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[ Closed Log ] Lazy Lucy's bein' Lazy

WHO: Natsu and Lucy
WHEN: Right nao
WHERE: Lucy's room at Fairy Haven, aka Fairy Tail Mark II
WHAT: Natsu Dragneel, professional hairdresser. (...Okay not really. Also there may be tooth rotting cuteness.)

Several revelations came to light for Lucy recently. Some of which she isn't allowed to speak on, some of which she wasn't brave enough to admit to yet. At least to the person she needed to admit it to. Still progress ever moves forward~! Painstakingly slowly, but it moves forward.

Having been out most of the day, both to hang out with her guildies and friends, and to work, Lucy eventually returned home for a nice refreshing shower. However, problem. Even after changing clothes, her hair took forever to get properly dry and she didn't exactly have a hair dryer. Today wasn't a day she could call on Cancer so... she had few options. A) Stop being lazy and let it air dry, B) Hunt down Wendy and ask her to air dry it or C) Hunt down Natsu and ask HIM to heat dry it. Wow Lucy. Just. Wow.

... maybe she'll hunt down Natsu after all. ~~Such a lazy girl.~~

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"Hmm." Lucy smiles absently at the soothing feel of the warm heat, "That feels really nice -" So comforting and - and she could really easily fall asleep like that. But that would be embarrassing. She glanced up at him thoughtfully for a moment, a slow smile coming to her face. "Yeah, I know. I'll tell you guys everything I can."
The mood was entirely too serious though, so she reached up to give his scarf a playful tug. ... What? Don't judge, IT WAS RIGHT THERE TAUNTING HER.

Natsu couldn't hold his smile from growing seeing her relax like that. It was exactly what he liked to see. Though he had to keep his focus on his flaming hands even if he felt oddly compelled to lean up closer. Especially when she started smiling as well.

"I know you will~" Natsu nodded and started moving his hands around her head some more before he felt that tug around his neck. That stopped his hands moving and he looked curiously at the part of scarf she'd pulled on.

Odd, he felt compelled to lean closer, and she felt compelled to tug him closer. Actually when his hands stopped moving and glanced at the end of the scarf still in her hands, she glanced down at it at the same time as if somehow it jumped to her hands on its own. Glancing back up to him again, she had the oddest urge to pull him closer again, a sudden blush rising to her cheeks. "Ah.. that.." Ahaha she um.. should let go right?

Well then it was a matter of who would give in first. Then again with how things tended to flow whenever they were alone, odds were it would be a simultaneous thing. Still when she looked up at him like that the pull only got stronger.

"Ummm yeah..." He wasn't telling her to drop or let go though. Which should have been rather telling really.

Simultaneous sounded about right. He hasn't said to let go of the scarf yet so...she doesn't. Actually suddenly feeling nervous, she absently fiddled with the scarf, unconsciously winding it around her hand. Which means that she might be pulling him in closer too, for all she's paying attention. "I um.." Damnit she's a writer and she can't even come up with a single sentence to change the topic. And the atmosphere is dangerous right now. Well. Maybe dangerous is a bad word for it, but she certainly shouldn't be wanting to pull him in closer.

Good. Because then he'd snap out of it and realize what he wanted to do. And then back to the awkward song and dance that had led to so many unpleasant misunderstandings.

"Yeah?" Honestly he used to have more than a one word vocabulary but as the pull grows stronger the harder it was to focus on something else entirely but her. The way her hair had to be glowing with the warmth he'd provided when drying it.

Well he was drying her hair, so the fact that his attention was so much on her was only to be expected. Erm. Right? Though the warmth in her hair felt like it was spread through out her too, whenever she looked at him. And look at him she does, holding onto the scarf, her hands going still. It took her a minute or two to snap out of the daze, watching him, an odd smile on her face. Just. Being a weirdo, yessir. A weirdo that wanted to give that scarf one good pull but that way madness lies.

Oh right, he said something didn't he? Crap she lost track of the conversation. "..." GOSH but it was tempting to pull him over to her.

That was a very good point. Too bad he wasn't thinking about it and too bad Lucy wouldn't have it in her to point that out. However the mood between them had taken on a more warm and content feeling. That smile while odd and fitting of a weirdo like her, was also quite captivating and he couldn't help but lean in a bit closer as well. Pull him over? At this rate he was going to come of his own accord.

No, she doesn't have it in her. Not even close. When he leaned forward a little more, she did the same, letting go of the scarf with one hand and using it to reach forward, brushing her fingers across his cheek and into his hair.

It hasn't yet occurred to her that Neveren was still there, though a bit further off, currently distracted by the puppydog. That was always her failing - the second she realized they weren't alone (technically) she panicked and did an immediate emotional retreat.

Natsu was certainly getting dangerously skilled at zoning his surroundings out whenever he was with Lucy. Which in turn meant audiences were becoming more likely. Luckily Herb was either more wise than he looked or lady luck just decided to be on Lucy's side this time.

What was it thought about those light touches? It was just on his cheek but he felt a weird bubbling or in his case crackling sensation inside of stomach. Like the crackling of a fire during a peaceful night under the moon. It was precious and something he wanted to feel more. His head tilted a little leaning his forehead more towards Lucy's as he slowly drew closer.

She may be using up every last bit of luck she has for a least a month if that's the case. Case in point the moment of quiet between them, when Lucy just isn't thinking about anything in particular.

Though she might get embarrassed in the end, she still cherished every moment spent with him, no matter what it was. Even something as small as just a touch, it was like an addiction. Though she was doing nothing more then brushing her thumb against his cheek. Harmless. Innocent. Nothing to freak out about, no suh.

She could tax some of that luck from his own supply. Natsu certainly wouldn't be in any position or state of mind to deny it.

She was more than welcome to use her fingers over his cheek even more. In fact he encouraged it even as he pressed his cheek against her her hand almost like an affectionate puppy. A dragon fire spewing kicking and punching puppy.

Not when the both of them were so caught up in the quiet of the moment that they forgot everything and everyone else was even around, no. Also, the best kind of puppy was a dragonfire spewing, kicking and punching puppy. Everyone knows that. Or should!

Still the way he pressed his cheek against her hand, she found it irresistably cute, her smile widening in spite of herself, chuckling silently. Apparently also thinking he was still too far away, she gave the scarf still in her hands another tug to pull him closer, to let him rest his forehead against hers.

She was likely one of the rare few who could choose that kind of puppy. After all they were prone to making a mess of things quite often.

That small chuckle and the way she pulled him in only made it harder to think however at the very least it seemed sentences were back in effect.

"What's so funny?" Not teasing or mischievous. In fact it was almost like a whisper so that only she would hear him.

They were, but everything else about them made up for their roughhousing shenanigans. Plus they were fiercely protective creatures. Almost startled at the sound of his voice when they were quiet for so long, Lucy felt herself blushing sheepishly, letting go of his scarf.

She wasn't about to tell him how cute he looked just then. Noooooo way. She also wasn't going to tell him lots of other things. Though in a way, actions spoke volumes and volumes on whatever words she could have said. Her voice lowereed to match the quieter tone he was using, she shook her head slightly, "Nothing." Nothing was funny at all. Clearly she's just being weird.

For a moment he had to kick himself for even speaking in the first place. Because suddenly she wasn't in that odd trance like daze. Now she was aware of how close she was. It showed especially in the color dusting her cheeks. Things were going to get even more confusing now.

Her answer was hardly surprising. Not when she had that look. But unlike other times this secret was likely nothing too serious. "If you say so." Natsu murmured before he extinguished one hand to touch the back of her head lightly and then follow the golden strands down her back.

"Mmm I think I need to dry near the tips a bit more"

The fac that he was slowly and surely catching on to certain tells and things might become embarrassingly troublesome (sorta) in the future. She didn't pull back too far, though her hand twitched slightly against his cheek when she felt his hand moving over her hair to the tips. Em. He ... was just checking to see if it was dry yet that was all. Sure. "A-ah is.. that so? O...kay then." It would be fine! Suuure..

It also meant misunderstandings would slowly become a thing of the past. Though that might be flustering in a different way for her. Still Natsu was by no means stupid. And therein lied the problem. He would reach the obvious conclusio. Just at his own pace.

"Yeah. I think it...might be a good idea to turn around for that part at least. That way I can...focus on the part that's not totally dried."

"Okay." ... Oh, right. She let her hands drop away from his face slowly, swinging her legs over to the opposite side of the chair so she could face away from him. Pushing her hair back with both hands, she let her hands drop to her knees again, focusing on ...other things. It shouldn't take long if he was just drying the tips, right?

Except her mind kept replaying the last few minutes and -boy- was she glad she was facing away from him.

Now that she was finally facing away, Natsu found it a lot easier to focus on his task at hand. At least at first. After a while in order to expedite the drying he start pressing only his heated palms over her hair, the flames completely extinguished and using his own body temperature control to press and dry while also in a way brushing his fingers through it. No knots or tangles to be found.

Indeed it was a lot easier insofar as..not...looking at him. But it was also difficult since she could hear him and feel his fingers through her hair. She had to bite her lower lip a little, trying to not focus on that, studying the surface of the pool instead. At least that was her intention - it wasn't her fault if she sighed a faint contented noise while he was doing that. Wait, no, that wasn't her at all. It was that random passing butterfly. ... he'd not buy that at at right? Well... still not her fault, damnit. He should know better than anyone what it felt like having someone running their fingers through his h... yeah not thinkiiiiiing about iiiiiiit.

No he wouldn't. After all Dragon Slayer hearing. Still he wouldn't see anything particularly wrong about Lucy letting out such a sound. If anything it meant he wasn't causing her discomfort therefore he could continue his work without worry. He smiled to himself, allowing himself that much while he moved his hand through and over her hair.

Damn Dragon Slayer hearing. Those enhanced senses catch her out more times than she cared to count. But eh, it was fine. Just so long as he didn't say anything to get her flustered, and ... well with him you never quite know. But it wouldn't take all that long to dry her hair if he was just doing a little bit of it left.

"Hmm.. how is it?"

To be fair she did things to get caught even without the sharper senses. Not that he'd say that to her face. Not now. It would have disrupted that feeling of peace they had going on at the moment.

However the sudden question from Lucy did catch him off guard. So much so that he almost let slip some of his honest thoughts.

"Sof- !! I mean um just a bit more. " He wanted it to be perfectly dried. That and he wanted to keep doing it a little longer.

Lucky for him that she interpreted the 'Sof' as the beginning of a 'so far so good' or something. "Okay," She wasn't going to stop him anytime soon. It was nice, feeling his fingers running through her hair.

She stretched her arms out in front of her, rolling her shoulders in the process. Sitting still for so long gets one a little stiff. She couldn't stretch as much as she'd like, because she'd mess up what Natsu was doing though. Maybe it was her imagination, but she wouldn't be surprised if her hair dried even softer because of what he was doing. "It's okay to stop if it's only a little wet, if you want." and she hoped he didn't want.

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