make that 3 Greek gods AU Nalu ( that is if you want to do it ;3 )
More than three sentences because dialogue is a bitch and I might expand this at some point! Continuation of This.
Give me a pairing and setting and I’ll write a 3 sentence fic.
Natsu stares, transfixed, as Lucy–in her long, white dress and her hair pilled on top of her head, eyes shining like the stars–raises the pitcher of water higher, lifting it above the glass bowl before her as she turns to face him fully, her skirts shifting around her legs, baring her skin to his eyes. She blinks at him slowly, then her gaze shifts to the bowl–which he swears is singing, he can hear it hum lowly, even from where he stands. He can feel the pure magic radiating from it, feel it thrum through his veins
“They say,” Lucy begins, drawing his eyes back to her. “That if you look into the truth, you see yourself and what it is your heart wants the most.” Her eyes pierce his, drawing him closer. “Will you look into the truth?” She pours the water into the bowl, and he’s surprised to hear no sound–no splash as the water swirls against the glass. And as he steps closer, he realizes it is a mirror. “Will you look into Aletheia, Hero?” He tears his eyes from the mirror, meeting hers instead.
“Look into the truth,” Lucy whispers. “Look into the truth, Son of Helios, and see what your heart beats for.”
Natsu inhales sharply, eyes tracing her features. “I see you,” he breathes, reaching across the mirror to catch her hand in his.
Lucy’s eyes grow stormy, and he knows what she is thinking. She is an immortal, but he is not. “You did not look, Son of Helios,” she says softly. “You did not–”
“I need no mirror to know my heart beats for you,” he says strongly, moving around the mirror to draw her closer, the water pitcher caught between them as he slips a hand down her back, fingers tracing her spine through her dress. “Truth or no truth, I see you, always.” He cups her jaw, tilting her chin up so she’s looking him in the eyes. “You are my truth.”