𝓗𝓲𝓼 𝓑𝓻𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻 (Levy McGarden x Male!Reader)

𝔽𝕚𝕧𝕖

I groaned as I got up, I had looked outside, seeing the sun just now coming up.

I then left the room and went downstairs, seeing Levy sleeping on the couch.

I tilted my head in confusion, is it cause I'm here?

I shrugged as I grabbed a towel from the closet and went to the bathroom upstairs, and got in the shower.

𝓛𝓮𝓿𝔂'𝓼 𝓟.𝓞.𝓥

I sat up in the couch, the uncomfortableness was beyond me, and good god I need a bed...

I couldn't sleep in the room with Gajeel because he kicked me out, and Y/n is a guest, not to mention the embarrassing first impression I made on him...and plus, if I wanted to sleep in the guest room, Gajeel would get mad at me, thinking I was being selfish or something...So even thinking of kicking him out of the guest room is out of the question...

I stopped loathing in my self-grief and stood up off of the couch, straightening my robe.

"I guess I can make breakfast before he wakes up...maybe then he won't yell at me...yet." I muttered to no one in particular, and walked into the kitchen.

I sighed when I saw we didn't have any eggs, or any butter, or any pancake mix, bacon, where the heck did our food go? So I walked upstairs to put on some clothes to get the ingredients.

I stopped when the door to the bathroom opened and I looked at the door, out came a wild Y/n, who was dripping wet from head to toe, with a towel draped around his waist. His wet hair fell on the sides and front of his face, framing it to where it looked...amazingly attractive.

"Oh good morning Levy. I didn't wake you up did I?" He asked.

"N-no! I-I was just going to get some things from the grocery store!" I said, my voice going higher than I expected.

I couldn't help but look at those abs...god those abs, those sculpted muscles, and that chiseled face. He was perfect, something out of a Greek story, he did look like an Olympian God....

"Why waste your time when I can get it for you?" He asked.

"Huh?" I asked.

Was he serious?

"I can easily get dressed and run to the store for you. It won't take me long, promise." Y/n replied.

He held out his pinky for me.

"You want me to pinky promise you?" He joked, looking at me and chuckling.

I blushed and covered my face.

"Y-you don't have to do that!" I exclaimed and looked at him, seeing him already in clothes and his hair dried.

"I'm gonna go and get your stuff, what do you need?" He asked.

"Eggs...butter, pancake mix, and bacon." I said.

"Thanks! Be right back." He said and zipped off as if he were the flash or something.

I then walked down stairs, still allowing my mind to process what just happened, and my face reddened as I remembered the shirtless Y/n, technically the NAKED Y/N!

The more I think about it, the more the image appears in my head over and over.

His muscles were wet...and his hair, oh god his hair...I wanted to run my hand through it so badly!

I slapped my face.

'Get ahold of yourself! You have a boyfriend!' I thought.

I shook my head and marched into the kitchen, grabbing pans and pots, and heating up the stove.