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Stellar Mistakes
By : Rhov
Category: +. to F > Fairy Tail
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Chapter 3
Text Message
Lucy walked into her apartment and collapsed face-down into bed.
"This can't be happening."
She pulled out her phone and looked at the text again, over and over, as if maybe the letters would rearrange themselves into some secret code.
"I want to see you again tonight. It seems that I need to explain a few things to you, and to apologize for what happened at that hotel. Regretfully, something came up at work. Tomorrow, come to my office. Loke."
There was no doubt about it. The man she slept with was none other than her inspiration, her idol, her boss, Creative Director Loke Leo, the one everyone looked up to, who kept hundreds of staff together like a family.
She tried to remember that morning and the silhouette against the frosted glass door of the shower. The man in that shower was her boss. The man who had been in bed with her was the star of the company. The man who had made love so vigorously that she lost sensation in her toes and fell asleep in his arms as he played with her hair was none other than the man they nicknamed the Lion for flirting around.
"And now me. Am I just another one of the Lion's prey?"
In a way, it make her feel relieved. People knew Loke flirted, although it seemed like, up until now, it was all just charming smiles and winks. Did he actually take women to bed with him a lot? If so, maybe she was merely a victim to his charms. Maybe people would forgive her for sleeping with a boss like that.
But if he seduced her, and she was drunk, what did that say about the man she admired so deeply?
"Puun."
Her dog Plue had the weirdest bark. He barely even looked like a dog. Lucy absently petted his head as she continued to look at the text message.
"I feel like my brain is going to explode, Plue."
"Pu-puun?"
"What do you do when you sleep with someone after having one too many drinks? Not only that, but that guy is a director where you work … and the man you've admired and dreamed about for years."
"Puun puun."
Plue's bark (puun?) almost seemed as if he was trying to offer her comfort. Lucy absently petted his white head while still staring at the text. Loke! He was the one who inspired Lucy to take her talent and go work for Fairy Tail. It was all thanks to him.
It had been a single commercial about an upcoming astronomical event at the observatory. Lucy already had an interest in constellations and enjoyed trips as a child with her mother to the observatory, but there was a line in the ad that resonated with her, reminding her of that very first glee and wonder when she held her mother's hand and peered into the massive telescope to see deep into the heavens.
"It isn't just views, but the power of wonder." And it ended with a child looking up from a telescope to some unseen adult, with large eyes and a dropped-open smile of awe.
It made her remember her first glance into a telescope, seeing Saturn for the first time, and how her heart raced to think that entire other planets more amazing than this one existed somewhere out there. Her mother had just smiled down at her, but now she wondered what went through her mother's mind. Maybe she was recalling her own first view into the heavens; maybe she was proud to be passing down this love of science to her daughter.
The last line of that commercial dredged up that memory and left Lucy crying for her mother who had died young, yet left her legacy of wonder and awe in her daughter. At that moment, drifting through college with no aim, Lucy suddenly knew what she wanted to do with her life. She shifted her focus from a pipe dream of writing a bestselling novel—she could still work on that in the meantime—to a practical job like writing for an ad agency. She did her research, discovered who had created that commercial, and learned about the name Loke Leo of Fairy Tail. Through classes, she discovered that Fairy Tail was one of the top agencies in the kingdom, but in just the years that she had been working there, it rose to the number two spot.
That was all thanks to Loke and his leadership. She had watched his career since that one commercial. She searched online to watch other ads he made. Then he was promoted to Creative Director. It was shortly after that promotion that Lucy was hired. He was her inspiration for aiming at working for an ad agency, her idol as she slogged through storyboards of products no one else wanted to cover, hoping that one day she might create something worthy enough for him to praise her.
"He's my hero … and he saw me drunk … and I slept with him … and I can't even remember all of it."
She threw a pillow over her head, wishing she could bury herself away. How was she supposed to act at work now whenever she saw him? Even if it had been him putting the moves on her when she was too drunk to resist, he would think she was that sort of woman.
Plue gave out a little snore at the foot of her bed.
"Plue, you can't fall asleep on me. I'm in a crisis!"
The little dog raised his white head. "Puun?" It seemed like maybe he was trying to smile and tell her it would be okay.
Lucy sighed, mad that she had snapped at him. "Sorry. Stressful day. I'll give you some treats."
As Plue munched on a dog biscuit and Lucy fixed herself dinner, she tried desperately to pull up more memories of the previous night. There were only a few moments of lucidity, but nothing clear. Her eyes were either closed or the lights were too dark to see the man with her, but the more she remembered, the more she believed it actually must have been Loke.
How had she felt about it? How did it start? What was Loke like in bed? (Oh God, did I really just ask myself about that?) Did they do anything … kinky? Had she at any point tried to stop him, or had she been the one putting the moves on him? Maybe she had said some horribly desperate thing while drunk, about being lonely and the fact that she had not been laid in … well, since college! Maybe he agreed to sleep with her out of pity. She doubted he was some sort of sexual predator who trolled bars for drunk women, not when a man like him could have any woman he wanted. He had never so much as looked at her before the previous night, so why would he have slept with her?
As she ate her dinner, she pulled out her phone and did a search for "drunk slept with boss."
She read off a search title. "How to make your boss fall for your advances. No, totally the opposite! How to drive away a philandering boss. That's not it. How to not get caught by your boss's wife. Wait, what! Are you serious? Who would write an article on how to be a home-wrecker?" She paused and set her phone down. "Come to think of it, is Mr. Leo married?"
She remembered what Natsu and Levy said to Cana at lunch.
"Unbelievable. Is that office affair still going on?"
"How long are these booty calls going to continue?"
Although their words were aimed toward Cana, now the disapproval of her friends stung Lucy.
"If you enter into a purely physical relationship with a person, they'll never choose you for the main event."
"Marriage? Hah! Fine by me. So long as I'm having a good time, that's all I care about."
It was like they said. If a relationship was purely physical, and if a person's heart belonged with someone else, there would never be anything exclusive about what the two had. For someone like Cana who did not even care that the man she slept with was married and found secret affairs to be part of the thrill, that was something she wanted. Cana had no interest in falling in love, marriage, a family, so long as she enjoyed life at the moment.
But for Lucy, she did not want thrills with her relationships. She wanted romance, tenderness, and if she could find it, she would like there to be at least a little bit of love. She wanted a family one day, and she refused to start something like that with a man who belonged to another.
Was a one-night stand what Loke preferred? Was he married and just wanted a bit of a side-thrill?
"Cheater!"
Lucy jolted up. The television was running in the background, set to some program she normally liked to watch during dinner, but that night she could hardly focus on anything but what might have happened with her boss. The woman on the screen was trying to break through family holding her back while her husband left her.
"You liar! Cheat! Don't ever come back here. Don't come anywhere near our kids. I won't let them near a horrible man like you. Go die with your whore at the office."
"Yikes!" Lucy turned the channel. That hit way too close to home at the moment. The next channel was a commercial.
"Do you suspect your spouse is cheating on you? Here at Hot Eye Private Investigators, we can put your mind at rest with philandering husbands busy with office affairs and wives running off with the milkman."
"Are you serious?" Lucy groaned. For one, how old-fashion was the "bored housewife and milkman" cliché? Was this 1955?
She clicked to another channel. Two women were discussing literature at a library. This seemed safe and right up her alley. Lucy realized right away, they were discussing novels by D. H. Lawrence.
"I see myself as more of a Lady Chatterley than Ursula Brangwen."
"Oh? Preferring the husky gamekeeper to the emotionally aloof husband? Except you're not married."
"Who even needs marriage these days? I know more lonely, sexually dissatisfied married women than single women. 'A woman has to live her life, or live to repent not having lived it.' I want, not just a partner who is rich and powerful, nor one who is merely intellectual and witty, but one who satisfies the mind as well as the body."
"She's right," Lucy said absently. "It's not enough that he's rich or brilliant. But … satisfying the body?" Lucy blushed as she went through the few memories she had. "I wonder if it was satisfactory. I think it must have been. I sure did ache this morning." She pulled forward her blouse and saw the hickeys still on her breasts. "And there's all of those."
Even if Loke was married—she wasn't sure yet and wondered if that was public knowledge—he had still taken her to bed. He had wanted her, and she felt in her hazy memories that she had wanted him. He had not simply forced her while she was inebriated; she had a strong impression that it was mutual. Yes, definitely, she was the one riding him with such aggressive passion.
"Oh God, don't think about that!" She blushed as she realized it was Loke who saw her that way, Loke who warned her to take it easy or she would ache, and that thick cock which she could vaguely remember thrusting into her had been his.
Did she still want him, though? If he asked her to spend another night with him, would she say yes?
That still worried her, because she honestly had no idea.
"Tomorrow, come to my office."
He wanted to see her again, but was she ready to see him? Did she want an office affair like Cana?
No. If he wanted something deeper, meaningful, exclusive, then maybe, but some elicit affair to keep secret? No. Lucy felt she simply did not have the guts to do something so risqué.
She turned off the television, cleaned her dishes, laid in bed, and stared up at the ceiling, wondering what she was going to do with this issue now that she knew the truth about the man she had slept with.
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Stellar Mistakes	By : Rhov Category: +. to F > Fairy Tail Views: 14748 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Fairy Tail nor do I make money from this fanfic.

Stellar Mistakes