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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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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.

Oh thank god she got the wrong idea this time. He could imagine the face she would have made if he had blurted out 'soft'.

He didn't comment anything about her moving about. This was hardly anything as precise as when they started out. So she had some room to move around as long as she didn't pull her hair out from between his hands.

"No way! I'm doing this right or not at all."

Aside from the initial stretch she settled down again, relaxing. She also wasn't about to pull her hair out from between his hands, what areyou crazy? No no, she asked him to do this - she just didn't think he'd want to carry it all the way through. So she glanced towards him out of the corner of her eyes, watching his face at that determined response. Jeez. She giggled, nodding slightly, "Okay okay, if you're sure then."

ANd since when was he that flakey of a person? That's right. Never. Which was why the question had been so ridiculous. He would see this through to the end. And maybe it wouldn't be a one time thing. I mean wait what?

"I'm more than sure." Natsu reaffirmed before before focusing on the finishing touches. Now that her hair was dry though he once again marveled at how soft and pleasant it was to feel those strands against his fingers.

Truthfully she had a feeling he'd say it, but she had to ask anyway. But she wouldn't mind it being something he does for her more than one occassion, though she didn't think she'd have the nerve to ask him something like that. How spoiled would she be to have him heat-dry her hair? Although she reached up absently to feel her hair in turn, halting when her fingers brushed against his, pulling her hand away again and trying not to blush too much. "Hnn, it feels like it came out really nice.." But by all means, continue what you're doing. Even if her hair is fully dry.

Nerves were going to be the biggest obstacle wasn't it? Well hopefully laziness could help overcome those. He would just have to make it easier by making his performance that much more delightful.

"Did you expect anything else?" He asked with a light chuckle and his hands started to go back to normal temperatures though he was sure she wouldn't notice right away.

One of them at least, yes. Although from the contented reaction she had to the feel of his fingers runninig through her hair and drying her hair both. Her hair still felt warm from the heat, so no she didn't notice when his hands went back to normal temperatures. "Hee, I'm not sure what I expected - well, I know you wouldn't disappoint, at least."

Well hopefully she wouldn't turn her head around now because he hummed in response to her words before leaning in close to lightly press his nose to the locks still in his palm. It wasn't even on purpose. He just felt compelled to do it. Now that she wouldn't notice.

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