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As the four teammates made their way back to Magnolia, they had a bit of a laugh about the irrelevance of one of their run-ins with one of the townspeople.
They had asked Laxus for an autograph, to which he refused politely. Upset, the person then demanded he give them one. Immediately becoming agitated for being bossed around, he nodded, and electrocuted every bit of the hair on their head off.
"Signed, Laxus Dreyar! I-I can't breathe!" Bixlow quoted, laughing obnoxiously at the not so funny joke added to make the Lightning God's point.
Laxus and Evergreen cringed.
"Your humor is horrific, Bix." Evergreen chuckled.
Laxus rolled his eyes. "Like yours is any better, Ms. "gets off on others' demise."
Evergreen glared, retaliating as Laxus blocked her out.
"I wonder what Gajeel is doing right now.." he thought to himself. He quickly realized what he was thinking, and rubbed his temples.
"Why am I thinking about that creep?! He's not important, even if he is pretty attractive.."
His face blushed profusely, and he looked down at the floor.
"God damn you metalhead.."
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Laxus groaned as the thunder legion made their way to the guild. He dreaded the thought of having to go in and see Gajeel again. He honestly would rather evaporate before justifying what the hell he had done.
His teammates decided to leave him behind to his thoughts, knowing he'd catch up sooner or later.
While pondering his thoughts, he bumped into someone on his way through the door.
"A-Hey, watch where you're-.."
He looked up, to be met with ruby red eyes. They widened in shock, as his own widened. He cleared his throat and made an awkward attempt at a conversation.
"..Hey.."
"Um..hi.."
The two forgot they were both terrible at socializing, and soon turned crimson red from embarrassment. Laxus put his hand on the back of his neck and looked away.
"W-well, what's got you rushing?"
Gajeel cleared his throat, and pulled at his hair. God, he looked so cute.
"I was um..gonna grab something for..Levy! Real quick.."
Laxus and Gajeel awkwardly chuckled, and quickly turned away and continued moving on.
"Later...Sparky."
Gajeel let his hand brush against Laxus', slowly walking away.
Laxus blushed profusely, and muttered a quick "later" before speed walking through the doors. He cursed himself for getting so embarrassed, still hearing a certain someone's conniving "gehe" in the other direction.
"I hate that thing with a burning passion."
He walked over to the bar, where the thunder legion sat. Freed hummed as Laxus slumped next to him, and put his head on the table.
"Everything alright, Laxus? You were gonna for quite a while."
Laxus groaned, his stomach turning with embarrassment. "Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. Just a stomach ache."
Freed nodded, and sipped his glass of water.
"Perhaps you should go home. It is pretty late anyway."
He shrugged. "Seems reasonable to me..sure, I'll see you tomorrow." He stood up slowly, walking away. Freed chuckled. "Have a good night Laxus. Sleep well." Laxus put his hand up to say his goodbyes, as Bix and Evergreen said their goodbyes as well.
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Walking slowly along the dim lit sidewalk, Laxus listened to his rock music. His mind kept traveling to Gajeel, making him really remember the beast's magma like gaze, hot and mesmerizing.
Laxus scoffed, his face blushing at the thought. "I chose to walk back to the guild just to walk back home.." he glared to himself. "I didn't even get to see-" suddenly he bumped into someone, who had dropped everything they were holding.
"Shit- sorry about that."
"God dammit you son of a b-"
The person looked up, a sharp feline glare intact. But his eyes widened at who it was, once again. "Oh uh..hey, Laxus." He cleared his throat.
Laxus sweat dropped. "Fuck" was all he could ponder. "I..hey, Gajeel…Sorry I bumped into you- again."
Gajeel gave a smolder, snickering. "Yeah. Again, Sparky. Watch where yer going, would ya?" His fang like teeth glistened in the moonlight, a certain shine and glam in his eyes making it hard for Laxus to comprehend anything he had said.
Laxus' face turned red again, his lips zipped shut. "Fuck he's hot." His mind raced, his heart beating expeditiously. He opened his mouth to speak, but barely anything came out. "I-..yeah, I'll try."
Gajeel giggled, picking up his things. He began to stand, when he took a chance to look at Laxus.
Gajeel looked him up and down still smiling, until his eyes landed on a certain place. His smile disappeared quickly, a shocked but embarrassed expression masking his face. His face turned red as well, and he looked away, smirking embarrassedly. "Erm...gee Sparky, were you that happy to see me?"
Laxus raised an eyebrow, but almost immediately realized what the comment meant, and looked down to see the tent that had appeared in his pants. His eyes widened, his face couldn't be any redder than it was now. He sheepishly folded his hands over his lower half, in an attempt to draw less attention.
"That wasn't- I- you know that randomly happens!"
Gajeel giggled frantically, wiping away tears from laughing. "Yeah, whatever ya say. Have fun with that, night wood."
He snickered, walking away into the night.
Laxus bit his lip in embarrassment, quickly picking up the pace on his slow walk towards his house, which was only a block away. He made it to the door, and unlocked it, rushing inside to close and lock it again.
He took off his jacket, and threw it on the floor, rushing to his room to let out a groan of agony and embarrassment. He flopped onto his bed, falling face first into his pillow.
"Fuck..Why did I have to get ERECT around him?!! Of all people dammit!!"
He flipped on his back, looking up at the ceiling. He covered his face, images of Gajeel immediately ravaging his thoughts. Lude images to be exact.
"Tch. Way ta' go, sparks."