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Mavis Vermillion ([personal profile] fairysoul) wrote in [community profile] genessia 2016-02-09 12:43 am (UTC)

A <3

[Mavis was very excited about the party. Parties had always been something she'd been looking for ever since she'd been allowed to attend them, which means pretty much ever since she'd founded Fairy Tail. It was true Valentine's Day was not as big a thing in their world as it was here but as they say "When in Rome, do as Romans do". A party was a party and Love was a great thing to celebrate, if you asked Mavis.

Moreover, she got to go to this particularly party with someone she truly cared about. So it made this event even more meaningful. When she had asked him, it hadn't even occurred to Mavis for a second that Zeref could say 'no'. She was aware Zeref was still hesitant because of what had happened back in their world. Mavis understood perfectly. Back in their world, gods and time had drawn them apart but this world was bringing them back together and what they had once felt about each other was still there. She could see it, radiating from their souls, brighter than fairies.

Mavis was literally running towards Fayren's subarchway. She didn't want to waste a minute of this beautiful evening. As soon as she spotted the silhouette of Zeref waiting for her there, she started waving at him cheerfully even as she kept running. She was wearing a light purple dress with straps that were attached to the dress by little golden hoops, actually matching her earrings. She was also carrying a package under her arm and a bouquet of flowers.

When she reached Zeref, her cheeks were flushed and she was nearly out of breath but her smile was so bright it could have lighten up the sky. Right then, she was the living picture of happiness.
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I'm here!

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