. "Forget I said that. I-"
"Everyone already knows," he said, quietly.
I gaped at him. "They do?" How? Lu-chan never said anything to me about it. Nor did anyone else when they came to visit. Were they all just not saying anything so they wouldn't embarrass me?
"I told Natsu a couple of days ago, and the big-mouth told everyone."
"And what was their reaction?"
He smirked. "'Finally'."
~Gajeel~
I helped Levy out of the car and handed her the tiny crutches the hospital had given her. I had to bite my tongue to keep from laughing at how small the damned things really were-and how short they made her look. I'd never tell her, but they were only about as long as my arm, and I was pretty sure they were for little kids.
"What are you doin'?" I asked, raising an iron-studded eyebrow at her when she came back from her room hauling a large bag of books. I grabbed the bag, ignoring her protests, and carried it to the sofa for her.
"I'm going to study," she said, propping her crutches against the side of the sofa before taking a seat.
"Why?"
She frowned, taking out one of the books, her notebook, and her favorite pen. "Exams are next week."
"Shrimp, you've been in the hospital most of the semester. How are you going to take exams?"
