Gus was not aware of the fire outside of his room. When he woke up,
he remembered it was too hot. And smoke, too much smoke. He thought
about his mother. When will she come into his room and take him
somewhere safe? He knew papa was not at home. Mama said papa has to go
work somewhere far. Maybe she was still sleeping. He should wake her up.
climbed out of his bed and find his way to the door in the darkness.
When he reached the doorknob, he hissed in pain. The doorknob was hot
too. He looked at his red hands and started crying.
Title: Slip of the Tongue Summary:
How do you respond to a confession of love when it, maybe, wasn’t real? How do you respond to your own confession of love when, maybe, you aren’t sure if you meant it?
Prompt: I Love You (for Gajevy Week) Pairing: Gajeel Redfox/Levy McGarden Rating: K+ Word Count: 3558 Author Notes: Despite the incredibly suggestive title, there is not actually a kiss in this fic. I know, I’m as surprised as you. I’ll try harder next time.
When people say “running late” they usually mean they’re a few minutes behind schedule. Levy was actually running late. She had promised to meet Lucy at the guild, but her inability to put down a book once she was in the middle of it had gotten her in trouble again.
That was why she was sprinting, head down, arms pumping, when she reached the guild. It was also the reason she didn’t see the tall figure in black until it was too late to stop.
With a shout of surprise she tried to skid to a stop only to stumble and crash into Gajeel on the front steps of the guild.
“What’s the rush, short stuff?” he said with a grin, catching her by the elbows as she ricocheted off his broad chest.