50 First Tears
This angst came out weak. I need to up my game again. Prompt: Need.
The morning sun was warm on the skin that wasn’t covered by her blankets. From beyond the window, birds chirped and fluttered about, wings and feathers creating more disturbance in the blonde’s slumber. It was high time that they flew south! Snorting unhappily, her head of tangles turned into the pillow before she found the power to lift her head and take in the apartment around her.
Empty. Lonely. Devoid of anyone but herself.
Another day without Fairy Tail. Another day without her friends.
Lucy blinked at the empty couch and the clean table, exactly how she left it before. Everything was in place as she had left it before going to bed. No visitors came. It was just another day of feeling sorry for herself and mourning the loss of her family.
Natsu was gone, away to train for a year. Her food supply had never been more…accounted for. She ate for one, each meal, never venturing out unless to gather groceries. Every scrap of food was always eaten by herself, all fears of missing snacks gone.
Arms pushing up, Lucy rose to stand up from her bed, scratching at her thigh with a languid stretch and yawn.
That was when Natsu appeared from within her kitchen, grinning and holding a tray of cereal for two.
“Mornin’ Luce.” He greeted casually, never looking away from her as she froze and stared with a gaping jaw. “Got breakfast here if you’re hungry.”
He said it so casually, as if he never left on a trip or just said goodbye with a lousy letter. What was more…he didn’t know about Fairy Tail disbanding, or the Master disappearing. The pink haired man just thought he could waltz back into her life as if he never left. He just stood there, smiling innocently like he would before the trouble with Tartaros. It was as if nothing was wrong and her loneliness never existed.
“Natsu…you’re back.” She breathed, tears pooling in her eyes at the sight of her best friend. In her dazed joy, Lucy never picked up on the tightness of his smile or the flicker of an emotion that was not joy in his eyes. His knuckles became white from the grip on the tray but he kept up his facade. “Yeah…I’m back.” He answered with a soft sigh, sounding more disappointed more than anything.
Gently setting down the tray, Natsu seemed prepared for her approach and hesitant hug, maintaining his hold just as long as she was willing to keep the embrace. Releasing her almost the second she wanted, he gestured to the bowls of cereal with his bangs shadowing his eyes. “Hurry up and eat, Luce! We got a big day today!”
The blonde blinked at the sudden exclamation, frowning. “No. Natsu…I have to tell you-”