72 for gratsu? :)
Here you go Brea, my dear, I hope you like it! ❤ Inspiration struck me for this one first for some reason …I feel it may have taken an odd turn aha enjoy!
72. “I will knock you on your ass if you even think about it.”
Gray was asleep, well, he was trying to be. He’d been trying to ‘be asleep’ for the past half hour while he knew Natsu was still at the guild hall. Natsu had challenged Cana to a drinking competition despite the odds of him actually winning. Most of the time Gray waited and pulled Natsu out against his will before things got too bad.
This time though, Natsu had declared – while already quite drunk – that he would win this time, for his husband, and then proceeded to kiss Gray full on the mouth in front of everyone. Gray had kissed him back, with just as much, if not more energy, then chuckled against Natsu’s lips, “We’re not even married yet, Hot Stuff.” Natsu had given him a playful glare to show his distaste for the new nickname before heading towards Cana. Gray had left them to it. Trusting Happy to bring Natsu back in one piece. Then it would be up to him to deal with the aftermath.
Gray kept his eyes closed as he heard the door open and close with a clunk. Slow, heavy footsteps headed towards the kitchen. Gray waited. A couple of loud clangs, then a thud reached Gray’s ears.
If he turns the stove on I-
Gray leapt up from the bed, still only in his boxers, and ran to the kitchen. “I will knock you on your ass if you even think about it.”
“Huh?” Natsu spun round. In one hand he held an egg. The other a large frying pan. The only problem was, the pan was upside down. “Husband! I’m gonna cook an egg.”
“No. You are not.” Gray stepped forward.
“…but I want one.” Natsu whined. “No. Two!”
Gray turned the stove down a bit and proceeded to pry both the pan and the egg from Natsu’s grip. He failed on one, leaving Natsu to keep a hold on the egg. As he took another egg and cracked into the oil in the pan Gray could hear Natsu mumbling behind him.
“What?” Gray yelped as he slid the egg onto a piece of toast and handed the whole plate to Natsu.
“Uhhh.” Natsu frowned. “Nothing. Sit with me.” Natsu pulled Gray towards the couch with his free hand. They sat, but Natsu had not yet taken a bite of his toast. The Dragon Slayer suddenly sat up a bit straighter.
“Wait. We’re not married are we?”
“No, Natsu, we’re not.” Gray chuckled. He then watched as Natsu slid the plate onto the coffee table and pulled a small square of toast from the rest. He then poked a hole in it.
“Uhh, what are you doing?”
Natsu got down on one knee, presented Gray with the ring of toast and then smiled lovingly up at him. “I love you Gray, so so much. Marry me.”
Gray stared. Stunned for the most part, but then he couldn’t help but laugh. “I’d love to Natsu, but we’re going to do this properly, sober, and I’d rather not put eggy toast on my finger.”
Natsu wasn’t deterred. “Fair enough.” He put the ring of toast on the plate before sitting back on the couch. “Do I still get to kiss you?”
Gray chuckled. “I’ll never say no to that…”