A.N.: So this was a prompt I found on a prompt list that I really wanted to write! The prompt is: “WTF you’re not my roommate, how did you get in here? Oh shit you’re really drunk and NOW YOU’RE CRYING okay okay it’s okay shhhh, you can stay here i guess??” This is set like in today’s time, and they are all of drinking age of course! I hope you like! I kind of wrote it when I was going to sleep, so I’m sorry if my writing isn’t any good!
Gajeel sure was enjoying having the apartment to himself (well almost himself except for his cat Lily). His roommate had said something about taking a girl out and was trying to get him to come along for a double date, but there was no way in hell he was going to be hitched to some girl. He was enjoying the single life too much.
He took off his shirt, with just his boxers on, and set to doing his usual workout routine, turning his music on full blast. Luckily he didn’t have his annoying hothead of a roommate, Natsu, interrupting him. After doing his regular for an hour long exercise routine, he cooked himself a plate of food and settled down on the couch with Lily next to him, checking the channels to see what’s on, Cops caught his eye. He always loved when they caught the bad guys! He settled comfortably into the couch, sipping his beer, watching the show, stroking Lily, when about 30 min later he was out.
Levy had no idea how she got there standing in front of the door to her apartment, all she knew was she just wanted to curl up and bed and drown out this headache. From what she vaguely remembered, she went out with Lucy and her boyfriend, expecting it to be a double date, to find out Natsu couldn’t get his roommate to come along. She was pissed after that, she dressed extra nice to impress just to be stood up. She started downing alcoholic beverage after beverage. Even Lucy tried to get her to stop, but Levy just kept at it. When it was time to go, Levy vaguely remembered falling as they walked to the car, scraping her knees and hands, but not feeling it. Her hair was a mess, and she looked like garbage, she knew it. She curled in the backseat regretting her life choices at that moment while Natsu drove them back.
She didn’t remember the car ride at all, she just remembered Natsu saying gibberish and some number. She knew her apartment was on the second floor, she managed to stumble up the stairs and was at the door. She was trying to unlock it but the key wouldn’t work. Fuck! This was not her night. She twisted the handle and the door creaked open. Lucy left it unlocked, thank god!
As she stepped in, she tried to reach for the light with no luck. Dang, she realized then she really must be wasted. She stumbled along the hallway, when all of a sudden she felt something soft under feet and a load “MEEOWWWW!” of pain. “Fuck!!!” They didn’t have a cat, where did it come from? She heard a load deep male voice “WHO’S THERE?!” coming from the other room. Her eyes went wide. This wasn’t her and Lucy’s apartment? Shit!! She needed to sober up and fast!
Gajeel was having a wonderful dream of being a cop and catching all the criminals when he heard his cat screech from the hallway and female voice yell out a curse.
“WHO’S THERE?!” he blared out. He was met with silence. He got up quickly, forgetting that he had no shirt on, and was going to apprehend whoever was trying to come in and steal his stuff. When he was there, he was not expecting what he saw. A woman with a bright blue mop of hair half his size, scratch that, less than half his size. She looked worse for wear, but he didn’t miss how the dress she had on made him do a double take. Her eyes went wide at the sight of him, and he realized then, that he didn’t have a shirt on. Well, it wasn’t like he was supposed to have visitors. His eyes narrowed though, it could all be rouse, trust no one.
“Who are you, and what are you doing in MY apartment?” He said walking closer to her. She backed up, fear evident in her eyes. “I- I- I’m sorry, wrong apartment,” she managed to slur out as she kept backing up towards the door. He could hear her slurring and could smell the alcohol from a mile away.
As she backed up, she managed to trip on his cat (again) and was falling before he moved quickly to catch her. He grabbed her waist and caught her from falling down. It took her a second for her to realize their close proximity and before he knew it she was pushing him away, clawing like a she cat, “No! Get away!!”
He let her go, and watched as she fell on her butt, her back against the wall. “Damn it woman! I was trying to prevent you from falling and getting hurt and this is the thanks I get?” he yelled at her, the scratches on his chest and arms hurting like hell. He glanced down at the scratches he gave him, damn it all to hell. As he glanced back up, he saw her in the corner in a little ball, knees to her face, crying.. fuck.. He didn’t deal with women crying. He didn’t deal with women in general.. He breathed in and out.
He squatted on his knees inches away from her. He stared at her and realized how small she looked in her ball crying. He hadn’t noticed he had had patted her head until he heard her squeak and stiffen, and could feel her soft light baby blue locks against his fingers. He pulled his hand back quickly while she ventured to look up at him, tears still rolling down her face.
“Look, I’m sorry I scared ya,” he said, his hand running this hair. “I just thought you were a burglar or something. Look, it’s really late and you really shouldn’t be out there in your condition. Um.. You can stay in my room for the night.”
Her face flushed bright red, glancing down at his torso. He realized what that could be implying, especially in his state of dress. “I mean not in with me! I can sleep on the couch!”
“Howw can I trusst you won’t try anyything?” she managed to slur out.
Even in her drunk state, he gave her props for still thinking logically. “Believe me or not, I don’t take women by force. Not only that, Lily would kill me if I tried.”
On que his cat came meowing running his head against her leg.
He pointed to his black cat while she petted him, “Lily.”
Her eyes narrowed at him again, “How can ‘Lily’ kill you?”
“Trust me, he keeps in me in place. I’ve had too many scratches from that damned cat whenever I’ve fucked up..” he said narrowing his eyes at his cat.
She giggled in response, and it sounded so nice and she looked so pretty with that smile on her face. He couldn’t stop the smile from his face in response.
He glanced to her side finding her purse and keys. Wait a minute, those keys looked familiar, especially with that fire breathing dragon keychain. He leaned close to her to grab the keys from where they fell on the floor. “Hey, wh-what are you doing?”
“Calm down,” he said as he pulled back. He examined them.. that fire brain of a roommate’s keys. “Well, that explains it.”
He glanced at her, and her eyes were getting droopy, like she could pass out on the floor if she wanted to. Shit..
“Wait here shorty!” he said as he got up, walking to his room.
“My name’ss nott shortyy! It’s Levvyyy!” she managed to drawl out at his retreating form.
“Gihihi,” he said in response.
As he got to his room, he tried to tidy up a little bit and grabbed a shirt to put over his head. He was gone no more than a couple of minutes, but by the time he came back out, the blue haired pixy was passed out on his floor. Dammit!
He shook her to wake up, “Hey! Wake up, shortstack!” She just mumbled in response, her head falling forward. He grumbled.
He picked her up, her shoulders in one hand and her legs in the other. She was so light, and for some reason it felt so right to hold her like that. He set her down in his bed, and pulled the covers up to her chin. He glanced at her face, reached out and moved some hair from her face. His hands have a life of their own tonight. He needed to get out of here and fast. His cat went and snuggled up to her side.
“Damn Lily, thanks for rubbing it in my face,” he said glaring at his cat.
His cat meowed innocently at him.
“Yeah, yeah, I’m going..”
As he lay on his couch, trying to get some shut eye, he couldn’t stop thinking about that blue haired woman sleeping in his bed. “Dammit!” He yelled out! He racked his arm over his eyes. He is going to kill Natsu when he gets back. He looked forward to seeing her dazed face in the morning. “Gihihihi.” He chuckled as his thoughts were filled with a sleeping shrimp with blue hair.